Meeting at the Lake

Han Sen looked at the thick stack of yellow papers he had amassed. He wanted to cry. Those pornographic pictures he had fished up over the past few days were enough to compose an entire book. Aside from the yellow papers, he hadn't been able to catch anything.

"Don't say that," he reminded himself. "These pictures look kind of like a comic."

If it wasn't for Bao'er being there, Han Sen would have liked to examine them in greater depth.

Han Sen looked at the Bao'er. Her experience fishing had been very different. She had managed to earn all sorts of things. Although they weren't all deified treasures, the things she had collected were all better than the yellow papers Han Sen had received.

"It looks like my luck hasn't been too good in recent times. Perhaps I should ask Mister White to calculate my fortunes and find a way to heighten my luck," Han Sen thought, considering various ways he might improve his situation.