I was just a fishing guy with an enormous ego, fishing in an abandoned pond where people released animals, and somehow I got what was coming to me.
When I woke up, I had become the poorest fisherman in the Great Ming.
I thought reciting a few classical poems would make me a literary genius of the age. Instead, the county magistrate gave me twenty strokes of the cane.
No System, no magical treasures. All I had was my modern fishing knowledge.
With modern fishing techniques, I hauled in catch after catch and dominated the scene, infuriating fellow anglers and driving fortune-tellers up the wall...
I’m going to get rich with my fishing skills. I’ll catch not only big fish, but beautiful women too, along with countless powerful enemies...
Step on one claw as usual.