The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

"Lin Mo! It's over! It's really over!"

Jiang Ruoyun's screams sounded particularly shrill on the empty sea.

That three-meter-long green bamboo pole no longer resembled a plant at all.

It bent into a terrifying inverted U-shape, the tip of the pole digging deep into the seawater, as if a high-powered tractor was desperately pulling it into the deep sea.

"Squeak—crunch—"

The subtle sound of bamboo fibers cracking is enough to make your teeth ache.

Lin Mo, who had been lying on the big rock like a corpse, opened his eyes at that moment.

There was no grogginess from just waking up, nor any confusion whatsoever.

Those eyes shone with a sharp light, as piercing as a newly forged sword.

"Smack."

Instead of getting up, he grabbed the base of the bamboo pole with one hand.

The muscles in his arms instantly tightened, and the veins bulged, like coiled snakes.

"Stay calm."

Lin Mo gave a low shout, his voice not loud, but it carried a calm and steady quality.

"Oh My God……"

Jiang Ruoyun covered her mouth, her face pale with fright. "Did...did it hook onto a submarine?"

She watched as the not-so-thick bamboo stalk trembled under the immense force, as if it would shatter into countless fragments at any moment.

"Don't touch the line!"

Lin Mo stopped Jiang Ruoyun from reaching for the fishing line, saying, "Nylon line is so tight, it'll cut your hand if you touch it. Do you want to lose a finger?"

Jiang Ruoyun was so frightened that she quickly pulled her hand back.

The commotion was so great that it finally caught the attention of Zhao Kuo, who was not far away.

He was drinking cola, smugly admiring the few small fish fry in his bucket.

Hearing the scream, I turned around.

Lin Mo's bamboo pole was bent like a compass, and he was almost being dragged into the sea.

Zhao Kuo was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.

"Wow, that's a pretty convincing performance."

Zhao Kuo tossed the Coke can aside, put his hands in his pockets, struck a pose like a "know-it-all," and slowly walked over.

"Ruoyun, don't be fooled by him."

Zhao Kuo pointed to the motionless fishing line and explained with a disdainful expression:

"This is called 'snagging,' you know? It's when the fishhook gets caught on a rock on the seabed."

"The most common mistake for sea fishing beginners is that the current makes the line taut, making it look like a fish has been hooked, when in fact there's just a rock underneath."

As he spoke, he shouted at Lin Mo in an extremely sarcastic tone:

"Brother Lin, stop acting! That's enough!"

"Cut the string right now! It's a knot that's impossible to pull out. If you keep pulling, that broken bamboo of yours will explode, and you might even blind someone!"

The viewers in the live stream instantly realized what was going on.

[Oh, it was a bottom hanger! That startled me!]

[I knew it! Lin Mo slept all afternoon, the bait was all rotten, how could he possibly catch a fish?]

Although Young Master Zhao's character is questionable, he does know a thing or two about fishing. If you don't move in this kind of dead-end bend, there's a 99% chance you'll get stuck on the ground.

[That's enough, that's enough. All that excitement for nothing. Lin Mo's attempt to show off backfired.]

Even the referee who rushed over shouted through a megaphone:

"Lin Mo! If you get snagged, cut the line immediately! Be careful! Don't damage the natural reef!"

Everyone assumed it was a stone.

Jiang Ruoyun was also somewhat discouraged, looking at Lin Mo with concern: "Lin Mo... how about we just cut it? Safety first. If we lose, we lose. I'll just do your laundry..."

Lin Mo didn't speak.

He didn't even turn his head, completely ignoring Zhao Kuo's taunts and the referee's warnings.

He just stared intently at the spot where the taut fishing line cut into the water.

Feel the extremely faint yet wild tremor coming from my palm.

"Bottom of the shoe?"

A playful, cold smile suddenly appeared on Lin Mo's lips.

Instead of pulling hard, he flicked his wrist with remarkable dexterity, guiding the bamboo pole slightly to the left along the force.

