With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 569 Fishing
After the money and goods were exchanged, the items were put into the pocket and safe. Song Ji put away the plug-in of "The Gate of Eternal Life". Although the purse was empty, it gave Maitreya Bai a lot of things, all of which were carefully selected by him from the pile of miscellaneous items, including rosary beads, wooden tablets and jade scepters. Although they were all broken, they were quite ancient and were collected by Song Ji one by one.

There are some things he doesn't want to ask, nor does he want to ask. He has seen the power of Maitreya in his previous life, and Song Ji has elevated him to a high position. The calculations and plans of such people must not be interfered with by ordinary people like himself, so he pretends to be ignorant even though he knows the truth. It's rare to be ignorant!
I come here to get some free money and build relationships. I don't ask for the support of some powerful person, but even if I can just hold on to a hair of that person, I can live a free and easy life.

“How’s business these days?”

Song Ji looked at the pile of sundries, touching here and bumping there, behaving properly, unlike other guests who took advantage of the situation and stole things with ease.

"What else can we do? We are all poor. Rich people don't come here, and poor people can't afford to buy. Only people like you who are neither rich nor poor come here to buy some things, or the gangs send people to come here."

"Gang? What do you want?"

"Come to me for treatment. My transplant surgery is well-known far and wide. It's one of the best. If you need to change any construct in the future, come to me and I'll give you a discount."

"Transplant surgery? How come I don't know about it? It won't kill the person, right?" Song Ji asked.

"Then I won't care," Miroku was rummaging through the things, and the pile of miscellaneous items was collapsing. "Those who come here are desperate. Have you ever seen people coming to the mall to get treatment? They are just making trouble because they have no money. Whether they can survive depends on themselves. If they want to survive, they can only face it head-on."

Without waiting for Song Ji to answer, Mi Le pulled his hand away: "Ha, found it!"

Song Ji looked up and saw a thin iron rod, about the length of his forearm, with a spool of thread on the side.

"You... Is this a fishing rod? You want to fish?"

Maitreya nodded, stretched out his hand, and the fishing rod extended two and a half meters. A transparent silk thread was connected to an iron hook. As he pressed the button, electric light flashed, and it actually had the ability to discharge electricity.

"Why, if you can't catch it, of course you have to discharge it, is it the Air Force?"

Looking at the stunned Song Ji, Maitreya said, "My electric dragon hook is energy-saving and environmentally friendly. It can catch fish accurately every time. It has a long battery life and long standby time, eliminating your worries. It can also load three miniature torpedoes and fishing nets. I think the technical content is too low, so I will dismantle it."

There is some truth in using torpedoes for fishing, and it is something that only a cyber fisherman can do. But this is not what Song Ji is lamenting about. In this world, water needs to undergo multiple evolutions before it can be drunk, and the fish in the water all have excessive radiation. At night, the fish are all glowing green. As long as you are not afraid of shortening your life, you can catch them and use them as a light source. As for warriors who eat fish, he has never seen one, but in his previous life, an experiential player made a fish feast. Cooking fish under radiation is harder than looking up at the stars, and it is basically considered a Ke family dish.

"Where are you going to fish? Is there a clean water source?"

Miroku glanced at him and waved his hand: "Follow me."

The two of them let the mechanical Buddha pass and walked out of the path between the piles of debris. After turning several corners, they finally arrived at the backyard. Maitreya pointed to a bottomless pit and said, "Look, this is the pond."

The pit was pitch black and it was hard to tell how deep it was. It also didn't cover a large area. It was more like a well than a pond. With Maitreya's permission, Song Ji threw a small stone into the pit. It took a long time before he heard the slight sound of water.

"How deep is the well you dug? Can you catch any fish?" Maitreya smiled and said, "It's more or less a hobby. I have nothing else to do and I don't eat fish. If I want to eat fish, why don't I go to Pure Ecosystem and buy a few? Once I've made the fishing line longer, I'll be ready to go fishing."

Song Ji didn't quite understand the fisherman's thinking. It is said that all men, no matter how old or young, will become fascinated with fishing at some point in time. Maybe Song Ji hasn't reached that point yet and can't muster up the interest. He watched for a while, completed today's daily task of improving favorability, and then stood up to say goodbye.

After exiting the bronze door, Song Ji stopped and recalled every word he had said since entering the room. Not only that, his nervous system also recorded every experience in order not to miss any details. After all, Song Ji knew the great Maitreya the best, and often a casual remark from him could lead to unexpected gains.

"If I want to survive, I have to face it head on?"

He murmured to himself, sighed, and stopped worrying about it. He loaded the auxiliary plug-in of "Gate of Eternal Life". No matter how many disadvantages there were, he had to go in and take a look, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

"I hope if something happens, the boss can help me out."

Song Ji could only comfort himself in this way and quickly returned home.

Behind the bronze door, Maitreya, who was lying on a reclining chair, narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed Song Ji's actions: "You are not too stupid. You are able to rush and fight. It is good for you. If the Buddha lets something slip from his hands, you will be able to eat it with oil in your mouth."

After saying this, he stretched out his hand, and a book turned into golden light, shot into the void, and disappeared.

Then Maitreya swung the rod, the fish hook fell into the pit, the spool rolled, and the fishing line seemed endless, pulled by the fish hook and fell into the puddle.

Time passed by minute by minute, the fishing rod showed no reaction, Maitreya did not care, lying on his back on the chair and taking a nap. The mechanical Buddha standing in front was a little bored, so he got up and stretched his hands and feet for a while, performed two sets of Baji and one set of Tai Chi, and finally ended with Wing Chun Sun Punch, then posed in a classic Wong Fei Hung hand-carrying posture and froze.

At this moment, the fishing rod sank slightly, as if a fish was taking a bite. After trying several times, it finally swallowed the honey bait in one gulp. Maitreya was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He lifted the fishing rod and pulled the fishing line back in suddenly. The spool turned so fast that sparks almost flew.

As the fishing line tightened, the fishhook flew out from the puddle which was several meters wide, but what was caught was not a fish, but a tentacle monster with a thousand eyes and a thousand hands, which looked like a member of the Ke family.

As soon as the tentacle monster appeared, the murmured sound began, and the instinct of the ancient god began to affect reality. It subconsciously wanted to suck the origin of the world and pollute all living things.

"Screw you!"

Maitreya cursed inwardly and kicked the ancient god off the fishhook. Once free from the fishhook, the ancient god's form began to change and twist continuously. When he landed on the ground, he had turned into the normal fish in Song Ji's memory, jumping around on the ground.

The mechanical Buddha on the top of the mountain walked in, caught the fish and put it away. Maitreya swung the rod again, and the room returned to peace.

"It's too slow for Song Ji to cultivate on his own. I have to wait until some time. Next time I will cook this fish for him to eat. It will help him to supplement his nutrition. Look at how hungry the child is."

(End of this chapter)