The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

The breakout battle at North Mountain can be said to have been the most brutal fight of that year.

At that time, of the several thousand people in the base area, less than a thousand managed to break out!

How tragic is that!

Over the years, the authorities have also been commemorating the ancestors who fought in the North Mountain breakout battle, so it could be said that the discovery of these weapons is even more significant for this commemorative work.

"I was just lucky."

Fang Hao tried to keep himself calm and not get nervous.

Facing such high-ranking officials indeed came with some pressure.

However, the high-ranking official was quite approachable, and after chatting for a few minutes, Fang Hao gradually relaxed.

"It doesn't matter whether it was luck or not, you are our Binjiang's greatest hero."

"I heard that the millennium shipwreck and Marquis Wu Ying's Tomb were also discovered by you."

"Yes, they were also found by chance while fishing," Fang Hao nodded.

"It's incredible," the high-ranking official sighed with emotion, "If it weren't for you, where would our Binjiang have made such significant discoveries?"

"Keep up the good work, but also pay more attention to your own safety when fishing."

"If possible, I hope you can continue to fish up more good things in the future."

This... leader, could you please pray that I catch some fish.

Fang Hao really wanted to retort.

But those words remained in his thoughts.

He replied outwardly, "Certainly."

"Alright, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be on my way now."

After exchanging pleasantries, the high-ranking official went off to attend to other matters.

And Fang Hao's responsibilities gradually increased.

Many people wanted to find him.

After the high-ranking official had left, a group of people surrounded him.

There were leaders from various departments, as well as some experts and professors... either coming over to network and ingratiate themselves, or to discuss the guns and canon matter with him.

Now that Fang Hao had caught the high-ranking official's eye, his future was certainly looking extraordinary.

Moreover, Fang Hao had another role—as a special advisor to the Hundong Cultural Relics Bureau.

This was reason enough for them to curry favor with him.

"Mr. Fang..."

Fang Hao felt overwhelmed by the number of people seeking him out.

He dreaded such occasions the most.

But now that he was surrounded, he had no choice but to stay.

It took over an hour of handling the crowd before Fang Hao could finally extricate himself.

Once he got away, he spoke briefly with Lin Wendong and then ran off ahead.

Damn, it was too terrifying.

Fang Hao had no desire to engage in social niceties afterwards.

He most detested such networking activities and turned them all down directly.

Going to social gatherings was less appealing than going fishing.

With so much happening today, it had left him feeling utterly exhausted.

After Fang Hao got home, he didn't worry about anything else and went straight to freshen up before collapsing into bed.

Whatever followed was no longer his concern.

Then there was the matter of dealing with the ammunition.

There was quite a lot of ammunition—probably over a hundred rounds.

They were all taken away for special destruction processes, set to be detonated and certainly not to be kept.

Being ammunition that could still explode, they weren't harmless just because they had been under water for so long. If not handled properly, they posed a great danger.

They might even be more dangerous than normally stored ammunition.

After being immersed for so long without proper preservation, who knew what condition the ammunition was in.

Of course, these hazardous shells needed to be dealt with immediately.

As for the rest of the guns and cannons, after being registered, they would also be sent to the Binjiang Red Memorial Museum.

These many weapons will have a special memorial hall dedicated to the North Mountain breakout battle.

Designed specifically for storing these weapons.

However, other museums definitely would also want some of these items.

It wasn't possible for all the items to be kept at the Binjiang Museum.

For these museums, these guns and cannons were treasures.

The weaponry was so complete.

Even some of the weapons were in quite good condition.

That made them even happier.

"These are the most important remnants of the North Mountain breakout battle!"

And for fishing up the cannon, Fang Hao received yet another reward.

But this time the reward was issued by the city, not the police department. It was an award personally given to Fang Hao by the city leaders, with a different level of recognition and treatment.

Fang Hao had become thoroughly famous in Binjiang.

Many people wanted to meet Fang Hao.

Numerous media outlets and journalists also wanted to interview him.

The one who was the happiest about this was Sun Zhaopeng.

He was grateful that he had always been squatting in Fang Hao's live broadcast room, which allowed him to access firsthand information.

Fortunately, after seeing Fang Hao catch the cannon online, he went to the scene.

He was also the first to interview Fang Hao.

Otherwise, he would have been like everyone else, wanting to interview but unable to do so, without any connections.

Also, because he had interviewed Fang Hao before and was the first on the scene, leveraging the previous encounter, naturally, Fang Hao didn't refuse him.

He organized the interview materials he had gathered and then submitted them.

Because he did well this time, he was praised again by the chief editor.

Sun Zhaopeng finally got promoted and went up one level to become a team leader.

This made his career path ahead even smoother.

He believed more than ever that Fang Hao was his lucky star.

He became even more determined to monitor Fang Hao's live broadcasts constantly, so he could get firsthand news materials.

Fang Hao probably never imagined that just by fishing, he was helping someone else get promoted and receive a raise.

But this fishing of his... had now sparked heated discussions across the entire internet, attracting widespread attention.

Not only had he become famous in Binjiang, but his popularity online was surprisingly high.

The news was almost exploding.

After he became a hit in Binjiang, he received a lot of messages.

Greetings from friends, fellow anglers, as well as some fans, and greetings from some relatives and friends...

In short, the messages were non-stop.

If he hadn't put his phone on silent, his head would have exploded from the noise.

Fang Hao was also headache-ridden from all these messages.

He didn't reply to all of them.

He only selected some to respond to.

Some meaningless content, he simply didn't bother replying to.

Otherwise, if he had to reply to everything, when would it end?

This incident also made Fang Hao realize.

He might need to lay low for a while.

Now that he was so popular in Binjiang, with everyone's eyes on him.

If he went fishing now, he would surely attract a crowd of onlookers, and it might even get noisy, which would probably... make it impossible to fish.

No good.

It looked like he needed to lay low elsewhere for a while, hiding out in another place.

Fang Hao was even feeling an impulse to 'run away' at this point.

Of course, this wasn't because he was in trouble, but rather he decided to find a quieter place, where fewer people paid attention to him, to fish.

Like now, if he went out to fish, it would probably take only a few minutes before people surrounded him.

How would he fish with that going on?

Too many people, too noisy an environment, even the fish would be scared off, so how could he fish?

Fang Hao had his reasons for thinking this way.

But where to go next.

He hadn't decided yet.

He still wanted to fish, so he definitely planned to bring his fishing gear, maybe driving his own car for a road trip while fishing.

That seemed like a decent choice.

At most, he'd invite a buddy along, and it wouldn't be so bad for the two of them to set off together.

At least there would be someone to talk to on the road, which would be less lonely.

The idea in Fang Hao's mind grew stronger.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

There was still one thing he needed to do right now.

That was... opening Treasure Chests!

He still had two Diamond Treasure Chests in his possession that hadn't been opened.

Now he finally had time to see what good things were inside.

Might as well open both Treasure Chests at once.

He had experience in this.

Last time he also opened two Platinum Treasure Boxes together.

But this time, it was two Diamond Treasure Chests.

The level was even higher.

"Would you like to open the Treasure Chest now?"

The system's inquiry sounded.

"Yes."

Fang Hao didn't hesitate, looking forward to the rewards from opening the chests.

Two Diamond Treasure Chests, he wondered what kind of good things they would bring.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Ship Driving Skill!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a custom-made sea fishing net pole."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining..."