My Stats Are Higher Than Yours, I Have More Mechanics Than You-What Gives You the Right to Shout at Me?

"Move aside, old man!"

Fang Mo yanked Joseph to the side, then summoned his Stand-in Steve. "...Leave it to a professional!"

A humanoid creature nearly two meters tall, its entire body made of sharp angles, appeared out of thin air. The items in its hands began switching continuously—first a pickaxe, a water bucket, potions, Obsidian, and other things—before finally becoming a pixel-styled fishing rod.

"I'll show you what a real mechanical prodigy looks like."

Fang Mo grinned, then struck a JOJO pose and suddenly shouted, "...Beach Boy!"

The instant his voice rang out, Steve swung its right arm.

The others saw a pixel-styled fishhook, connected to a black thread, arc in a parabola toward the distant sea.

"Hm?"

And almost at that exact moment—

The little boy swimming in the sea seemed to sense something.

He instinctively turned his head and spotted a shark fin rapidly closing in on him. He was instantly terrified. "Sh-Shark!!!"

Fortunately, at that critical moment—

The fishhook Fang Mo had cast with his Stand struck the thing dead-on.

"...Get the hell up here!"

Fang Mo lightly curled a finger, and astonishing force erupted. The shark, several meters long, was violently yanked straight out of the sea.

"Huh?"

The little boy, who had nearly ended up in the shark's stomach, was struck dumb by the absurd sight.

He stared blankly upward as the shark thrashed in midair like a fish on a line, then flew straight toward the nearby cargo ship.

Fang Mo did not hold back. The moment the shark slammed onto the deck, he controlled Steve to step forward and slash it. With a wet chop, the shark's head was severed. Then Fang Mo walked over himself, somehow produced a small knife, and sliced off the fin.

"What a huge fish..."

Weighing the fin