God of Fishing

Han Fei was rendered speechless when he heard that there were no prison cells on the fourth level.

So, Xue Shenqi was locking him together with an unknown, mysterious expert? Then why did he ask for the Sea Swallowing Seashell from Le Renkuang? What if he got mugged.

However, on second thought, he didn’t think that a top expert would rob a junior, which would be embarrassing.

Also, he knew that Xue Shenqi wouldn’t send him to the Scattered Stars Prison if he wanted to kill him. The man could’ve found any random excuse to do that.

After thinking everything through, Han Fei was no longer scared. He was not going to be sent to hell anyway.

Han Fei entered the circle without hesitation, which puzzled Zhang Teng and made him wonder why the guy was so bold as to enter a place that even the warden dare not go to.

Since it was too perplexing, Zhang Teng would rather not waste his time thinking about it.

He would rather not piss off those experts. He was not exactly scared of the Thug Academy, but the academy had many tales and did not really follow conventions.

…

Han Fei was completely shocked after he passed the barrier.

On the other side of the barrier was another space, just like how the Scattered Stars First Unit was founded.

Han Fei saw a garden where flowers were blossoming with all kinds of strange brilliance. They were like the glowing seaweed in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

Underneath his feet was soil. There were forests and bushes far away. He could also see a vegetable field, a zigzagging river, and a hut next to the river.

In front of the hut, there were a few stone platforms with random fish skins on it.

On one of the stone platforms, a middle-aged man who wore gray linen clothes and trimmed hair was writing with a brush.

It was the opposite of the prison that Han Fei had imagined.

Xue Shenqi called such a place a prison? Whose prison could be so enjoyable?

The man was still writing carefully without raising his head. As a result, Han Fei was stunned and didn’t know what to do.

Knowing that the man was an expert, he couldn’t just go there and ask, “What are you writing? Do you want my two-sense?”

If he were to do that, would the guy kill him with a slap?

Han Fei waited for a long time, until the guy slightly raised his head and glanced at Han Fei. “Build your own hut, chop your own wood, and make your own food.”

Han Fei: “???”

Han Fei didn’t expect the man to be so gentle and amiable without any arrogance of a top expert.

Han Fei couldn’t help but ask, “Where’s the kitchen?”

The man wrote something else. As if he were very satisfied with his work, he nodded delightedly and then pointed at a stone platform by the river. “Over there!”

Han Fei glanced at it. You call that a kitchen? That’s just a stone platform… Huh, wait a minute. What’s on it? A box of seasonings?

He almost couldn’t stop himself from asking, “Bro, which year are you from? Why are you so good?”

Then, Han Fei spread out his senses, only to find that the box didn’t have any seasonings at all. They were just dried, squished spiritual fruits.

Han Fei thought for a moment and asked, “Where should I build my hut?”

The man continued without raising his head, “Anywhere you want! This is a big and spacious place.”

Han Fei found that his strength remained, and the place had enough spiritual energy. He wasn’t bothered since he wasn’t suppressed at all.

If you want me to build a hut, then I will. Why should I be scared?

A moment later, the Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp quickly ran close with a few trees, and Han Fei easily chopped the wood into many pieces.

Duang… Duang…

Clank, Clank, Clank…

Han Fei did build a hut.

Halfway through the construction, the middle-aged man who was doing calligraphy said, “You’re too impatient. A hut is for living. How can you make do with a few planks?”

The Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp stopped, and Han Fei couldn’t help but ask, “If so, should I build a palace?”

The man smiled casually. “Don’t be silly… You have to start an enterprise from the details. To build a house, you have to lay a solid foundation. You have to make sure that there are no shortcomings and all the parts fit perfectly.”

Han Fei’s eyelids shivered. Fine, you’re the boss here. I can just build another one.

Han Fei didn’t quite figure out the man’s personality yet. It was quite odd that the man was telling him how to build his hut.

Before Han Fei could continue, the man said again, “Contractual spiritual beasts know nothing about aesthetics. The wood is already broken. You should do it yourself!”

Han Fei took a deep breath. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

The Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp was despised by the guy, so Han Fei took it back.

Han Fei thought to himself, You want a house? I’m going to build a little villa.

Holding a knife, Han Fei began to chop the wood in person, making sure that every piece of wood was identical. He then took out some materials and crafted a hammer, a bunch of nails, a chisel and several carvers.