This action doesn't look like fishing; it looks more like walking a dog.

"Young Master Zhao."

Lin Mo's voice was deep and sounded somewhat ethereal in the sea breeze:

"You're very knowledgeable, could you tell me...?"

"Whose rock could swim so fast against the ocean current?"

"What?" Zhao Kuo was taken aback, "Stone swimming?"

Before he could react...

next second.

A sudden change has occurred!

"Buzz—!!!"

The fishing line, which had seemed "still" before, suddenly emitted a sound like a snapping string.

That's the sound of a line cutting through water!

Suddenly, the fishing line that had been inserted into the water seemed to turn like a sharp sword, slicing across to the right with the line as its center!

The speed was so great that it stirred up a white wave half a meter high on the sea surface!

Like a torpedo launch!

"Holy crap?!"

Zhao Kuo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "It...it moved?!"

Stones don't move sideways!

It certainly won't reach the starting speed of a sports car!

"It ran away! The stone ran away!!"

Jiang Ruoyun was so excited she was incoherent, pointing at the sea and screaming, "Lin Mo! It ran that way!!"

Holy crap! It's really alive?!

[That speed... what kind of monster is underwater?]

[Zhao Kuo's face was swollen from being slapped! What the hell is this stone?! Is it a sentient stone?]

[That bamboo pole didn't break? Lin Mo's technique of deflecting force was amazing!]

Lin Mo had no time to pay attention to the shock of the comments.

He was battling with a giant creature in the sea.

The opponent's strength was astonishing, almost like that of a raging bull.

If the force isn't released, this bamboo won't last a second.

Lin Mo's feet began to move.

He stepped on the slippery rocks, constantly adjusting his center of gravity as the fish swam.

You go left, I'll go right.

You dive down, I bend over.

Tai Chi's "listening to the opponent's force" technique uses minimal force to deflect a great weight.

Although he was holding the simplest bamboo pole, in Lin Mo's hands it seemed to become an extension of his body.

"Trying to run away?"

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, sweat rolling down his forehead. "If you took my bait, you'd better serve me!"

The two sides remained deadlocked for a full five minutes.

Zhao Kuo stood to the side, his face turning pale and then red, and the imported fishing rod in his hand suddenly lost its appeal.

His tiny stone dog, no bigger than the palm of his hand, was a joke compared to the commotion.

Sudden.

The force underwater suddenly dissipated.

"Chance!"

Lin Mo roared, grabbed the bamboo pole with both hands, unleashed his core strength, and leaned back!

"Get up!!!"

boom!!!

On the sea, twenty meters from the shore.

It looked like a depth charge had been detonated.

The once calm seawater instantly boiled as an enormous black shadow broke through the surface and leaped into the air!

That was a fish.

A fish so big it makes you question the meaning of life.

Its entire body was covered in brown spots, and its huge tail slammed in the air, splashing water that even landed on the speedboat's camera lens.

In the setting sun, its massive body shimmered with a breathtaking luster.

*Smack!*

The massive object crashed back into the water, creating a huge wave that nearly caused the referee next to him to lose his footing and fall into the sea.

The entire room fell silent.

The only sound was the waves crashing against the rocks.

The sunglasses in Zhao Kuo's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He stared wide-eyed at the still churning seawater, his mind blank.

This is...

Is it something that can be caught by fishing in nearshore waters?

That must weigh at least fifty pounds!

Lin Mo was also panting heavily, his arms trembling slightly.

That blow almost cracked his hand.

But the rocks beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly from the struggle of the giant creature.

That was the wrath of the deep-sea overlord.

Lin Mo wiped the seawater off his face.

Looking at the dumbfounded Jiang Ruoyun, and then at the terrified Zhao Kuo.

He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, a wild and untamed smile:

"Wow, that's a big one."

Lin Mo tightened his grip on the bamboo pole, his eyes gleaming with greed (appetite).

"This portion..."

"Enough for the whole village to eat two meals."