Chapter 111: Magikarp? Gyarados!

As for the performance of this young man, a few of the veteran anglers expressed that participation was what truly mattered.

Time slowly passed, and the sunlight gradually grew more intense.

Speaking of which, the weather in the Kanto region was considered the best it could be described as spring all year round.

Even in summer or winter, the temperature didn't fluctuate much, unlike some areas that had clearly defined seasons.

More and more people started to gather around.

Next to the fishing spot, a referee pressed down on his earpiece, seemingly communicating with someone, and then glanced at the time.

"The Lake Ray Fishing Tournament... officially begins!"

Everyone simultaneously cast their fishing rods, and a series of Poké Ball-shaped floats landed on the water's surface.

Every now and then, a Magikarp would leap out of the lake.

As for the height of the jumps, they generally didn't exceed two meters pitifully weak.

Researchers still couldn't understand the meaning behind Magikarp's jumping. It just kept leaping aimlessly, seemingly without reason.

Magikarp, as a species, was the weakest and most pathetic Pokémon in the world. Even in water, it could be swept away by slightly faster currents.

However, its vitality was abnormally tenacious. It might very well be the most numerous Pokémon species on Earth. Anywhere there was water, one could find Magikarp.

Because its body was made almost entirely of bone, with hardly any flesh, aside from a few bird Pokémon occasionally preying on it, there were basically no predators that saw Magikarp as a viable food source. In many areas, they had become an invasive nuisance.

Using them as the measuring standard for a fishing competition was precisely for this reason.

Even the most devout Pokémon rights advocate wouldn't feel any compassion for Magikarp. It was essentially the Pokémon equivalent of the common carp.

As he pondered, Silas noticed that the float on his fishing rod was starting to tremble slightly.

He lifted it only to reveal a pitifully small Magikarp, estimated to be around 0.5 meters long.

Shaking his head helplessly, he released it back into the lake.

Others nearby had also begun reeling in different Magikarp, but all of them were very small.

This was completely normal.

After all, even if Magikarp were incredibly dumb, the older ones would instinctively learn to avoid fishing lines after surviving long enough.

The ones biting now were simply newly hatched, inexperienced little fellows.

That's why the competition was given a three-hour window. Only after a long enough period would the older, larger Magikarp begin to bite out of hunger.

Fishing required an incredible amount of patience.

And by the end of the competition, it also tested one's physical endurance.

Because during those three hours, almost every moment there would be a Magikarp biting at the hook.

Pulling one or two up was fine, but as the number increased, many people would start to lose stamina. After all, even the smallest Magikarp weighed several kilograms. The heavier ones could easily go into double digits.

Everyone was quietly focused on fishing.

Suddenly—

"ROOOAAARRRR!!!"

A thunderous roar erupted from a lake in the distance.

Silas and the surrounding crowd instinctively turned their heads. What was happening?

A few of the veteran anglers, however, remained calm and continued fishing with serene expressions, smiling at the startled reactions.

"Everyone, please don't panic," one of the referees began explaining. "That's the roar of a Magikarp evolving into a Gyarados."

"Although the chance of a Magikarp evolving is quite low, the sheer number of them in our lake makes it inevitable. During every tournament, one or two such evolutions tend to happen."

"There's no threat to your safety. We have designated Trainers who are responsible for handling such situations."

Sure enough, the long, blue, serpent-like Gyarados in the distance let out a few roars before falling silent and vanishing from sight.

It had likely been swiftly subdued and captured by one of the on-call security Trainers.

The crowd quickly dismissed the event from their minds.

It seemed Lake Ray was indeed very experienced at managing these tournaments, and the older fishermen clearly saw such occurrences as routine.

An hour passed, and Silas let out a soft sigh.

So far, he had only caught one Magikarp measuring 1.2 meters in length. While this was significantly above average, it was still far from enough to earn a decent ranking.

Several other contestants had already captured Magikarp over 1.4 meters long.

The largest so far belonged to a man in his forties, and it was estimated to be a whopping 1.8 meters in length.

And this was just the result from one fishing spot. There were a total of 4×24 fishing points across the area. Compared to that, Silas's catch was barely worth mentioning.

It looked like he was destined for nothing more than a consolation prize.

"ROOOAAARRRR!!!"

Another loud cry echoed this time from Fishing Area No. 3, where Silas was stationed.

A massive Gyarados broke the surface in the center of the lake, roaring wildly as it thrashed about, sending waves crashing in every direction.

Security personnel who had been on standby nearby quickly rushed over and released their Fearow. Within moments, they subdued the Gyarados and captured it into a Poké Ball.

A flicker of doubt flashed across Silas's mind. Nearby, a few middle-aged men started chatting among themselves.

"Huh? Why are so many Magikarp evolving into Gyarados this time around? I remember in previous tournaments, after three hours, you'd be lucky to see one or two of them. But today, just in this area alone, we've already had three."

"Yeah, really strange. Magikarp shouldn't evolve that easily, right? I saw plenty show up at Fishing Areas 2 and 4 too. Who knows how many more there are over at Area 1."

"Maybe this batch of Magikarp just got lucky and happened to reach the right point in their growth so they're all evolving around the same time?"

Silas was growing increasingly uneasy. You couldn't explain this away as simple good fortune anymore.

Magikarp weren't supposed to evolve into Gyarados so easily. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few people willing to raise them.

And judging by what these older guys were saying, nothing like this had ever happened in previous competitions either.

Meanwhile, inside a dark room somewhere else…

"Doctor, the wave signal has already been deployed. So far, the results are looking good. A total of 15 Gyarados have evolved."

A man in black reported calmly to a glowing computer screen in front of him.

"Excellent. It seems the experiment is progressing in the right direction.

Increase the frequency of the signal. I want to see more results from the test over the next hour."

On the screen, a figure dressed in a white lab coat gave his orders.

"Yes, Doctor!" the black-clothed man responded respectfully.

"Report back to me in another hour with updates."

The screen dimmed.

The man in black immediately made another call. "The Doctor has ordered an increase in signal frequency."

"Roger that!"

On the other end, a technician swiftly began the adjustments. Silent waves of energy began to spread further.

"This is wrong very wrong!"

Silas's expression grew more serious.

Another hour had passed, and the frequency of Gyarados appearances had skyrocketed. Just in Fishing Area No. 3 alone, eight Gyarados had shown up by now. This was completely irrational.

The situation had escalated to the point where the fishing competition couldn't continue anymore. Every time a Gyarados surfaced, the waves it created disrupted the anglers' ability to fish.

The organizers responded quickly, and the referees were immediately instructed to issue a notice to all participants.

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