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Fishing Livestream

Waking from his sleep, Yue Feng found himself the owner of a fishing gear store on the brink of bankruptcy, and his time travel had landed him a rather "awkward" career as well as a system to assist him, From then on, the small town had a fishing gear store that wasn’t large in scale but had quite the reputation, With the blessing of the system (cheat), Yue Feng started livestreaming and playing the internet celebrity game to great success. Traditional fishing? Yue Feng played with the Seven-star float in the weed beds so divinely. Sitting platform fishing? He was the contestant who ascended to the rank of Special Level Competitive Fishing Master at the speed of light. Lure fishing? To him, catching a kilogram-class tarpon was just a beginner's move, and even meter-long silver dragons were nothing more than a dish on the table. Dream Fish Species were like picking things out of his pocket. Deep-sea fishing? He held the world record for the heaviest single-tail bluefin spearfish. There aren’t many sports in this world that can make a weathered adult as happy as a child, and fishing is definitely one of them. Let us witness the rise of a fishing god who achieved the pinnacle by fishing (cheating)!

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Chapter 107: Lost Face and Cash

"We won! Long live Brother Yue! Long live You Ying!"

"Drowning Fish and Cockroach are ruthless!"

"Let the little mustache gloat. Winning is all that matters!"

A group of fans flooded the public channel with messages, stirring some emotions in Yue Feng. Even though it was just a virtual quarrel, the battling spirit was palpable, and Yue Feng's sincerity had indeed bought him followers.

"Thank you! Thanks to all the brothers who supported our stream! I'm not much of a talker, but we'll see more action later. Thanks, everyone!" Yue Ken said earnestly.

After the PK was over, the punishment phase began and the microphone automatically turned on. Little Mustache just happened to hear Yue Feng thanking everyone in the stream.

"Uh, I lost the PK, and I have to honor the bet. Bro, give me an address, and I'll courier the promised goods over!" Little Mustache said with a grimace.

"Send a courier? Oh, right, there was a wager!" Yue Feng remembered only after a moment's delay.