Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

Chapter 280 Wild Fisherman

"A wild fisherman?" Upon hearing this voice, the word instantly popped into Wang Yuyu's mind, and the wariness in her eyes immediately turned into intense curiosity:

"Wow, there are fishermen even in this remote corner, amazing!"

"Everyone says that fishermen are randomly spawning 'wild monsters.' I didn't believe it before, but now I completely believe it."

"They actually dare to come to the nature reserve to fish in the wild! They're incredibly bold!"

"Let's go check it out. Judging from how excited he is, he must have caught a lot of fish!"

Wang Yu felt a strong urge to eat, and the more he thought about it, the more curious he became. You see, he hadn't eaten fish in a long time, and just thinking about the deliciousness of the fish made him swallow hard.

There was a sloping earthen bank extending into the river between him and the fisherman. He was coming from this side, and the sloping earthen bank blocked his view, which is why he didn't notice this "uninvited guest".

Wang Yu lowered his body and carefully climbed up, only half of his furry tiger head showing at the top of the slope. His amber eyes were fixed on the figure in the bay, quietly observing him.

A young man dressed in camouflage and wearing a sun hat was sitting on a fishing platform a meter or two away from the shore, holding a fishing rod and skillfully casting the hook.

His movements were fluid and graceful, clearly those of a seasoned angler.

Beside him, a small rubber boat floated on the water.

A fish basket was tied to the side of the fishing platform, submerged in the water with only a small portion visible above the surface, making it impossible to see how many fish were inside.

"You've got quite a full set of equipment; you've got a lot of gear. Looks like you're a seasoned angler!"

Wang Yu nodded inwardly, then became arrogant again, "But so what if you're powerful? Don't you know this is my territory?"

"You dare to take action on my turf without consulting me?"

He stared at the fish basket submerged in the water, a greedy glint in his amber eyes. He secretly made up his mind: "It's decided, fish will be lunch today! Perfect for satisfying my craving!"

At this moment, the fisherman was looking down at his phone, his fingers flying across the screen, and a smile occasionally playing on his lips. He seemed to be sharing his fishing catch, completely unaware that a Siberian tiger was secretly watching him from the nearby embankment.

Wang Yu glanced at him, then quietly withdrew her head, thinking to herself, "Don't disturb him yet, lest he scare him away and we'll have no fish left."

Then, he quietly moved his position, walked around the small hill for a long time, and carefully came behind the fisherman, hiding in the dense bushes more than a hundred meters away.

It wasn't that he didn't want to get any closer, but his bright golden tiger skin was too eye-catching, its vibrant color making him stand out in the grass.

He was afraid that if he got too close, the fisherman would notice him, and he would not only fail to catch any fish but also scare the fisherman away, which would be a loss.

"I guess he'll fish for a while longer. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. I'll rest and recharge first."

Wang Yu glanced at the fisherman and saw that he was still looking down at his phone and probably wouldn't leave anytime soon, so she slowly lay down on the ground and closed her eyes to rest.

But his ears remained perked up, constantly alert to the angler's every move, afraid of missing the moment he reeled in his line and left.

Before Wang Yuyu could even close his eyes and rest for a few minutes, the fisherman suddenly shouted excitedly again, "Got it! Got it! Got it again! This luck is incredible!"

"Wow, they've caught fish again so quickly?"

Wang Yu immediately opened her eyes, stuck her head out, and stared intently at the fisherman.

The fisherman gripped the fishing rod with both hands, reeling in the line continuously. The rod was bent under the strain, clearly indicating that the fish was quite strong.

Before long, he pulled up a fish weighing about four or five pounds. Its scales shimmered in the sunlight, and it looked very plump.

Wang Yu couldn't help but lick his lips, his mind filled with doubt: "Don't they say online that all anglers are 'baiting masters' and 'short-sailers'?"

"You usually can't catch any fish, and even if you do, they're all small fry. How come this guy is so good?"

"This person seems to be really strong; they're not simple!"

A sense of awe for the strong instantly appeared in Wang Yuyu's amber eyes, and her tail swayed slightly.

Within just a few minutes, he caught two big fish. This skill probably surpasses 90% of the fishermen in the country, and deserves the attention of this mountain lord.

The angler proudly removed the fish, casually tossed it into the fish basket in the water, then rearranged the hook, baited it, and cast the line again.

This time, he didn't even play with his phone. He stared intently at the fishing float on the water, his expression focused, afraid of missing any movement.

Wang Yuyu yawned widely, feeling a bit bored. He closed his eyes again, secretly thinking, "No rush, I'll wait until he's caught enough, then I'll 'collect' them all. It'll be too much trouble if there's not enough to eat!"

He just stayed there quietly, waiting for his "harvest season".

Before he knew it, several hours had passed. The sun was high overhead, and the sunlight became scorching. Perhaps the fisherman was hungry, or perhaps he had caught enough fish, and he prepared to go home for lunch.

He tossed the last fish he had just caught into the fish basket and began to slowly reel it in, muttering smugly as he did so, "Haha, what a great catch today! They're probably green with envy!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Yuyu immediately perked up, knowing that the fisherman was about to finish work and go home. Unable to contain himself any longer, he suddenly stood up and rushed towards the fisherman, letting out a loud tiger roar as he ran: "Roar!"

The tiger's roar startled the fisherman, causing him to tremble and drop his fishing rod with a clatter onto the fishing platform, where it fell into the water.

He whirled around and, upon seeing a massive Siberian tiger charging towards him, his face contorted in terror. His lips trembled, and he screamed, "Holy crap! A... tiger!"

He didn't care about his fishing rod, fishing platform, or even the fish basket in the water; terrified, he turned and jumped into the river, frantically swimming away, muttering to himself:

"Don't chase me! Don't chase me! I'm never going fishing again!"

With a "plop," Wang Yuyu jumped in as well, his massive body crashing heavily into the water next to the fishing platform, splashing water even bigger than the fisherman's.

Despite its large size, the Siberian tiger is an excellent swimmer, truly a "hexagonal warrior".

Its limbs glided nimbly in the water, with only its head showing, floating steadily on the surface, its eyes fixed on the fish basket tied to the fishing platform.

He quickly swam to the edge of the fishing platform, grabbed the fish basket in his mouth, and pulled hard towards the shore.

The angler, who had already swum some distance away, suddenly remembered the fish he had been fishing for all morning. He immediately screamed, his voice filled with heartache and resentment: "My fish! My fish!"

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