Chapter 8

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Wang Jie arrived at the classroom door with two inspectors.

"Hey!"

The first thing Wang Jie did was not to check if Han Fei was okay, nor did he pay attention to the dark circles under Han Fei's eyes. He and his two subordinates looked at the mess on Han Fei's fishing boat, their faces full of shock.

"Hey... What happened?"

Han Fei: "Um... Teacher, I was sleeping well as the morning approached when the water suddenly became turbulent, and many fish started jumping onto the boat... Then I hid in the fish hold. When I came out, it was like this... These must have been caused by the tentacle shrimp."

Han Fei spoke innocently, which was evident from the dark circles under his eyes. He pointed to his eyes and said, "This is from being hit by a large yellow croaker."

Wang Jie frowned: "Was it a small fish tide? That shouldn't be the case!"

Wang Jie stared at Han Fei. If it was a small fish tide, hiding in the fish hold would have saved him?

Wang Jie couldn't come up with an answer for a moment. He silently noted that the fishing grounds were not peaceful recently and that he needed to inform everyone to be more careful.

After a while, Wang Jie circled around: "There's even a knife fish here. But why are there so few fish in the fish hold?"

Han Fei: "Master Fisher, a few fish holds were already closed, so the fish that jumped in by themselves were a bit fewer."

One of the people behind Wang Jie said enviously: "That's not few. Dozens of fish, including a knife fish and a blue armor fish, are enough for you to pay two months of fish tax."

Han Fei chuckled: "Master Fisher, I suspect there's a snake eel in here, so I closed the lid and didn't dare to look."

"Snake eel?"

The two people behind Wang Jie exclaimed in surprise. If it was a snake eel, that would be a good catch. Was this kid so lucky? Encountering a small fish tide? Even a snake eel jumped onto the boat by itself?

Wang Jie widened his eyes and quickly said: "You all step back."

Han Fei hurriedly hid behind the group. If that thing came out, it would likely kill these few people first.

Wang Jie walked to the fish hold and lifted the lid with his foot.

In an instant, a black shadow darted out. Wang Jie shouted and a faint light flashed from his hand, grabbing out like lightning.

The snake eel changed direction in mid-air and lunged at Wang Jie's chest, its mouth full of teeth wide open, which made Han Fei shudder.

"Bang..."

An invisible barrier appeared in front of Wang Jie, blocking the charging snake eel.

"Slap..."

Wang Jie's glowing hand slapped down hard.

The snake eel was slapped onto the deck but still had strength left and tried to escape. Wang Jie then swiftly pulled out his fishing rod and hooked it back with a flick.

Another slap, and the snake eel was finally knocked unconscious.

Han Fei was dumbfounded. A fish, so fierce? It took the Master Fisher several tries to subdue it?

Wang Jie glanced over: "Not bad, Han Fei. This snake eel is very dangerous. If you don't need it, would you sell it to me?"

Han Fei's eyes twinkled: "Since the teacher wants it, I'll give it to you. Consider it a gift from me."

Wang Jie, who rarely smiled, said: "Let's be clear. This is a medium-grade pearl, which is roughly worth a snake eel..."

Han Fei couldn't say he wasn't tempted by the medium-grade pearl. One medium-grade pearl was equivalent to 100 low-grade pearls, or 10,000 sea coins. But could he dare to take a medium-grade pearl? He might be extorted within a couple of days.

So Han Fei waved his hands: "Teacher, since the snake eel jumped onto the boat by itself and I couldn't catch it, it's better to give it to you. Of course, if the teacher feels bad about it, my fishing rod was destroyed last night. Could you give me a new one?"

The two inspectors couldn't believe their ears. What? A medium-grade pearl, and you're giving it up?

Wang Jie was also surprised. A 12-year-old kid, and he knew this kid was very poor. Yet, he could resist the temptation of a medium-grade pearl. If he had better talent... Sigh...

Actually, even if Han Fei didn't say this, Wang Jie would have suggested it. A fishing rod and a self-defense weapon were far more useful than a medium-grade pearl. Otherwise, a person without a crime might be accused of having a crime, and he might not be able to protect the medium-grade pearl.

Wang Jie nodded: "That's fine. Although it wasn't by your own ability, this time it counts as completing your fish tax. Go back! Remember, this is a lesson. In the future, you need to practice hard and hone your fishing skills."

