On a rainy night, I caught a fish that should not have existed.
Unemployed, in debt, and recently dumped, Lin Mo went fishing one last time at an abandoned reservoir and hooked a 158-jin mutant leviathan with dark golden eyes. As he fought for his life, he became bound to the Myriad Worlds Fishing Grounds System.
From then on, I wasn’t fishing for fish. I was fishing for the future.
Starting at the haunted Black Dragon Pool, Lin Mo stocked fish, transformed the environment, and laid down the rules, turning the abandoned reservoir into an angler’s paradise. The wealthy paid fortunes for the thrill of battling leviathans, research institutes offered top dollar for rare fish, and visitors from other worlds traded treasures for a spot to fish.
And deep in the reservoir, that pair of dark golden eyes watched on without fail.
As various factions coveted these waters, the passageways between worlds quietly opened, and the “spiritual energy revival” swept across the globe, Lin Mo sat by the water with his fishing rod in hand, gazing at the fishing empire he had built from the ground up.
“Everyone follows the rules,” he said. “What I say goes here.”
This is an endless journey that begins at the water’s edge.
