The Top Fishing

Chapter 110: Nibbling and Making Nests



Chapter 110: Nibbling and Making Nests

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Nibbling and Making NestsThe first cast didn’t work out, so let’s change direction and continue casting.

Lin Yang quickly reeled in his line and cast his rod in a different direction; the water depth he was

The viewers in the live broadcast room were green with envy after seeing Lin Yang land such a large Qiao.

"Damn, such a big silver strip."

"Holy moly, this is a freakin’ mile-level Qiao!"

"Now I finally understand why the host is using such a large casting rod, just freakin’ regular lure fishing would’ve snapped the rod."

....

Lin Yang took the fish pliers to remove the hook from the lure, positioned the mile-level Qiao towards the camera, and without saying anything else, just the size of the fish’s mouth was impressive enough; one could easily fit an entire fist inside.

"Guys, another Qiao, sigh, if only a big one would come...."

His tone was full of helplessness, and this very punchable tone and expression naturally triggered a wave of scorn from the viewers.

But you couldn’t blame him; it was a sentiment from the bottom of his heart.

After catching the mile-level Qiao weighing around twelve or thirteen pounds, Lin Yang didn’t rush to cast again. After several hours of continuous bait pulling, anyone would be tired.

Besides, he was considering whether he should switch his approach since it was clear that he wouldn’t be able to catch a giant with his current method.

He packed up the rod and rested on a nearby large rock. Fishing for giants was already a game of low probability, and haste wouldn’t help the situation.

It was now noon, and there were even more anglers near the reservoir outlet than when he had arrived in the morning. Moreover, many curious tourists had also come to spectate, attracted by the giant that was uploaded online yesterday—even if they didn’t fish themselves.

After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Lin Yang picked up the casting rod, just about to call over Xiao Peng to switch locations.

Seeing the Qiao in the fish sanctuary on the ground thrashing about, he paused for a moment, struck by a new idea.

The Minnow Lure was designed to mimic the movement of a real fish in order to attract fish, so why should he continue to use the lure when he had real bait right in front of him?

Shit, after all that, he had just confused himself.

No matter how realistic the lure was made, it was still a lure, and considering the video footage from yesterday morning, it wasn’t impossible to use a real fish as bait, which was enough to drag even twenty or thirty-pound fish underwater. It was only too normal that his lure wasn’t getting bites.

Thinking this, Lin Yang found a pair of scissors, cut off the Minnow Lure, then reattached a string hook over a meter long, but he only hooked a Qiao onto the topmost hook, leaving the rest unoccupied on purpose.

This string hook was somewhat similar to an explosive hook rig but not as severe. If a fish bit and struggled, the empty hooks below would hook into the fish’s body, which could also reduce the chance of the fish getting away.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Yang definitely wouldn’t use such a string hook, but today, in pursuit of a giant, he wasn’t concerned with the usual rules.

After hooking a live Qiao onto the top hook, Lin Yang cast the rod out directly.

Whoosh—

With his immense strength, the Qiao on the hook, weighing around three pounds, was flung out thirty to forty meters.

After casting the bait, Lin Yang didn’t immediately reel in. Instead, he just shook the reel twice to tighten the line when it slackened after the cast.

The advantage of using live fish as bait was precisely this; you don’t have to control the bait by moving it back and forth yourself—it moves on its own.

After letting the Qiao swim around for a few minutes and seeing no bites, Lin Yang pulled it back in and switched to another one.

Still no bites, so he continued....

Time slipped away, and it was past twelve in the afternoon.

With more people around today, there were also a few vendors selling stir-fried noodles from their tricycles. Xiao Peng took a moment to buy two servings, which they ate right there for lunch.

After the noodles and some rest, time moved into the afternoon, around one o’clock.

Lin Yang continued to use live Qiao for bait and cast his line. Nearly all the Qiao in the fish sanctuary in front of him had been used up. Just as he was thinking about pulling the fish back in and switching to a livelier one,

suddenly, many small prey fish started jumping out of the water in the distance.

Lin Yang caught this spectacle out of the corner of his eye.

The instant he saw this, he knew that a big catch was approaching—on that was unquestionably huge!

Predatory fish of significant size, when they get close to other schools of fish, cause them to scatter in panic like mice fleeing a cat, resulting in the phenomenon he was witnessing.

The next moment.

Lin Yang immediately went on high alert, gripping the casting rod firmly in his hands.

Whether or not it was the same giant spotted yesterday, he couldn’t afford to miss this one.

Meanwhile, the giant fish that was attracted seemed to be heading straight for the bait on Lin Yang’s hook.

The Qiao on his hook had been carefully selected—apart from the mile-level Qiao, this one was the largest, weighing eight to nine pounds.

Lin Yang reeled in a few meters to stimulate the bait fish’s vitality on the hook.


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