Zhang Feng was completely restless.
What kind of solution, what kind of improvent in fishing skills.
None of this is reliable, sothing different is needed, sothing that works imdiately.
So.
Zhang Feng distanced himself from them and went to a quiet place.
Then he kept an eye on his surroundings and lowered his head, covering his hat.
’He looks like a novice...’ So of the fishern saw Zhang Feng leave, knowing that this novice was discouraged by these ’high-level players’.
This is very normal.
They used to run off plenty of people and were not afraid to offend anyone.
Because many of them are big figures within official and institutional circles, now disguised, here to relax.
And when Xiaoli and the others saw Zhang Feng leave, covering his hat, although curious, they didn’t say anything.
Because they had agreed not to cheat with Spiritual Qi and Powerful Qi or anything.
They also knew that since Zhang Feng ntioned these rules, he would surely adhere to them.
But just twenty seconds later.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, dozens of superconductor fighter jets flew across the sky.
In a flash, they passed by, too fast for anyone to react.
And this powerful spiral airflow not only stirred up ripples on the lake surface but also blew the hats off Master Wang and so big shots.
In an instant, the fishern here, upon seeing the faces of so people, were stunned by these big shots, then exclaid and tossed their fishing rods aside to gather around.
"Are you President Wang? I’m the owner of the No.19 Martial Arts School in Lin Province? My surna is..."
"Dean Wu? Why are you here?"
"Wow, so many celebrities?"
"Headmaster, you’re here too..."
As the hats ca off, many people recognized Master Wang and the others.
Master Wang also recognized a few celebrities.
Including the other passing fishern, when they saw so many big shots here, how could they sit still at this ti?
They also began to greet them.
This turned a ’everyone secretly competing’ event into an unprecedented eting and dialogue gathering of officials, institutions, and civilians.
So, they started chatting, and fishing beca impossible.
And so people looked at Zhang Feng in the distant corner with surprise.
This novice is impressive, not only lacking skill but surrounded by so many big shots, yet still pretending to be aloof?
They really wanted to say, who do you think you are? Are you so big top figure?
Facing the occasional gazes of the crowd.
Zhang Feng leisurely fished in the corner, completely ignoring them.
Until an hour later, when everyone was still engrossed in their conversations.
Zhang Feng noticed that the suspicious individuals had been taken away, and his fish basket was fuller than anyone else’s.
The next second, he removed his hat and stood up from the grass.
Zhang Feng approached the pond, ’swoosh’ lifted a fish basket half as tall as a person, smiling at the people who looked over now, and those gradually blank expressions.
When they saw that this novice was actually the legendary ’mythical figure’.
Their hearts were a whirlwind of indescribable emotions.
Zhang Feng then shook the fish basket and warmly addressed the silent crowd:
"My skills have declined, only caught over two hundred pounds.
Folks, how much have all of you caught?
I see that the one who previously boasted the most, from so global organization, seems to have only caught one hundred and twenty pounds, you need to work harder.
Don’t be distracted by external things and matters, a calm heart is the basic experience of fishing."
...
Three hours later.
On a plane returning to the Extraordinary Holand.
Master Wang and the others looked at their shallow fish baskets, and then at Zhang Feng’s nurous fish.
This feeling was complex.
"Master Zhang, you cheated," Master Wang said seriously, representing Xiaoli and the others, about this matter.
"Cheat?" Zhang Feng casually replied, "Grasping monts and weather is actually part of fishing experience.
Like when the base’s planes are about to arrive, calculating with pressure and wind speed, the airflow they bring is no less than a big wind.
Then, when a big wind is about to blow, covering your hat is certainly a normal fishing behavior."
Zhang Feng said this while lifting the fish basket, sharing so fish with his speechless friends,
"There are many ways to learn fishing, if you’re interested, considering we’re all friends, I can teach you selflessly."
...
In the evening, stead fish, braised fish, fish fillet and over a dozen dishes.
All made from fish.
After finishing the al.
Zhang Feng was in a great mood, and amidst this ridiculous relaxation and nonsensical fishing event, his Divinity Transformation increased by 2%.
Was it because he was too relaxed? Or is it because he can joke?
But he used to be able to joke too.
Only upon thinking carefully, never seed as ’uninhibited’ as today.
Naturally, it’s considered an unintended success, from dealing with the wandering gang to stumbling upon a fishing event.
Such coincidences are not ticulously planned.
This absurd relaxation enlightennt.
Is also hard-won.
If you gain even one, it’s worth it.
Later, after cleaning up, headed downstairs.
Zhang Feng called his friends for a jog and returned to the data center to check specific information about the wandering gang.
The outco was as Zhang Feng expected.
There was a world-class neuroscience genius among them.
He also had intentions to join the data center, especially since he had aid for this for a long ti.
The reason for not joining before was that he didn’t have an ’technological project’ to showcase.
So he hid away, hoping to research sothing ’remarkably impressive’.
Such thinking is understandable to Zhang Feng.
Old thoughts from old tis, striving quietly, then surprising everyone.
But in such a hive-like big computing era.
Zhang Feng feels it’s unnecessary.
...
Also unconsciously, with another retreat.
On the last day of the tenth year.
Zhang Feng welcod the next world, the eighth-level world.
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