The middle-aged man sneered coldly and swung his right arm.
His right arm rotated like a windmill, then suddenly flung forward.
Under centrifugal force, the man's arm continuously extended forward, stretching longer and longer until it transformed into a thin fishing rod.
The flesh-and-blood fishing line caught up with Liu Zheng, and the finger-bone hook pierced through his spine.
Liu Zheng was horrified and struggled desperately to break free.
But the fishing line, thin as a strand of hair, was exceptionally tough and couldn't be broken.
He immediately used his front hooves to grip the boning knife and chopped down at the fishing line.
However, the boning knife that had repeatedly proven effective was completely unable to budge the fishing line this time.
"Run, why aren't you running now?"
The middle-aged man said disdainfully.
He felt this dialogue sounded somewhat familiar.
"Speak, who sent you to steal fish?"
The middle-aged man demanded loudly.
Hearing this, Liu Zheng stopped his motion of reaching for the chew stick.
Interrogation was good—interrogation meant communication was possible.
"I'm an employee of the Bloody Restaurant. Executive Chef Napoleon sent me to catch the Megamouth Whale. I didn't know this fish was raised by you, my apologies."
He said, mixing truth with lies.
"So it really is that plague chicken."
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, apparently having anticipated Liu Zheng's response.
"Didn't it tell you not to fish in this area? Does it want to tear up the treaty and go to war with me again?"
"Napoleon didn't say anything. And I didn't come here intentionally—I was thrown down by Ghost Hand."
"He's the restaurant's meal prep worker."
He described Ghost Hand's appearance.
The middle-aged man paused for a moment, carefully examining Liu Zheng a few times.
"What's your relationship with it?"
"I bought it drinks a few times."
As for the matter of the legendary deliveryman's skeleton and the Chaos Club gold card, he didn't mention a word.
"Hmph, since you genuinely didn't know, I can spare you this once. Moreover, you can take this fish with you."
The middle-aged man said after thinking for a moment.
"How did you know there was a 'but'?"
"Everyone around here is —I'm used to it by now."
These eerie residents never let themselves be shortchanged—if they give you three points, they'll take back seven.
Except for the plane tree type.
But that was also because beverages had scarcity value for it and could provide additional emotional value.
"Quite the clever one. Since you're smart, I won't waste words."
"I want you to date my daughter."
The middle-aged man said.
His expression turned to o.0?
He thought the middle-aged man would ask him to help raise fish or find fish or something.
"Alright, Fisherman sir. You might not believe this, but I've actually never pursued girls before."
Liu Zheng said euphemistically.
Because he was always the one being pursued.
With his decent looks, martial artist's physique, and somewhat melancholic temperament, he was quite popular with women.
Though it was always limited to dating.
The women Liu Zheng found appealing weren't foolish—they didn't treat dating and marriage as the same thing.
"Then you can go feed the fish."
The fisherman said, about to throw him into the river.
"Wait, with my current ferocious appearance, your daughter definitely wouldn't be interested anyway."
Liu Zheng said helplessly.
"My daughter isn't some shallow woman who only cares about appearance."
The fisherman said proudly.
"Then what does she care about?"
The fisherman shook his head.
He looked up at the sky.
"Figuring out her preferences is your job. Just tell me whether you agree or not?"
The fisherman said somewhat impatiently.
"Why are you so determined to have me date your daughter?"
"Because I hate that blond guy who rides the ghost bike!"
The fisherman said loudly.
"Just thinking about the day his ghost bike might park by my fishpond makes me want to turn myself into fish bait!"
"Uh, calm down, it hasn't happened yet."
Liu Zheng boldly patted his shoulder.
"It's about to happen! That kid went to pick her up from work yesterday!"
"If he dares to pick her up from work now, what he'll dare to do in the future—I don't even want to think about it."
The fisherman covered his face with his hand.
"Alright, I'll agree to help you date your daughter."
"That's more like it."
The fisherman released him.
"But I can't guarantee I'll succeed."
"Then you can help me get rid of that blond guy."
The fisherman said viciously.
"Should I just go eliminate him directly then?"
Compared to dating, he was more skilled at killing.
"What do you mean? Do you look down on my daughter that much?"
The fisherman said in a threatening tone.
"Of course not. Looking at your dignified appearance, your daughter must be equally... vivid."
Liu Zheng quickly explained.
"That's for sure. My daughter has looked like me since she was little."
The fisherman said proudly.
"Then nothing! I don't care, you must date my daughter."
When you're under the fishing rod, you have to bow your head.
"Don't worry, I won't make you do it for free. If you can successfully date my daughter, I'll give you this fish."
The fisherman cast his line and pulled a pure black fish from the sewage river.
"Effect: After consumption, player's luck value drops to 0 points for 24 hours. After 24 hours, player's luck value increases to maximum for 1 minute."
"Note: Be an unlucky person for a lifetime, or be lucky for one minute."
"Can be taken out of dungeon: No"
Damn, luck directly dropping to 0—wouldn't that mean even sneezing could cause a cerebral hemorrhage?
Dare not eat, dare not eat.
Liu Zheng was about to ask if he could change the reward when he suddenly remembered something.
"System, is this luck drop to 0 points a constant value or a fixed value?"
He asked in his mind.
Liu Zheng felt ecstatic.
Bullhorse had that Lucky Joker card.
As long as he used the Lucky Joker card after eating the Black Koi, he could raise his luck value to positive.
Although he'd probably still be unlucky, it shouldn't be fatal.
As long as he could overcome this biggest drawback, the potential effects of this conceptual ability were almost limitless.
For example, he could go to the casino again and win millions this time, directly booking a room at the Bloody Restaurant.
Or he could go through that trash can again—maybe he'd find even more amazing items.
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"You're definitely smarter than that blond guy. Take it."
The fisherman threw the Black Koi to him.
"Aren't you afraid I'll take the item and run?"
He asked, somewhat surprised.
"If I were afraid you'd run, I wouldn't have let you go."
The fisherman sneered coldly.
"If you dare take payment without delivering, someone will help me deal with you."
Anyway, Liu Zheng didn't plan to renege.
Cooperating with these eerie residents was always like making deals with tigers, but not cooperating meant directly being devoured by the tiger.
"Tell me about your daughter."
He put away the Black Koi and asked.