Chapter 56 Start the Pot, Heat the Oil

He could distinctly feel the sensation of a living creature struggling at the other end of the fishing rod.

It couldn't be wrong.

The target was moving.

What he had hooked wasn't something dead.

The struggle wasn't particularly strong; from the force of it, the fish was likely only about half a pound to a pound.

This was a breakthrough from zero to one.

It was different.

Fang Hao suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Careful, careful, it wasn't easy to finally hook a fish, he couldn't let it get away now.

"This time it's definitely a fish, I can feel it moving," Fang Hao was sure of his judgment.

"Damn it."

"The host is about to land a fish."

"No way? Could the host have gotten it wrong?"

"That shouldn't be the case, it's possible that he really has a fish this time."

Everyone cared more than anyone else.