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Chapter 67

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It was New Year's Eve.

Countless players walked out of the Mansion of the Dead and headed to the Underworld Coast in Liuli District.

That was also the place where the event would begin.

As night fell, the coast was filled with ships and rafts of all sizes. There were even more people on the shore.

All the players were rubbing their fists and waiting for the event to begin. They were ready to sail to the sea and compete with each other.

Lu Wu, who was already well-prepared, began to take action. He condensed a giant clock above the sea.

[The event is about to begin. All players, please get ready. Players who leave the coast and enter the sea before the event begins will be disqualified!]

While the clock was counting down, countless colorful fireworks exploded above the entire coastline, illuminating the sky.

Then, the countdown bell rang.

Dong! Dong!

Ten … Nine … Eight … Seven …

One!

At the end of the countdown, the game notification rang again.

[The New Year's Day Event officially begins! The duration is six hours. All the fish caught within this time period will be rewarded with points. The Fishing Grand Prix officially begins!]

Looking at the sky full of fireworks, all the players cheered. Then, they set sail with their companions and advanced toward the direction of the bright moon hanging high above the sea.

Many players who didn't have a guild ship or ship started to follow with their small rafts.

This event greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the players, because this event didn't require the players to be strong, only how good their luck was.

However, since many players had seen Ba Mu's fishing videos, they basically acted in small groups. After all, it was difficult for one person to catch a spiritual fish of a higher grade alone. If there were more people, they could take care of each other.

As for the players who didn't have a Specter Ship or a raft, they surrounded the shore and fished. Although the probability of getting a spiritual fish was relatively low, it depended entirely on luck. Perhaps they could still get a generous reward by the shore.

The players' New Year's Day event not only attracted all the players, even the Wood Spirit Clan came out of curiosity.

When they saw the fireworks exploding in the sky and the cheers of the players, they smiled.

To them, this was some kind of celebration ceremony for the players. They joined in out of curiosity and watched the players fishing. They even enthusiastically set up a grilled fish stall by the shore and made a grilled fish feast for the players who were fishing for free.

After the first player caught a fish, the Guild Point Leaderboard appeared. All players could see the translucent Guild Point Panel hovering in the upper right corner of the screen, displaying their current ranking.

There was also an event chat box below the ranking template. It was an area where players could communicate with other participants.

About half an hour later, hundreds of guild-level Specter Warships sailed into the Void Ocean. After entering the area, they dispersed and chose a spot to start fishing.

Basically, the scoreboard was changing every second, and the rankings were constantly changing. At this stage, it was impossible to tell who was in first place.



At the edge of a cliff on the coastline, a bald man was holding a fishing rod in his right hand and a bottle of Wood Spirit Wine, which he had asked for from the Wood Spirit Race, in his left hand. From time to time, he would leisurely take a sip of the wine, and at the same time, he would stare at the water surface with bright eyes.

Shi Hu did not think that he would be able to get into the top few in the Fishing Grand Prix. He was a crude person and did not know how to fish. He was also clumsy when it came to fighting monsters. As for participating in the Grand Prix, it was purely because he thought it was fun.

Therefore, he did not choose to join a team. Instead, he found a remote cliff alone to look at the moon, enjoy the sea breeze, and fish.

As for what he would catch, Shi Hu was looking forward to it very much.

He was looking forward to sending the fish to the shore for his brothers from the Wood Spirit Race to make them into delicacies. It was not about the competition points.

In his opinion, he was just a salted fish. Ranking and rewards did not exist! What was important was to eat and drink well.

Shi Hu found an excuse for this salted fish mentality. He called himself a Life Player. Fighting and killing were too bloody. Living a carefree life was the taste of life.

Thinking of this, Shi Hu fished calmly while enjoying the sea breeze. He did not feel nervous at all like the other participants.

And he was quite lucky. In less than two hours, he had caught three fish, three sea turtles, and a big lobster.

Glancing at the fish basket, Shi Hu was ready to fish another one and send it to the Wood Spirit Race's barbecue stall.

Then, he swung his fishing rod and waited patiently again.

At that moment, he heard the sound of an in-game notification. At the same time, a line of red words appeared on the upper right corner of the board.

[Congratulations to player Sun Qi for fishing up a Razor Fang Fish (Sea Spirit Level). You have gained 500 points and are now ranked second!]

At the same time as the notification appeared, a picture appeared in the active chat box.

A little white dog was happily holding a fish that was even bigger than its body in its mouth. There was even a paragraph below.

"The dog is really lucky. He actually got a Spiritual Fish from the Sea. Hehe, the Myth Guild blesses him!"

Shi Hu calmly swept his gaze over them and continued to admire the moonlight.

[Congratulations to player Meng Shaochun for fishing up a Blood Spirit Fish (Sea Spirit Level). You have gained 500 points and your ranking has jumped to third place.]

Another notification appeared, causing Shi Hu to sigh. He looked at the sea and couldn't help but mutter.

"Endless European dogs, endless African tears. I curse you Europeans to be single forever!"

After saying this, Shi Hu felt the fishing rod tremble slightly. Realizing that the fish had taken the bait, he no longer distracted himself and began to pull the fishing rod.

Just as he thought, it was easy to lift the rod, so it was obvious that it wasn't anything good.

However, after lifting the fishing rod, Shi Hu was dumbfounded. What was this?

There was a strange fish with a dragon head and a fish tail hanging on the fishing hook. This stunned him for a while, and then the artifact analyzed it.

However, when he saw the attributes that were analyzed, Shi Hu's eyes widened. At the same time, a server announcement was released.

[Congratulations to player Shi Hu for fishing up a special fish, Ao Yu (Sea Spirit Level). You have gained 1,000 points and your ranking has jumped to first place!]

[Ao Yu (Sea Spirit Level)]:

According to legend, in ancient times, golden and silver carps wanted to jump over the dragon gate, fly into the clouds, and ascend to the sky to become dragons. However, the heavenly gate closed the moment they jumped over the dragon gate. They could only turn into a fish body with a dragon head, and they were called Ao Yu. The male Ao Yu had golden scales and gourd tails, while the female Ao Yu had silver scales and hibiscus tails. They roamed the sea and played all day long. This fish is a branch of the Ao Yu's descendants, and its bloodline is not pure.

(Note: This fish's bloodline is not pure. Although it is a special fish, it can be classified as a Sea Spirit Level. The conversion points are still the lowest for special, 1,000 points.)

Looking at the Ao Yu in his hand, Shi Hu fell into a daze.

He accidentally … became a Lucky King … Can I take back what I said just now …

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