Medium-level fish are also difficult to deal with. If Qian Hong's boat was an ordinary boat, it would have been broken and sunk in the fight with the slippers.
"A large, high-level fish...that's really unimaginable."
She cut the slippers into pieces and teleported them back home. The cone could catch high-level fish. Qian Hong decided to catch ordinary fish. Being able to catch 30 different types of fish was enough.
So she continued fishing with pieces of snakehead fish.
Another afternoon passed, and Qian Hong gained a lot. He caught three new types of fish: ruler fish, sea goldfish and shell fish. The rest were duplicate fish. The task progress bar suddenly reached 1/3.
"It seems that the difficulty of the game has been lowered. Even I can catch so many fish so quickly." Qian Hong happily teased the clock fish in the bucket: "Victory is expected..."
Before she could finish talking to herself, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.
[Normal level fish have been collected, please continue to work hard to collect medium, high and legendary level fish. 】
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Extreme joy brings sorrow, and now Qian Hong has to face those fishes above ordinary level.
The face that was still smiling just now suddenly fell down, and Qian Hong pinched the captive clock fish angrily: "There are so many things that can appear in life, how can we catch all the ordinary-level fish?"
The clock fish doesn't understand. The clock fish only knows that it starts eating after being pinched by its owner.
The black fish meat pieces that Qian Hong used to feed him were originally intended to be used as bait, but now they are of no use, so they can be used as feed.
She looked at the fish that stupidly turned its head to eat and sighed: "That's great, I want to be raised too..." In the survival game, the boss took him away, or something like that, or he let her take other people away.
Qian Hong didn't say the last half of the sentence. After all, it was just a fantasy, quietly daydreaming.
Qian Hong held her chin and stared at the water surface feeling sad. She didn't notice that the clock fish stopped eating. It paused for a while and looked thoughtful, but then immediately continued eating.
On a quiet night, Qian Hong was very bored.
She doesn't know why, but it's been three days since the game started, and she hasn't met anyone yet, nor has she seen any land.
"It's so boring. Playing will kill the fun." Qian Hong took out her mobile phone and used wireless mode to continue playing the 1082th level that she had not passed for a long time. She played without paying attention until most of the night.
In the dead of night, there is no wind or waves. The moonlight pours on the sea to form a gauze, and it seems to be gently stroking the sea.
Vaguely, Qian Hong seemed to see a small island. She squinted her eyes and looked carefully. It was really a small island that was illuminated by the moonlight but was still dark.
She teleported the square full-length mirror at home, used it as a paddle, and rowed across it in a slightly embarrassed manner. When the boat touched the shore, Qian Hong got off the boat.
In order to prevent the boat from drifting away, she dragged the boat halfway to the shore. When she turned her head, she was caught off guard and met a man in a black cloak.
"Wow, that scared me to death!"
Qian Hong patted her chest with lingering fear.
The man in black on the other side didn't seem to have any reaction. He just stood there, slowly turned around and looked at her, and said slowly in his broken voice, as if a tractor had plowed 100 acres of land on a plastic shell: "Hello. , this is the black market, do you need to trade?”
"Trade? What trade?" Fish and meat trade? Money transaction? Or body trade?
The man in black continued: "You can trade the fish meat you caught for items that are more beneficial to protecting yourself here."
Qian Hong looked behind him. There was a large, pitch-black tent behind him. It might be a lot more conspicuous during the day, but at night it completely blended in with the blackness of the sea and couldn't be seen at all.
She pretended to transfer the broken emerald green slippers she caught in the morning to her backpack, and then took it out from her backpack: "What can I exchange for this?"
Qian Hong felt that the man in black took one look and turned around to get something from the tent behind. He strolled up to her and slowly held up a meat grinder and a hammer: "These two things will be useful to you."
She took it doubtfully: "What's the use?"
The man in black ignored her and continued to say in the voice of driving a motorcycle over broken glass and smashing a cannon: "Do you need to trade anything else?"
If you don’t say it, don’t say it, I thought to myself.
Qian Hong was a little speechless, but she returned to the boat and took out the useless fish she had caught before: "What can I exchange for these? There are 17 fish in total."
The man in black went to the tent to look for something again. Soon he came out with a toilet shovel and put it in the stunned Qian Hong's hand: "It will be useful. I wish you good luck."
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"Do you need anything else to trade?"
"……Gone."
"Well, have a nice trip."
With a confused look on her face, Qian Hong carried a juicer, a hammer, and a toilet shovel, towed the boat back into the sea, and then returned to the boat, muttering to herself: "It's like a dream."
She drifted far away again before falling asleep, and she couldn't forget it for a long time.
Invisible to Qian Hong, the small island blended into the night, and slowly moved to other sea areas, waiting for other sleepless people who could not sleep.
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One not-so-good morning, Qian Hong was disturbed by something strange. She woke up with two big dark circles under her eyes, and knocked on the bucket impatiently: "Stop making noise, I'll give you food right away..."
Qian Hong yawned while feeding the hungry clockfish food. As soon as she turned her head, she saw the three-piece toilet scraper set placed next to the bucket last night. She was very depressed so early in the morning.
She went to bed at around 3 a.m. last night, and it's 8 a.m. now. Qian Hong lay on the bucket and fell asleep: "So sleepy...ha...wu..."
If I want to show off, I don’t want to fish, so I want to sleep zzz again.
Then she lay down on the bucket and fell asleep, and the clock fish turned over after breakfast and continued to sleep.
Qian Hong slept until noon before waking up. She stretched out comfortably and said, "This is more comfortable than the last game." At least she could sleep well. The progress bar has reached 1/3 in the first four days, I’m happy.
She is now full of energy and full of energy, taking out the bait and preparing to fish.
However, Qian Hong looked at what the man in black gave him last night and pondered for a while: "Let's not mention the toilet pusher and hammer... What is the use of this meat grinder?"
Countless thoughts floated through my mind, but only one was framed.
[Perhaps it is used to mix bait. Mixed bait can catch specific fish. 】
Okay, okay, I just don’t know what this “specific fish” is.
Qian Hong caught some ordinary-level small fish and used them to mix the bait.
She tried combining cones and crab sticks into the ground meat. At least the mixture of these two things looks edible.
She took a small meatball out of it and stuffed it on the fishhook, threw it into the sea, and waited quietly for the fish to take the bait.
One hour...two hours...three and a half hours later, the time came to 3:30 in the afternoon. Either the bait was mixed incorrectly, or the big one was coming.