Han Fei: "Yes, teacher."

Wang Jie infused a bit of spiritual energy into the fishing boat and said to one of his subordinates: "Song Fei, you'll have to work a bit harder. Send him back!"

This was a bit of consideration. If Han Fei had taken the medium-grade pearl, he wouldn't have received such care. Whether Han Fei would be cheated at the air port would then be none of his business.

The fishing boat ascended, and Han Fei glanced at the inspector beside him, who was looking at the severed knife fish.

Han Fei's eyes twinkled: "Sir, may I ask your name?"

The inspector coldly replied: "Song Fei."

Han Fei: "Brother Song, this knife fish was cut by the tentacle shrimp. I couldn't deal with it. I see Brother Song seems to like it. How about I give it to you?"

"Hmm?"

Song Fei was surprised. Just one trip, and he got a knife fish?

Although the knife fish wasn't a particularly valuable fish, it was quite rare, especially its sharp blade-like spine, which could be made into a dagger that could cut through almost anything except for the big meat ghost in the ordinary fishing grounds.

Song Fei: "You're giving it to me?"

Han Fei: "If Brother Song likes it, that's fine. It jumped onto the boat by itself, and I couldn't catch it anyway."

Song Fei was very tempted. He thought he shouldn't be too picky, after all, a free knife fish was a free knife fish.

Song Fei: "Wow! You're quite a clever little guy. Alright, I'll take the knife fish. When we get to the air port, I'll make sure no one cheats you on your fish."

Han Fei: "Thank you, Brother Song!"

After saying that, Han Fei started cleaning up, jumping into the fish hold where the snake eel had been.

Song Fei: "What are you doing?"

Han Fei grinned: "Brother, the fishing boat is a mess, especially this fish hold. It's full of fish meat fragments because the snake eel was here. I'm just cleaning it up!"

Song Fei shook his head speechlessly: "The meat is all in pieces. No one will want it. Just drain the blood from the side, and they'll clean it up at the air port."

Han Fei nodded but thought the fragments were still spiritual energy, and he might as well take them. However, Song Fei didn't know that the spiritual energy in the murky water in the fish hold was rapidly disappearing.

After several minutes, Han Fei cleaned the surface of the fishing boat.

Song Fei: "You're quite diligent, but your cultivation is too low. After you sell these fish, buy a bottle of Fish Head Body Strengthening Liquid. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to pass the fishing trial."

"Ah, got it!"

Han Fei responded absentmindedly. He was frustrated. The fragments weren't worth much. All the fish fragments together were only worth 142 points of spiritual energy.

...

The female registrar saw Han Fei return and didn't even blink, asking coldly: "You survived, which is not bad. Hey... so many fish?"

Song Fei: "Xiao Qin, this kid was lucky. He encountered a small fish tide and hid in the fish hold, so he survived. This is a big harvest."

The female registrar smiled slightly: "Alright, I'll take 300 pounds of fish tax. You can handle the rest yourself."

Han Fei's heart was bleeding. 300 pounds of large yellow croakers! That's money!

Song Fei: "Don't be heartbroken. Look at what you have left. At least you have over 2,000 pounds, plus a knife. Be content! This already matches what others work for half a month."

Han Fei: "Brother Song, I'm not heartbroken! I'm afraid Sister Qin will blame me for dirtying the fishing boat."

Upon hearing this, the female registrar and Song Fei were speechless. The two were very speechless. Could you say such shameless things so easily?

No matter how shameless the words were, the purpose of flattery was to make the other person not angry even if they knew you were flattering them. Not to gain favor, but to avoid making them dislike you.

When the fishing boat finally stopped, people rushed over.

Most of them greeted Song Fei and then asked: "Kid, wow, so many large yellow croakers. I'll take them all. 20 sea coins each."

Someone immediately said: "Kid, don't listen to that skinny guy. I'll give you 30 sea coins each, guaranteed profit."

Someone pulled the blue armor fish: "Kid, I want the blue armor fish. 10 low-grade pearls each."

Someone pointed to the small white fish: "I'll take all the small white fish. 12 sea coins each..."

Someone saw the knife fish skeleton and quickly said: "Kid, I want that knife. I'll give you 30 low-grade pearls."