Fisherman Catches a Big Fish

The program running in the background of his phone at the time was that improper PM game. After he transmigrated, the phone inexplicably merged with him.

It became a proficiency panel that could display Pokémon data. It only displayed data and couldn't speak. Only he could see this proficiency panel.

This memory was somewhat unbearable to recall, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. He returned to the lure.

Although he didn't have a lure, it wasn't a problem for him. He reeled in the fishing line, removed the small grass from the hook, and replaced it with a flat leaf.

He trimmed the leaf into the shape of a small fish, attached it to the hook, and then cast the bait into the water again.

He wanted to use that leaf lure to attract carnivorous fish by making it look real. It was a long shot, but if it worked, great. If not, he'd think of something else.

To make the leaf truly look like a swimming fish, he even moved the fishing sinker to the front of the lure.

When the sinker sank, the leaf looked like it was swimming. When he reeled in the rod, the leaf also seemed to be swimming.

This back and forth motion made it look like a small fish chasing food near the sinker. It should attract carnivorous fish. He wasn't very sure.

However, he cast the lure five or six times without any bites. He sighed helplessly, realizing it had probably failed again.

Buzz--

Just as he cast the lure for the seventh time, not holding out much hope, the slack fishing line suddenly went taut.

Even the tip of the hand rod bent to a 180-degree angle. He immediately stood up excitedly, gripped the rod tightly with both hands, and quickly straightened it. He didn't dare pull too hard, for fear of snapping the line.

Straightening the rod was to utilize the full flexibility of the rod to maintain control in the struggle between man and fish.

He absolutely couldn't rush at this moment. He had to maintain his balance, take a deep breath to steady his heartbeat, and keep his breathing even. If his breathing became chaotic, he would be at a disadvantage in this struggle.

He had to stay calm and not panic. If the fish darted left and right, he didn't need to do anything but hold steady.

If the fish tried to escape into the sea, he had to reel it back. If he couldn't reel it back, there was a high probability of it getting off the hook, and he might even be dragged into the water, rendering his feet unable to gain leverage.

In the end, he could only cut the line and accept fate. Cutting the line meant the fishing line broke, a term used by anglers for a broken line, though the term varied in different regions.

Among various types of fishing rods, hand rods were the easiest to break the line, as they were too short.

The total length of a hand rod and fishing line was only a little over ten meters. In sea fishing, this was considered a very short rod, only suitable for fishing from the shore, lacking the maneuvering space of a sea rod.

Judging by the force transmitted through the hand rod, this was likely a big fish. He couldn't blindly reel it in but had to play it.

Before playing the fish, he tried to take two steps back, wanting to leave some space to maneuver so as not to be dragged into the water by the big fish.

But as soon as he stepped back, the fishing line tightened again and buzzed. It was the vibration caused by the taut line constantly rubbing against the water.

Fearing that this big fish would get away, he dared not retreat further. Instead, he held the rod upright and remained still, letting the big fish in the sea struggle using the elasticity of the rod tip.

No matter how the big fish in the sea struggled, as long as he held the rod upright and steady, using the elasticity of the rod tip, he could wear down the big fish in the sea.

When the big fish in the sea got tired from struggling, it would be his turn to exert force. He wouldn't let the big fish in the sea rest. It was a battle of who ran out of energy first.

When he felt the force from the hand rod lessen, he quickly retreated, tightening the fishing line again, giving the big fish below a sense of urgency. Resting was impossible.

Feeling the pressure from his side, the flesh around the big fish's mouth was pulled by the hook. In pain, the big fish struggled fiercely again.

This was exactly what Yu Hai wanted. He just hoped the other party would struggle; as long as it struggled, that was good.

When the big fish in the sea got tired from struggling, he retreated again, putting pressure on the big fish in the sea.

Then, the big fish in the sea struggled again until it was exhausted.

This time, the amplitude of the struggle was much smaller, and its stamina decreased. It wasn't as fierce as the first time.

Next, Yu Hai applied pressure to the big fish in the sea for the fourth time, and the big fish in the sea struggled desperately again.

But this time, it didn't even last a minute before the big fish in the sea weakened. He took the opportunity to retreat several steps, finally pulling the big fish in the sea out of the water.

The tug-of-war with this fish was nearing its end. Whether it was success or failure depended on who could remain calm.

Even the listless Poliwag became focused when it saw the big fish on the surface of the sea, fearing that Yu Hai would slip and let the big fish escape.

"Yoyo, yoyo..."

"Don't go, don't interfere with me. Wait on the shore for my command," Yu Hai shouted loudly when he saw Poliwag wanting to rush into the sea, stopping it from going into the water.

If Poliwag went into the sea, it would be an unpredictable variable that he couldn't control.

As long as Poliwag didn't go into the sea, everything was within his control. With victory in sight, he couldn't let Poliwag disrupt his plan.

He hoped Poliwag could understand; they were truly starving.

"Yoyo? Yoyo!" Poliwag didn't understand what this human was saying, but seeing that this human was sweating profusely and panting, it also stopped itself.

He definitely didn't want it to go into the sea, so it wouldn't go into the sea and would wait on the shore. It chose to trust this human, Yu Hai.

Seeing Poliwag's movement to enter the sea being stopped, Yu Hai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He applied pressure to the big fish on the surface of the sea again. Success or failure hinged on this moment.

This would also be the final struggle between man and fish.

If he failed, the fish would regain its freedom, and both he and Poliwag would go hungry.

If he succeeded, they wouldn't go hungry, and it would be the fish's nightmare.

This would also be the fish's final struggle. He also saw what kind of fish he had caught this time.

Sharp-toothed Fish. Official height: 0.8 meters, weight: 20.8 kilograms.

Judging by the data, it was undoubtedly a big fish.

Splat, splat, splat--

After being pulled onto the surface, the Sharp-toothed Fish saw a human fishing for it. Rage surged, its eyes blazed, and it began to struggle desperately again, its tail slapping the sea's surface repeatedly, trying to intimidate Yu Hai.

It wouldn't let a human catch it; wasn't that looking down on it?

It, a mighty ruler of the sea, an apex predator, usually hunted others for food. How could it possibly become someone else's meal?

This time, the Sharp-toothed Fish's struggle was exceptionally violent. Yu Hai felt his arms go numb, almost losing all sensation, as if his arms no longer belonged to him. He couldn't feel them at all.

But he persevered. The potential of the human body in desperate situations is infinite. In this final contest with the Sharp-toothed Fish, he pushed his body to its absolute limit...

I see some readers are debating whether it's a body transmigration or soul transmigration. Actually, physical abilities will improve gradually.

There are also some readers debating that if it's body transmigration, then interspecies breeding and hatching eggs would be impossible.

I'm beyond speechless. To think of such dark and twisted things... The protagonist only eats monsters, so it shouldn't be a deal-breaker, right?

The reason humans became the dominant species on this planet is precisely because of intelligence, something everyone overlooks. And humans' ability to reproduce is truly remarkable.

If there were stats and skills, it would be like Marvel's mutants. They only grow muscles, not brains, so they wouldn't know how to lie low, infiltrate, and develop stealthily. Turning all natural humans into mutants, most would have a voice.