The whole nation: You're put to survive on a desolate planet, you'll be running an alien b

Su Wan's breath caught in her throat.

She looked at the apple on the wall, then at Li Haotian, who had pried the apple off the wall and taken a careless bite.

Her brain completely shut down.

"The server optimization here is like Ubisoft's, it's riddled with bugs."

Li Haotian gave a vague evaluation.

Ubisoft?

server?

Su Wan felt that Li Haotian had shattered her worldview into pieces, and when she tried to piece it back together, it was full of flaws.

Liu Hu, the top bodyguard of the Su family, stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed, his mouth slightly open, still in the ready position to draw his gun, completely motionless.

"Steel balls? And a leaf blower?" Su Wan took a while to find her voice. She pointed at Li Haotian, "You bought all those things to exploit this... bug?"

Li Haotian nodded and casually tossed the half-eaten apple into the trash can.

"It's an official cheat program, might as well use it."

"But that's too dangerous!" Su Wan's voice involuntarily rose. "The other party is 'The Bishop'! Just listen to that code name, he's no ordinary person! I'll go get you a full set of equipment right away! Night vision goggles, Kevlar, satellite phone..."

"Stop." Li Haotian raised his hand to interrupt her.

He shook his head.

"That's too high-profile. That's how Hollywood agents operate. It's not suitable for our local babies."

Su Wan was taken aback by his words.

"So what do you want? Do you want to kick the door down again, like today?"

"Of course not." Li Haotian walked up to her, his face revealing that creepy smile again. "This time, we'll play it technically."

"I need you to prepare a few more things for me."

Su Wan took a deep breath and tried her best to keep up with his train of thought.

"Tell me, what is it this time? A wrench or a welding machine?"

"No." Li Haotian held up one finger and shook it. "I want a set of clothes."

He cleared his throat and began to describe.

"A tattered straw hat, the more tattered the better, preferably with a few mud spots on it."

"A small folding stool."

"A yellow reflective vest like those worn by sanitation workers, an old one, the kind that looks like it's been worn for several years."

"Finally, one more fishing rod, the kind that costs 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Pinduoduo will do."

As Su Wan listened to his description, her expression went from doubt to confusion, and finally to complete blankness.

She looked at Li Haotian as if he were an alien.

"Fish...fishing rod?"

"You're going to go to the abandoned docks dressed like that?"

"Otherwise what?" Li Haotian retorted.

He walked to the window, looked at the eerie purple sky outside, and slowly explained.

"Think about it. What kind of people would normally be at a deserted, abandoned dock at three or four in the morning?"

Su Wan answered instinctively.

"In our line of work, there are... police?"

"Wrong," Li Haotian denied. "People in our line of work are sneaky, trying to hide themselves in the shadows. But the police, with their flashing lights, can be seen from kilometers away."

"There is only one kind of creature that can appear openly and naturally at any time and in any place."

A sudden idea flashed in Su Wan's mind.

"Fishing?"

"You guessed right." Li Haotian snapped his fingers. "In this magical land of China, there are only two kinds of people who appear in the wilderness at dawn: murderers and those who dispose of bodies, and fishermen. The former makes too much noise and are easily mistaken for fellow criminals, while the latter is the perfect cloak of invisibility."

"The fisherman is an urban legend in this land, at the top of the food chain. As long as he puts on his hat and sits on his stool, he can ignore even if there is an alien landing operation next to him, and only think about his fish."

Su Wan was stunned.

Fallacy.

That's all fallacy.

But damn it, she actually thought it made some sense.

"So, you're planning to disguise yourself as a fisherman and sneak into the docks?"

"It's not an act," Li Haotian corrected. "From the moment I picked up the fishing rod, I was a real angler."

As he spoke, he abruptly changed the subject.

"Oh, right, there's one more crucial thing."

"What?"

"Fish bait."

As Li Haotian spoke, in front of Su Wan, he stretched out his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

The next second, a palm-sized, slightly wriggling, dark purple piece of flesh appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The surface of the meat was covered in slime and emitted a faint sour, rotten smell.

"vomit……"

The moment Su Wan saw that thing, her stomach churned, and she instinctively took a step back and covered her mouth.

Liu Hu's face turned pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Mr. Li... what... what is this?"

"Shh." Li Haotian made a shushing gesture and smiled mysteriously.

"Exclusive secret seasoning, perfect for catching big fish."

After he finished speaking, without explaining, he carefully put the still-wriggling piece of corrosive flesh into his pocket.

It was as if it wasn't some disgusting monster organization, but some priceless treasure.

Su Wan looked at him and felt like she was about to forget the word "fishing".

If you use this as bait, can you really catch a fish?

It's probably Godzilla!

……

The next night.

The night was deep, and the abandoned dock in the east of the city was eerily silent.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, blows across the rusty gantry cranes and the empty container yard.

A black minivan silently stopped in the shadows outside the dock.

"Are you sure... you really want to dress like this?"

Su Wan sat in the driver's seat, looking at Li Haotian in the passenger seat, her expression indescribable.

Li Haotian has already changed into the complete "divine outfit" she bought from the second-hand market.

A worn-out straw hat covered half his face, and he wore a faded T-shirt over his signature yellow reflective vest.

He was even wearing a pair of Liberation brand rubber shoes.

If you didn't know his identity, you could throw him onto any construction site and no one would suspect a thing.

Li Haotian looked in the rearview mirror, carefully adjusted the angle of his straw hat, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You don't understand, this is called a battle-damaged skin, it has an aura bonus."

He opened the car door and picked up the small stool and the fishing rod that cost 9.9 yuan (including shipping) from the back seat.

At the end of the fishing rod, on that simple hook, hung a dark purple piece of meat that was enough to drive one mad with rage.

Su Wan looked at the bait and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"Be careful, I've already checked. All the surveillance cameras around Warehouse No. 3 have been physically cut off. They're very professional," she warned anxiously. "I've already arranged for drones to be on standby in the nearby airspace, ready to provide fire support at any time."

"No need," Li Haotian waved his hand. "How can we let high technology interfere in the fisherman's affairs? What kind of soul would that have?"

Carrying his equipment, he walked slowly into the dark depths of the dock, like an ordinary worker eager to cast his line after get off work.

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't come out."

"Listen to my signal and drive as far as you can."

Looking at his back and the reflective vest swaying slightly in the night breeze, Su Wan felt that everything that had happened tonight was absurd.

Li Haotian walked to a breakwater that was close to Warehouse No. 3, but maintained an excellent observation distance.

He skillfully unfolded the small stool and sat down.

Then, he gripped the fishing rod and flicked his wrist.

The fishhook, slung with the flesh and blood of the alien creature, drew a strange arc in the air before falling with a "plop" into the dark, icy seawater below.

After doing all this, he pulled down the brim of his hat, leaned forward slightly, and assumed a standard posture, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He took out his phone, the light from the screen illuminating his calm face.

He opened a newly downloaded Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game) game.

"A royal flush!"

The crisp sound effects of the game echoed in the quiet dock.

Li Haotian looked at his crushing defeat and curled his lip.

He raised his head, glanced at the dark Warehouse No. 3 in the distance, which looked like a lurking beast, and muttered to himself.

"If playing cards won't work, you can't go home empty-handed fishing, can you?"

"Tonight's goal is to get something for free!"