I Just Want to Fish in Peace

Chapter 1: Walking five kilometers in twenty minutes 🤭 resulted in immediate poisoning.

Brothers, remember, when you open a novel, first look at the table of contents. If you see words like "high-tech," "black technology," "live streaming," or "internet celebrity," just run away.

Looking at the table of contents, the list is too large. Are there any smaller, more targeted posts?

Brother, remember this: if you see chapter titles like "King of Eagles" followed by a chapter about a gyrfalcon in the table of contents, or something like "Big Yellow Croaker Part 1, Big Yellow Croaker Part 2," don't bother reading it. It's 100% nonsense. Instead of getting some kind of explanation, just Google it.

He's either fishing, or on his way to fish. And you call that extraordinary? It's not even as good as "Fishing Through the Heavens."

All I wanted to do was fish. I tolerated the first hacker, but then came all these gene-altering drugs, all-powerful driving abilities, top-tier composers, and artificial intelligence—what were they? Were they just water in their brains?

You haven't had a woman in this other world for 100 years, you're the last eunuch of your time. That's amazing, I doubt you're even a man.

This even made it into the bestseller list? I can only say the author is very rich.

The protagonist's family secretly signed him up for a dating show.

It was a bit of a chronological account, and it felt too uneventful.