The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

"That was way too fast."

"We hooked a detector so early; it looks like your record today is going to break twenty."

"Now... those detectors in the sea are in for it."

The viewers were also stunned by Fang Hao's speed—it had barely been no time at all since he started fishing and he'd already hooked a detector. That speed was truly exceptional.

It was just too fast.

This time, there was no foreplay; he got on it right away.

The efficiency was off the charts.

Fang Hao's catch of the detector quickly sparked astonishment among the netizens in the live-streaming room.

"Damn... I just entered the live stream and the host has already hooked a detector?"

Some viewers who had just tuned in were even more dumbfounded.

It was still early, and many people hadn't even gotten out of bed yet.

For today's youth, you tell them to stay up all night, and they will, no problem—but ask them to wake up early, and that's tough.

The morning time slot for live streaming is a bit off-peak, unlike the prime time in the evening.

The popularity in Fang Hao's live-streaming room wasn't very high yet, currently around eighteen million viewers, not yet reaching twenty million.

But even so, it was terrifying.

The stream had only been on for a few minutes, and the viewership was still rapidly rising.

Those who were up or who had seen Fang Hao streaming would join to watch.

To witness this explosive presence.

Many were speculating about how many detectors Fang Hao would catch today, as well as other things.

Captain Zhou was also amazed at Fang Hao's speed—it was too fast.

At this rate, who knew how many detectors would be hauled up today.

He was feeling a subtle excitement.

It seemed today was going to be big.

He was looking forward to the scene after the area was cleansed.

That would be a heavy blow to certain people!

Let them know that in our waters, they can't do as they please.

It seemed that the first detector Fang Hao caught was just a sign; within the next two hours, he had continuously hooked five more detectors.

"Damn it!"

"This is the sixth one!"

Everyone was stunned, literally petrified.

They knew Fang Hao would catch a good number of detectors today, but they didn't expect... the speed of him hooking the detectors would still scare them.

In just over two hours of fishing this morning, they had hooked a total of six detectors.

If the fishing went on for twenty hours, wouldn't they be able to catch fifty or sixty detectors?

Most of the hooked detectors were from Japan, with a few from the Eagles and South Korea.

Japan could hardly recall these detectors now, even if they wanted to.

Their recovery speed likely wasn't as fast as Fang Hao's fishing speed.

And the sheer number of them was just too much—more than one or two. Even if there were one or two per nautical mile, in such a vast area, there had to be at least a thousand.

That's not a small number.

You think Japan could recover all of these?

Deploying these detectors was not an overnight job but the result of many years of accumulation.

Had Fang Hao not been fishing on a Coast Guard Ship, surely they wouldn't feel threatened and would sneak in quietly, even going so far as to foul play against Fang Hao.

But now that he was fishing on a Coast Guard Ship, they were helpless.

They could only pray that Fang Hao's strange luck would pass soon, or hope that after catching some detectors, he would quickly return without continuing to fish.

If he kept on fishing... they really would be fished out.

They were in a panic.

If all were fished out, wouldn't their years of work be for naught?

As for the detectors from other nations that were caught, it wasn't too bad, as they hadn't placed many here.

The Eagles, for instance, had their focus primarily to the south.

So, in the Eastern Sea area, it was mainly Japan that was causing trouble.

Their ambition had always been great, which was the crux of the issue.

Online internationally, many people were now paying attention to these events.

Though they couldn't view the live stream, some would post about Fang Hao's streaming session on Twitter or share video screenshots on YouTube.

Therefore, quite a few on the international web were noticing.

"Oh my god, he's so amazing, to pull up so many in just one morning."

"I've been trying to fish like him for so long, but not only can I not catch fish, I can't get anything else either. How does he do it?"

Even more extreme, some international netizens tried to mimic Fang Hao's fishing methods, only to discover... they couldn't catch anything at all, leading to some frantic inquiries.

However, Fang Hao's fishing style indeed attracted a lot of attention.

International netizens love this kind of novel fishing method; it's truly captivating.

His following online internationally was growing more and more.

As for the netizens in Japan, there was a mix of voices—some liked him, and some cursed him.

...

As Fang Hao caught five or six detectors, the viewership in his live-streaming room gradually returned to over thirty million.

There were old fans and some new ones joining in.

A special angler like Fang Hao always attracted lots of viewers.

Many came out of curiosity, eager to see what this legendary angler looked like.