He had nothing better to do anyway, so he decided to shock the guy with his work.

Han Fei cleared a space of about a hundred square meters and made a yard that was surrounded by pointed fence posts. This place was windless and peaceful, so no foundation was needed. He simply evened the ground and started working.

During the day, Han Fei was building the house and the man was writing stuff. They never interfered with each other.

When Han Fei had half completed the house, the man said casually, “Go make food!”

Han Fei: “???”

You wanted me to build a house earlier, and you want me to make food now? Do you think I’m your servant?

Han Fei sneered. Just wait for it. I’m going to frighten you with my hotpot.

When Han Fei reached the stone platform by the river, Han Fei found a Sea Swallowing Seashell on it.

The man said, “The materials are in there. Pick whatever you need.”

Han Fei examined what was inside the Sea Swallowing Seashell, only to be shocked. “Seriously? Flood Dragon? Golden Carp? Primordial Chaos Big Clam? Trivariant Golden Ginseng?”

He was dumbfounded, as all the ingredients were luxuries.

Han Fei secretly took a deep breath and unhurriedly took out the Golden Carp, which was only half a meter long and should be quite good for food.

He was shocked after he took out the fish.

Eight-Tailed Golden Carp (Dead)

It’s one of the enlightenment fish that can be found in special undersea abysses. It carries the dragon bloodline and is extremely fast. The feathers on its eight tails can unleash strange sword auras that only Divine weapons can resist.

62

Exotic (mutated)

58,652 Points

If you eat it, your insight can be increased by three times

Eight Tail Features, One Inch Golden Scale

“Gudu!”

Han Fei was shocked.

Level-62?

A mutated exotic creature?

It could increase insight by three times?

Dragon bloodline? Was it really a carp?

Han Fei took a deep breath and took out what appeared to be a flood dragon. It was only twenty meters long, but Han Fei wasn’t sure what it was.

After all, he had never eaten such a thing before. Were its horns as nutritional as deer horns?

In the next moment, information popped up in Han Fei’s eyes.

Mystifying Dragon

It’s a flood dragon that lives in the deep sea. It carries the dragon bloodline and has enormous physical strength. It can also cause hallucinations.

63

Exotic (mutated)

48,652 Points

It can significantly strengthen veins and improve health and bone hardness if it’s eaten over a long period of time.

Mystifying Dragon’s Horns, Mystifying Dragon’s Blood, Dragon Teeth, Dragon Scales, Dragon Eyes

“Gudu!”

Han Fei swallowed. This thing was full of treasures, and it was going to be eaten as food?

Han Fei glimpsed at the middle-aged man who was practicing calligraphy. Who told me that he was a prisoner? Could any prisoner have the privilege of eating that?

Han Fei was stunned. He had always thought that he was extravagant enough. Little did he expect that he would meet someone even more so.

He did not dare to examine the rest of the ingredients. He simply thought that they were better as refining materials than they were as food.

Seeing that Han Fei was still stunned, the man urged Han Fei, “Hurry up, it’s dinner time.”

“Oh, okay!”

Han Fei was going to use the materials in Forge the Universe, but they seemed too embarrassing to be presented at this moment.

Han Fei hesitated for a long time. He had never had a dragon before. How should he cook it?

He heaved a sigh. Forget it. He might as well make the carp first.

Thinking about that, Han Fei put the carp on the stone platform and took out an ultra-quality long knife. After cleaning up the fish, he was going to slice the fish into pieces with the knife.

Then…

However, sparks splashed out after he cut down.

Han Fei: “???”

Han Fei swallowed again and looked at the ultra-quality spiritual weapon. Did he need a better kitchen knife?

He looked at the middle-aged man and saw no reaction. He then gritted his teeth and took out the Cosmic Sword.

“Puchi!”

This time, he was finally able to cut it.

What Han Fei didn’t know was that the middle-aged man put on a vague smile when he took out the Cosmic Sword.

Han Fei was going to clean it up, when the middle-aged man said, “You can keep the tails and scales for yourself.”

Han Fei was intrigued. He had been interested in the Eight Tail Features and One Inch Golden Scale for a long time, and he didn’t know how to ask for them.

But seeing how casual the middle-aged man was, Han Fei knew that he probably didn’t even care about them.