Global catastrophe, Skynet system comes.
While everyone else was frantically scrolling up to upgrade their abilities, Chen He silently took out his fishing rod.
Catching a mutant fish king for dinner? Routine operation!
Fishing for treasures from shipwrecks to build a spaceship? Don't do anything basic!
Can fishing for drifting bottles predict natural disasters? Sit down, sit down!
Until the SSS-level insect swarm flooded the safe zone, the players were desperate and waiting to die——
He swung the hook and pierced the insect queen's eyebrows: "Don't worry, let it flapping for a while."
Later, Chen He pulled up the blood-stained mask from the turbid water and anchored the distorted data from the void...
Is the system afraid? Is the ancient god a bait? Is the ultimate truth biting the hook?
Sit tight, what you are fishing with this pole is the law of the heavens!
