28: Four conditions for MVP

Strong Hand Cracks Skull: "No way, Brother Wo Zi, you're into this metaphysical stuff too?"

Intentional Punch unhesitatingly pulled out a cigarette and handed it over, then leaned in with a lighter.

Gao Xiaofan chuckled, bit the cigarette, tilted his head, and took a deep drag.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull: "Brother Quan, you actually believe this? Light one for me too, and I'll let you play the fish for a few minutes when I hook one on my next cast."

Intentional Punch: "Mind your own business. If you keep yapping, I'll kick you into the water, you little brat."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull was a bit indignant; after all, he was just a kid, so he stiffened his neck.

"Come on, let's make a bet. You in?"

Intentional Punch's eyes lit up. "Now that's more like it. A man should talk less trash. Tell me, what's the bet?"

Hearing the commotion, the people nearby also put down their rods and gathered around.

"We'll bet on the MVP. If it's you, you win; if not, you lose. How about it?"

After saying that, Strong Hand Cracks Skull couldn't help but chuckle as he glanced at the time on his phone screen. Currently, Li Yuer had the most catches, while the heaviest single fish was the Grass Carp he had just caught.

"It's three o'clock now. We'll stop at five. How about two hours?"

Intentional Punch raised an eyebrow. "Fine. What's the stakes?"

"If you lose, you just have to light a cigarette for me. If you win, it's up to you."

"Alright. If I win, you're coming with me tonight to dye your hair the same color as mine."

Hearing the stakes, Strong Hand Cracks Skull instinctively glanced at Intentional Punch's blonde hair and couldn't help but shudder, not daring to respond to that.

Several people gathered around, watching the drama and boasting.

Li Yuer: "That's too cruel, tsk tsk tsk."

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "It's alright, better than eating oligie."

Li Yuer: "..."

Zhang Dali looked left and right with a bewildered expression. "So what happened to the 'Crouching Dragon' and 'Young Phoenix' duo? Why are they at each other's throats?"

Intentional Punch urged impatiently, "Are we betting or not? You're not acting like a man at all. Coward."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull grit his teeth. Given the current situation, he would definitely win; there was no need to worry about a non-existent risk.

"Deal. But Brother Wo Zi isn't allowed to give him any special bait."

Gao Xiaofan was enjoying the drama when he realized he'd been dragged into it. He smiled, nodded, and looked at the people around him.

"Sure, no problem. Anyone else want in? I'm betting on Brother Quan to win. Who's with me?"

Li Yuer looked tempted. "What are the stakes?"

Hu Bu Shi Lang tugged at her and whispered, "You know how metaphysical Brother Fan has been lately."

Li Yuer immediately shut her mouth, losing any interest in participating.

He glanced at Dali and Hu Bu Shi Lang; neither of them seemed interested.

Gao Xiaofan turned back and lightly patted Intentional Punch's shoulder. In his mind, he set the target of the System's reward to Zhao Fu (Intentional Punch), then looked at Strong Hand Cracks Skull with a strange smile.

"Young man, I told you, don't set flags if you're not sure."

Hearing this, everyone had different expressions.

Li Yuer looked relieved. If Hu Bu Shi Lang hadn't reminded her, she would have lost again. If she had to dye her hair bright blonde, she'd be finished.

As for Dali and Hu Bu Shi Lang, they had \"as expected\" expressions. They stopped fishing and quickly brought over their fishing boxes.

Metaphysically, they believed Intentional Punch could win, but their logical minds told them the possibility was slim. So, they both sat behind Intentional Punch, watching curiously.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull's face soured as he felt a bad premonition.

Standing on the bank, Gao Xiaofan clearly saw Intentional Punch's float, which had been as steady as a mountain all afternoon, seem to twitch.

Intentional Punch saw it too and jerked the rod up. Then, everyone was stunned.

A White Striped Fish, pulled by Intentional Punch's violent jerk, traced a graceful arc in the sunlight and slammed onto the ground.

Intentional Punch: ???

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "Brother Quan seems to be using corn as bait. How did he catch a White Striped Fish? And it's surprisingly big."

Zhang Dali: "Hmm, looks like it weighs about half a tael. It looks like a small Blunt-snouted bream. How strange."

After a moment of daze, Strong Hand Cracks Skull clutched his stomach and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, catching a White Striped Fish with corn! Brother Wo Zi, you're not planning to have Brother Quan win by quantity, are you?"

Gao Xiaofan smiled and said nothing, continuing to smoke. He had absolute faith in the System's power; if it said MVP, it would be MVP.

After glaring at Strong Hand Cracks Skull, Intentional Punch looked at the plump kernels of corn on his double hooks with a bewildered expression.

Unable to figure it out, he cast his line again, sending the corn back into the water.

A few minutes later, the float moved again.

Intentional Punch's rod lift this time was still incredibly violent, much like his explosive temper.

A palm-sized Crucian Carp slammed onto the bank.

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "Crucian Carp eating corn does happen, but for one this small to take it... I don't get it."

Zhang Dali: "Have you noticed? The metaphysical stuff is already happening to Brother Quan."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but glance at the man standing behind Intentional Punch. This was so freaking metaphysical.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull was getting a little panicked now, but he forced himself to stay calm. It's fine, just a coincidence.

He took the baiting spoon from the basin again and threw a few kernels of corn into his fishing spot.

Just after baiting the spot, he heard the whistling sound of a rod being jerked again and instinctively looked over.

A half-jin Blunt-snouted bream traced another arc and, unsurprisingly, slammed onto the bank.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull's mouth twitched. He was terrified. Was he really going to have to dye his hair blonde?

While he was worrying, he suddenly noticed the float in front of him had vanished. He instinctively jerked the rod back with a powerful sweep.

"Whoosh, whoosh—" The sound of the line cutting through the air rang out. The rod instantly bent into a staggering curve and continued to bend further down.

He hurriedly jumped down, kneeling on the bank, his hands tightly gripping the rod, and then burst into loud laughter.

"Another Grass Carp! Brother Quan, I'm waiting for you to light my cigarette."

The rod slowly stabilized, and Strong Hand Cracks Skull stood up, pulling the rod to bring the fish to the surface.

Hu Bu Shi Lang and Zhang Dali couldn't help but stand up, watching the water ahead. "Looking at that struggle, it's definitely a Grass Carp."

Intentional Punch ignored him and continued to cast his line.

Perhaps because the struggling Grass Carp nearby had disturbed the surrounding water, this time the float settled slowly on the surface without the slightest movement.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull happily took the Grass Carp out of the Landing Net and measured it with a Portable Scale.

"17 jin! I played it for over ten minutes, and Brother Quan hasn't had any action. Hehehe, Brother Wo Zi's metaphysics isn't working anymore."

Intentional Punch ignored him, keeping his eyes glued to the float in front of him.

Gao Xiaofan smiled and looked at the happy Strong Hand Cracks Skull next to him.

"An MVP must live up to the name. Heaviest single catch, heaviest total catch, and highest number of catches. These three haven't been met yet, but one has already been satisfied."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull looked bewildered.

Hu Bu Shi Lang, who was helping to net the fish, put down the Landing Net and said softly.

"It's the highest number of fish species."