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Chapter 180 - 180 180 The Substitute Fishing Boy

180: Chapter 180: The Substitute Fishing Boy 180: Chapter 180: The Substitute Fishing Boy Yue Feng returned to his fishing spot as the aerator in the pond had also stopped, leaving some waves on the surface due to the mechanical stirring.

He removed the dragging float and switched to a normal float, starting to cast his rod and fish.

Initially, there was still some stirred current underwater; the float moved slightly and the first few casts showed no significant biting action.

But Yue Feng did not give up casting.

Now, it was like starting anew, waiting for the water surface to calm a bit more.

Perhaps then the fish would start biting.

“This isn’t working either, not a single bite, not even a touch on the line.

It’s even worse than before when using the dragging float to fish at a distance!”

“Feng, this round seems doomed, neither medication nor oxygenation are helping.

The baiting spot that was so painstakingly prepared got messed up with the oxygenation!”

“There’s still flow, wait until the water stabilizes, it might still get better!”

True to one of the water friends’ words, as the pond’s water gradually stabilized, fish began to be caught, one after another!

After splashing stress-relief medication, the fish in the pond indeed became much braver.

Fishing with a normal 4.5-meter rod, the action quickly changed from slow jumps to rapid, continuous bites, and finally, into a frenzy!

This was the true fishing situation at Big Cannon Pit.

From the head to the tail of the pit, everybody was continuously catching fish.

Throughout the fishing arena with sixty people, at times, over twenty rods were simultaneously catching fish.

Seeing the fish action normalizing, Yue Feng quickly found the bottom again and started casting frenetically to gather and lure fish!

The earlier Mr.

Bai who was cutting hooks until he doubted his existence also saw his fishing action speeding up.

To save trouble, he switched back to the standard rod length.

Initially, he was terrified of cutting hooks again.

However, after fishing for a while, he found that after switching to a 1.5 leader line, everything was back to normal!

Even if his movements were a bit rough, the line wouldn’t break so easily.

After several test casts, Yue Feng determined that the fish were still not very sensitive to Loose Powder.

Therefore, he continued to use rubber pellet attached with Doughballs Bait, and as he cast frantically, countless small bait particles were brought into the fishing spot, quickly rebuilding the baiting nest.

Zhao Dezong and Old Bai had a different judgment.

Both of them still felt that the fish reacted better to Loose Powder, so they switched back to Loose Powder, which had some effect in luring fish.

However, the final result was disappointing and didn’t manage to completely suppress Yue Feng.

Soon, Yue Feng’s side was catching fish faster; initially, after casting three to five times, he got a bite, then it became a bite every two or three casts.

Once the fishing nest was agitated for a while, the fish utterly went crazy, starting to scramble for food, giving bites as soon as the bait was in position, catching more and more.

Seeing this, Yue Feng clenched his teeth and directly cut 15 centimeters off the mainline, retied the octagonal ring, and adjusted the float position, beginning to scoop wildly.

“Cutting the line?

Can someone explain what this is about?

Why would you cut a perfectly good line!”

“Is it damaged?”

“Probably not like that, maybe the line was stretched!”

Mysterious person: “Cutting the line is to compete for fish!

The seven-meter rod is a bit too soft!

With such fast bites, it’s slightly disadvantageous!

He can only make up for it by adjusting the line!”

The rod indeed had become too soft!

In Big Cannon Pit, where the average fish is nearly 200 pounds, once the fishing action becomes frantic, at least an eight or nine-meter rod is necessary for efficiency.

However, Yue Feng’s hardest long rod on hand was only seven meters.

It was manageable with a slower fishing action, but it started to cause delays when the bites were fast.

No matter how good the waist strength of a rod, the deformation arc after catching fish was still too large.

Cutting the mainline a bit shorter could appropriately mitigate this problem.

After the line adjustment, lifting the rod to hook the fish led to a brief standoff that could finish the fish in one round, bringing it out of the water without disturbing the fishing spot and speeding up the return of the fish.

The crisp and decisive actions from start to finish thrilled the viewers in the live broadcast.

After the adjustment, the nonstop vigorous bites lasted an entire hour before gradually slowing down.

Still, using Doughballs Bait produced by the system continued to give Yue Feng a significant early advantage.

Others had gradually stopped getting bites, but Yue Feng was still catching fish.

The high-intensity competition made Yue Feng break out in sweat.

At that moment, he saw a chubby fellow walking toward him.

“Brother Yue, Brother Dong asked me to come over and help you fish because his spot has cooled down!”

The person who came was none other than Wang Meng, the chubby guy who had come with Wang Dong to work as fishing assistants.

Wang Meng’s fishing skill was a bit lacking, fine for small competitions around two to three hundred yuan, but he didn’t dare to dip his rod in bigger contests; coming along with Wang Dong was just enough for him to get his fix.

“Come on over, it’s your turn, cover for me for a bit while I take a break!” Yue Feng, seeing him come over to help, handed over his fishing rod right away.

Asking for help to catch fish wasn’t Yue Feng’s usual style.

After battling fish for an hour and having a continuous bite before that, he figured it was all good to land ashore.

Now that Chubby had come over, he might as well let him fish for a bit to satisfy his craving.

“Alright!

You take a break, and I’ll catch a few!” Chubby accepted the offer and took Yue Feng’s rod.

Once he had the rod in his hands, Chubby couldn’t help but look down at it.

So light!

It felt almost like a 3.6-meter rod in his hand, yet its hardness was very impressive, marked 7h on the handle.

Chubby felt it was even a bit stiffer, almost like the 7.5h he used!

After giving it a good once-over, Chubby inquired, “The rod’s so light!

What brand is it?”

Yue Feng responded with a smile, “No brand, it’s a sample rod!

Just fish as usual!”

“Is it durable?

I’d hate to snap it while fishing!”

Yue Feng shook his head: “As long as you don’t go against the rod, it absolutely won’t break, just handle it normally!

Fish steadily, I’ll chat with the bros in the live room for a bit, see how the bites are!”

“Alright!”

Wang Meng responded and sat down at Yue Feng’s fishing spot to start fishing.

“A friend who came along?

This physique, must be well-fed at home!”

“From the sound of it, seems like a quality guy!

It’s always best to ask when using someone else’s rod.

Last time my Dawa Black Steel was snapped clean by an acquaintance who borrowed it, the repair cost me a few hundred bucks, and that guy didn’t even fart a word about it!”

“It feels like Yue Feng treats friends interestingly, someone comes over to help with fish, and he directly lets them have fun!

If it were me, with such good fishing action, I definitely wouldn’t want to let go!”

“Wouldn’t want to let go +1, a microphone hog when singing, and now a rod hog at the pond, easily doesn’t let go!”

Seeing how the folks in the live room rated him, Yue Feng was still very happy.

People, after all, have their own dispositions but, mostly, those with good principles are the majority, especially in Yue Feng’s live room.

Due to the accumulation over time, anyone selfish and antagonistic would likely have unfollowed long ago.

Taking Yue Feng’s rod, Wang Meng started fishing meticulously, but without comparison, there would be no harm; soon enough, the steadiness of the fishing Yue Feng had maintained started to decline.

First was the casting frequency—Wang Meng’s frequency was clearly slower than Yue Feng’s, and his doughballs bait’s accuracy was lacking, making the well-concentrated feeding spots increasingly scattered.

If it were only this, it wouldn’t be too big a deal.

But what was even more aggravating was yet to come.