Chapter 877 The Gods' Game: Card Swapping 121
Since getting the war-grade fishing rod, Yu Xunge has been able to catch a fish almost every 5 minutes.
She's caught all the fish with rarity levels from 4 to 50, including the Flash Strawberry Fish, the Tutu Sunfish, and the Kiefer Angelfish, but it's not enough.
Because the leopard caught the Ghost Fish, which is the third rarest, and Queque even caught the Treasure Zebra Fish, which is the second rarest.
This is the information that Yu Xunge obtained from the raccoon dog by exchanging five scratch-off lottery tickets.
"The raccoon's spatial ability sliced off a large area of sea and stored it in its backpack, where the ghost fish happened to be..."
"Queque has a very famous skill that allows her to ignore space and distance and grab whatever she wants and put it in a designated location. Although I'm not sure about the limitations of this item skill, she did manage to grab the treasure zebrafish into her fish bucket, so the result is valid."
"Perhaps there's some news you'd like to know, though you may already know it."
"There is only one of the top three rarest fish per day."
"There is only one of the top three rarest fish per day."
They said it almost at the same time.
Yu Xunge stared blankly at the horizon where the sea meets the sky.
The game of gods may indeed be the work of the gods; this place is as real as a real world.
The wind carried the scent of the sea, and the sky was a clear, bright blue.
Unless she can catch a bluefin bream, otherwise...
"What are you talking about?"
Yu Xunge turned his head and saw Queque in the Dusk Library.
Queque is a member of the Celestial Phenomenon Clan, a race that is extremely similar to humans, except that various natural celestial phenomena randomly appear above their heads at all times.
Snow, rain, thunder, aurora, sandstorms, tornadoes, etc...
It's not romantic at all, because this celestial phenomenon cannot be hidden at all; even if they try to conceal themselves, it will still follow them.
Therefore, the Celestial Clan is basically out of the question regarding stealth and surprise attacks.
But there are pros and cons. The Celestial Clan are all born magicians because they can freely manipulate these celestial phenomena.
Covered in snowflakes and shivering with cold, Queque naturally squatted down next to Yu Xunge, supporting herself on her arms, a position that made her look like a feline. She smiled at Yu Xunge and said, "Senior, even a war-grade fishing rod isn't that powerful, right?"
Yu Xunge looked up at Que Que's light brown eyes: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say~" she smiled, revealing two tiger teeth, "Next time, don't talk big. A Heavenly Hand Seven is not your turn to drive."
Yu Xunge glanced back at Queque with a blank expression. She wanted to remind her that this year's team championship belonged to Moonlight Wetlands, but she lost the mood to say it.
The latter stared at her for a while, perhaps finding Xun Ge's reaction rather uninteresting, then smiled at her and left.
After Queque left, many people came to make harsh remarks.
The script that Yu Xunge had joked about with Wu Ren and the others had finally arrived late.
As if they were certain that she had no chance of winning the fun competition, they all rushed to her like they were catching the early bus.
"Oh~ The next four years will be all thanks to me~ I dare not even listen to you say that."
"I heard your teacher is Zhu Ri? Is she crying because of you?"
"You're just lucky."
"However, you're a bit luckier than your teacher. You knew earlier that the Heavenly Hand Seven wasn't meant for you, so you'll have been crying for a shorter time."
The funniest one was the crab, which stood next to her and stretched out its claws: "Give me a scratch card, and I won't laugh at you anymore."
Yu Xunge: "..."
She reached out expressionlessly and slapped the crab into the sea.
Thank you: #@! %@! ￥*……&
Yu Xunge sat by the wooden bridge, his legs hanging down naturally, silently catching one fish after another, and then releasing them back into the sea one by one.
Fogblade, Maple Syrup, Fat Goose, and Motorbike have all been here. They're all terrible at expressing themselves; they seem to want to comfort her, but they don't know how.
Come to think of it, they won't win the championship anyway. They stood next to her in a daze for a while, not knowing who to comfort, and in the end, she chased them all away.
The raccoon came again, and it naturally reached out its hand: "Two scratch cards, one piece of information."
Yu Xunge handed over two pieces of parchment.
Tanuki: "Do you know why they dared to laugh at you?"
Yu Xunge: "I'm waiting for your answer."
Tanuki: "Because nobody can catch a Blue Spotted Fish. Every year, people in this town catch Ghost Fish and Diamond Dwarf Fish, but nobody has ever caught a Blue Spotted Fish. You're doomed."
…
Siren: "I'm a little afraid to watch."
Black cat: "Why?"
The siren covered her eyes and explained, "Although I came here to watch the show, when the moment actually came, I couldn't help feeling embarrassed for her. I wish she hadn't said that last year."
The black cat raised its hind paw and scratched its ear: "It's alright. Compared to what Zhu Ri said back then, what she said was just a tickle."
The siren paused, then lowered her hand: "That's true. When Zhu Ri starts spouting threats, he doesn't care whether his opponent lives or dies."
Black Cat: "She didn't care whether her teammates lived or died."
Blood Elf: "I wonder what Sunstrider is feeling right now."
Siren: "She's probably already left, if she really came to watch the game."
They chatted and talked until the sun began to set over the golden hills.
The goldberry glowed faintly; the game was almost over.
The blood elf sighed, "I want to leave."
Black Cat: "There's still half an hour left."
Blood Elf: "I wonder if Sunstrider is still there."
…
The last half hour.
A deep blue ship's rudder appeared before my eyes, its blue hue, the same as the sea behind me, coalescing into the shape of the rudder.
——【A Guide to Waste】.
The city fell silent once more.
The sarcasm and ridicule also disappeared from her ears.
She stood on the beach for a while, hesitating whether to jump into the sea to find Blue Spot and then put the fishhook in its mouth!
But when she looked at the size of the ocean, she gave up hope; she realized she couldn't swim it all in 240 hours.
Yu Xunge wandered aimlessly down the street, carrying a fishing rod on his back.
The setting sun dyed the clouds orange-red, like burning clouds, as beautiful as her fiery wings.
What if I don't win the fun competition?
Every day, she would act as if nothing had happened, and would still look at herself with disappointment in those gray-blue eyes.
I wonder if she watched her own match, or if she has already left the arena without looking back.
Yu Xunge stopped in front of a notice board covered with layers of photos, all taken by anglers who had caught rare fish. They were holding their trophies and laughing at the camera.
Yu Xunge had seen these photos before when time stopped; they were reinforced with various kinds of magic, making them impossible to destroy or take away.
You can tear it off to look at it, but after moving a certain distance away, the photo will automatically return to this location.
She reached out and took down the photos one by one, flipping through them.
Unlike last time, some photos have an extra sentence or two on the back.
—"I often wonder whether I'm fishing or the fish is fishing for me."
—"Are we, who can never catch a fish, also considered extremely rare anglers in the eyes of the fish?"
—"Blue spots, blue spots, blue spots."
"The joy of fishing lies in the waiting and the adventure."
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