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Chapter 268 - Chapter 268: The Tragedy of the Fisherman

[Hahahahaha, found the fated person's video account. This kid is interesting. Definitely followed.]

[Holy crap, is the upstairs like Sherlock Holmes? Hahahaha, you found that? Quick, share it.]

[Share +10086. Just for the fun this live stream brought, this follow is worth it!]

Due to platform rules, the comment section of the live stream did not allow mentioning other "streamers'" names.

However, this didn't stump the netizens. They found the fated person's account from the follower list of the user who sent the message.

The live stream's millions of viewers, with a portion diverting, instantly caused the fated person's follower count to skyrocket by hundreds.

"Alright, then let's continue to draw the second fated person. Let's see who will be so lucky, hehe!"

Yaoyao didn't stop netizens from following the big brother. After all, it wasn't a bad thing for the latter.

Of course, she didn't guide them either. Everyone had their own destiny, and she shouldn't interfere too much.

As the lottery link was released, netizens immediately declared a pause on gossiping. One by one, they turned around and participated in the activity first.

After all, following could be done anytime. At worst, they could "fish" across the entire network after the live stream. If they missed the lottery, they truly missed it.

As per usual, two minutes later, the second fated person was freshly announced.

The latter was a man in his thirties, with a gleaming bald head, leaving only a layer of bluish-gray hair roots clinging to his scalp.

His two long eyebrows were somewhat splayed outwards. Coupled with his bald head, he looked somewhat unapproachable.

At this moment, he was sitting on a small stool, with three fishing rods propped up in front of him.

He didn't seem to expect that he had actually succeeded in connecting. He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Hey, I actually got picked? Tsk tsk tsk, it's not as mysterious as my fishing buddies said!"

"They even said it was harder than winning the lottery. I've bought lottery tickets for half my life and never won. This thing is just a piece of cake..."

This fated person had a loud voice, and his face, covered in acne scars, also looked rough. Especially his smugness was too overbearing.

The netizens who hadn't won were already in a bad mood, and now they completely exploded.

[Ahhhhh, this fated person is truly annoying!]

[Let him show off. It looks like he's a newcomer to the live stream and doesn't know the consequences of winning. Just waiting to see a good show.]

[Grand Master, act quickly. Don't force me to kneel and beg you.]

The live stream was chaotic. The netizens' behavior was purely like children seeking their parents after being beaten, wailing miserably.

Yaoyao blinked her beautiful big eyes and softly asked, "Uncle, is there anything you'd like to have calculated? You can just say it directly."

"Can you really calculate accurately, little doll?" The fated person understood this and paused before asking.

He looked seriously at the young doll in front of him, his brows furrowed, because the child was truly too young.

If he hadn't been bored just now, casually browsing his phone and recalling what his fishing buddies said, plus his luck being truly terrible today, he hadn't even seen a single fish.

He was bored stiff. He casually searched and found the lottery wheel. After participating, he actually won.

If the live stream hadn't been so massive, and the platform couldn't have so many fake accounts, he would have thought it was a shill.

Yaoyao wasn't angry when questioned. She said crisply, "Uncle, if it's true or false, you'll know after you ask!"

The fated person paused, not expecting Yaoyao to be so direct. This piqued his interest.

He subtly twitched the corner of his eye. His sanpaku eyes held a hint of amusement. He pointed at the fishing rods in front of him and said,

"Little doll, since you're so honest, then tell me, can I catch a big one today?"

Since he wanted to test the truth, the best way was to have no pattern. Apparently, the fated person felt his question was very representative.

His casual tone made the netizens so angry they kept cursing.

Yaoyao's expression was exceptionally calm. She flicked her fingers, then slowly extended her chubby little hand and began to count down.

"5... 4... 3... 2..."

"Hmm?" This sudden countdown left the fated person bewildered. Only when the final "1" dropped did his expression change.

He saw his fishing rod, which had been motionless for a long time, suddenly tremble violently. He instantly understood the meaning of the countdown.

This is truly divine!

The fated person cursed inwardly, then didn't bother with anything else. Reeling in the line was the priority. He was completely excited.

One had to know that before this, he had thought he would strike out. Although he would certainly never admit it, he would detour to the market to buy a fish before going home.

"Holy crap, it's still a big one!"

The fated person felt a powerful pull when he reeled in the line. At least dozens of pounds, he thought, smiling so wide his teeth showed.

His fishing rod was high-end. The line release was fully automatic, and the line quality was also excellent, no fear of breaking.

This was also a common problem for all fishermen: their technique might be lacking, but their gear absolutely had to be top-notch.

Sixty meters... forty meters... ten meters. The fishing line slowly reeled in. He was at the crucial moment.

"Get up, old man!" The fated person suddenly sank his waist and pulled with force. He then heard a whoosh as it broke the water.

He was impatient to see what big catch it was, but then he suddenly met a pair of magnified pupils. His smile froze at that moment.

His throat constricted, and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He howled in terror.

[Ahhhhh, my heart is practically stopping.]

[Damn it, what kind of dark scene is this? The fated person is truly a talent.]

[Sure enough, fishermen catch all kinds of weird stuff, but never damn fish.]

Because his phone was on a stand, the fated person's initial intention was to let netizens witness his grand catch.

Who knew this kind of trouble would happen? Now everyone was directly facing a corpse...

The netizens, at this moment, were cursing as loudly as they could in front of their screens.

Moreover, the corpse looked extremely eerie. Its limbs were detached, making it look like a naked human stick.

And having been submerged in water for quite some time, the entire body began to bloat, and maggots squirmed within the flesh.

The visual impact was too strong. Thankfully, he saw it before mealtime, otherwise he would have thrown up all his stomach acid.

This situation was unprecedented. The fated person was flustered, frozen in place, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. He flung the rod aside and rushed frantically to the camera.

"You... no... no, Grand Master, did you already know that what I caught was not a fish at all?" The fated person asked, panting.

It wasn't that he had such a thought. After all, he had just been alerted by this little doll. If the latter knew nothing, he wouldn't believe it.

Because of this, the honorific he had been using changed on the spot.

He looked fixedly at the person. The next moment, his pupils suddenly constricted, because he saw the latter slowly nod.

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