I, a fisherman, it makes sense to catch Kyogre, right?

Chapter 7 7. The leader among fishermen, does this land have a mouth?
The biting wind ruffled Qin Ming's hair. After an hour's flight, a wide lake appeared far ahead.

"Hot~!!"

"Hot~!!"

The Tropical Dragon screamed to indicate to Qin Ming that the destination was ahead. After a while, the Tropical Dragon carried Qin Ming steadily and landed at the lake.

There are many fishermen stationed in tents and sitting on the lakeside fishing.

"Thank you for your hard work, Tropical Dragon."

Qin Ming jumped off the Tropical Dragon in one step and gently stroked the Tropical Dragon's slender body.

"Hot~!!"

"Hot~!!"

Tropical Dragon felt the kindness released by Qin Ming, and a yellow fruit that was similar to a banana fell off its neck and gave it to Qin Ming as a reward.

"Is this for me?"

"Thank you."

Qin Ming put away the yellow fruits and took off the luggage from the tropical dragon.

"Hot~!!"

"Hot~!!"

The tropical dragon waved its long-leaf wings like cattail leaves and returned towards the way it came.

After packing his things, Qin Ming swept around.

Like other fishing colleagues stationed here, we chose to camp on the leeward side of the lake.

Take out the treasure ball and release Riolu.

"Gouzi, come here and help build the tent."

"Leo~!!"

Riolu happily stepped forward to help Qin Ming set up the tent.

After working for a while, they set up a tent, a sleeping bag and a series of other tools. Qin Ming and Riolu sat in the tent.

He took out the white vanilla from his backpack, then ground it into powder with a grinder, brewed it with water and handed it to Riolu: "Gouzi, this can cure your body's diseases, drink it."

"Leo~!!"

"Leo~!!"

Riolu had 100% absolute trust in Qin Ming, so he took the potion and drank it in a few gulps.

Qin Ming looked at his initial elf and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

Riolu felt it silently, stood up, waved his fist twice and let out a joyful cry.

"Leo~!!"

"Leo~!!"

Although Qin Ming didn't understand Elvish, he could easily understand Riolu's emotions at this time after spending so much time with him.

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth raised slightly, and he said happily: "It's good to see changes!"

"As long as you take it for a period of time, I believe the qi and blood in your body will return to normal!"

"Leo~!!"

"Leo~!!"

Feeling that his body was slowly getting better, Riolu couldn't wait to ask Qin Ming when he could officially train.

"No hurry!"

Qin Ming touched Riolu's dog's head and comforted him softly: "You can't exercise immediately after a long illness, not to mention that you are just getting better now."

"Practice in a hurry, it may have the opposite effect!"

"You can't exercise your body, but you can strengthen your spirit!"

"In the process of fighting, it is important to be physically strong, but it is equally important to be mentally tough."

"I'll teach you a way to train mentally."

Qin Ming sat down cross-legged, and Riolu immediately imitated his movements. "Close your eyes, immerse yourself in your mind, clear your consciousness, and meditate without external influences."

“Remember this feeling and try to keep yourself mentally calm at all times.”

Fishing is one of the most endurance-building sports.

After all, sometimes you are unlucky and can't catch any fish even if you sit by the river and disappear for one or two times.

A truly excellent fisherman can endure loneliness, control his emotions when the fish bites the hook after waiting for a long time, and perform a series of operations such as closing the rod and lowering the net calmly and correctly.

It just so happened that Qin Ming was a leader among the fishermen, and he had nothing to say about his character.

"Okay, Gouzi, you should concentrate on cultivating your spirit during this time."

"I'm going to step on the spot first."

Qin Ming left Riolu in the tent and walked out, intending to find two fellow brothers to understand the situation.

By the lake, many fishing men have already set up sun umbrellas and are sitting on the water's edge fishing with fishing rods in hand.

This lake is called the Lake of Dreams because someone once caught an ugly fish here.

Ugly fish, just like his name.

The body is based on earthy yellow and blue, has some bumps on it, and has a dull expression on its eyes.

The blue fins are naturally ragged and unsightly, and the appearance is really ugly. It is famous for its shabby appearance.

Perhaps extremes must be reversed.

A shabby-looking ugly fish, once it evolves, it can transform into Menas.

Menas has the nickname 'the most beautiful elf'. '

Although Gardevoir is the most beautiful elf in many people's minds, Menas has Gardevoir without the power of gentleness.

It is said that Menas can release strange fluctuations that soothe the irritable heart, soothe the anger in the heart and forget all about the fighting emotions.

Owning a Meenas is one of the lifelong dreams of many trainers.

This is why this mediocre lake is called the Lake of Dreams.

Just as he was thinking about it, Qin Ming walked to a fishing platform.

A yellow-haired man about 30 years old was fishing with a vertical pole. Qin Ming came forward and said hello: "Brother, do you have a mouth?"

Whether you have a mouth or not is a jargon among fishermen.

It means whether or not a fish was caught.

The yellow-haired man was a little stunned when he heard Qin Ming's question, and seemed to be curious as to why Qin Ming would ask this question.

Qin Ming thought the other party didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "Brother, do you have a mouth?"

Fishing is very particular about fishing position.

If you choose a good fishing position, fish will often bite the hook, while if you choose a bad fishing position, there will be no fish at all.

This is why fishermen ask each other whether there is a mouth, because this is one of the basis for judging whether a fishing position is good or not.

The yellow-haired man had a strange look on his face. He didn't seem to want to answer Qin Ming's question, but he felt that it was rude for Qin Ming to ask and not answer.

After holding it in for a while, he said with some embarrassment: "I had a mouth two nights ago..."

"What?"

Qin Ming was confused. Seeing that the other party was much older than him, he should be a veteran of fishing, but his expression seemed to be that of a newbie who had just entered the fishing industry.

Qin Ming had no choice but to explain: "I'm asking you, did the fish give you a mouth?"

"Fuck!!"

The yellow-haired man's eyes were full of shock, as if his three views had been subverted, and his lips trembled: "Is this... so perverted..."

Seeing the other party's appearance, Qin Ming realized that the other party had misunderstood what he meant.

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(End of this chapter)