However, the moment his leg stepped onto the ground of the grove, the young man was dumbfounded again.
A bucket filled with suspicious liquid fell straight down from above his head, drenching him from head to toe.
"What is this now?! Damn it, I can't see!"
No matter how the young man struggled, he could not get the liquid off his body.
Then he suddenly realized what this stuff was.
"Is this ever going to end?! Why is there glue too?! And it's 502 glue!!!"
The young man was practically driven mad with rage!
Ignoring everything else, he charged forward.
But in the next moment, his expression froze again.
"What? My legs can't move anymore?"
The young man tried to struggle, only to discover that his thighs seemed to have sunk deep into something.
"Concrete?! What kind of trick is this?"
At that moment, the young man simply could not understand what kind of warped thought process the person who had set these traps possessed, to come up with so many things that did little damage but were outrageously insulting.
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Wait, why did this feel a little familiar?
Hold on, was some strange trap about to come at me?
For some reason, the young man suddenly felt as though he had guessed what was about to happen next.
"Whoosh!"
A wooden stake nearly as thick as a pillar suddenly slammed into him from the side.
"I knew it!"
Feeling the massive impact from the front, the young man immediately... passed out just like that.
His body was then knocked directly into the nearby river, sinking all the way to the bottom.
"What is going on today? Where are my fish?!"
After fishing for three hours without even seeing the shadow of a fry, Mo Wang finally fell into helpless rage.
"That's impossible?! Why aren't there any fish? Could it be that I haven't baited the water enough?"
Mo Wang fell into deep thought, but the dozen or so empty feed bags beside him indicated that the bait he had used was probably heavier than all the fish in this river combined.
"Don't tell me I'm getting skunked today?"
The moment Mo Wang considered that possibility, he flew into a rage!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! As one of the top hundred fishing experts among Happy Fishing Master's QQ friends, a veteran fishing master acknowledged by Jeremy Wade, and a senior member of the Teyvat Fishing Association, how could I possibly get skunked?!"
"Pump out the water! We have to pump out the water!"
In his fury, Mo Wang immediately decided to find someone to drain the entire river.
But just then, Mo Wang's fishing rod suddenly **twitched.
"Holy crap! A fish finally bit?!" Feeling the pull on the rod, Mo Wang's gaze instantly turned serious.
At this very moment, it felt as though the fishing masters of every generation had possessed him, and all his fishing skills had instantly been maxed out.
"Watch this, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Casts!!!!"
As Mo Wang violently jerked up the rod, the hope in his eyes finally died completely.
"What the hell is this?!"
When Mo Wang saw what had been pulled from the water, his eyes immediately filled with horror.
The blue hair and deathly pale face made it clear that he had... actually fished up a corpse.
It was not as if he had never heard the strange rumors that fishermen could catch anything but fish.
He had also seen videos of all kinds of anglers fishing up corpses.
But for Mo Wang, who was doing this himself for the first time, the fright nearly made him throw away the fishing rod in his hand.
"Good grief! Wasn't that just a meme?! How did I really fish up a person?! You can't do this to me!"
Just as Mo Wang was wondering whether he should inform Theresa or call the police first, the "corpse" he had fished up spat a little fish out of his mouth.
"Huh? He's still alive?"
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Chapter 27: Does Getting Skunked Even Count as Getting Skunked for an Angler?
"Hey! Brother! Are you okay?"
"Come on, brother, if you're fine, make a sound!"
"Even if you're going to die, don't die around here! If your family comes looking for you later, we'll have a hard time explaining ourselves!"
"Let me make this clear first, St. Freya doesn't have the money for another funeral expense. Our academy director is the stingy type, so think about yourself!"
"Hang in there, brother!"
Under Mo Wang's incessant nagging, the blue-haired young man finally forced himself to stand up from the ground.
"Where am I?"
Perhaps he had been knocked in the head. The blue-haired young man did not seem fully conscious yet, and he looked at Mo Wang with utter confusion.
"Hey, man, how many is this?"
Seeing this, Mo Wang first waved two fingers in front of him.
"Two," the young man answered decisively.
"Then what about this?" Mo Wang pulled one finger back, leaving only his middle finger raised.
"One?"
This time, the young man sounded less certain.
"Looks like your brain is still clear. It's not broken." Mo Wang lowered his hand and stared at the person in front of him strangely. "Say, man, where did you even come from? That's not how you go diving, is it? You didn't even bring any equipment. What exactly were you here for?"
Faced with Mo Wang's questions, the blue-haired young man's mind was a mess as well.
"Wait, let me think." After carefully recalling what had happened, anger immediately appeared on his face.
"I fucking remember now! The moment I got onto the beach, I don't know which bastard had dug a huge pit there! It was even filled with crap!"
"Then, just after I climbed out, I stepped on a mousetrap. Before I could even catch my breath, I fell down again."
"I finally made it to the grove, and there was concrete, glue, and then a tree that knocked me straight into the river."
The young man spoke with tears and snot streaming down his face. Those who heard it would be heartbroken, and those who listened would weep.
Of course, Mo Wang beside him was the exception.
"That really is... pretty miserable. No wonder you smell so bad."
Mo Wang's expression was indescribably awkward.
Honestly, he had expected those traps to cause the Valkyries at the school a tiny bit of trouble at most.
After all, as elite combat units, Valkyries were basically proficient in all kinds of special operations.
With his little collection of traps, even Kiana, the worst student in the school, would probably only fall for two or three at most.
Who would have thought this guy would take every single one head-on?
Especially with the crap pit and the glue, the smell coming off this guy was simply tragic.
Even falling into the river had not washed it off.
But it was not Mo Wang's fault! How could he have known that someone like this would actually come through here?
So even though he sympathized greatly with the guy, Mo Wang very naturally decided that this was not his fault.
This was definitely all Mihoyo's doing!
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"When I find the person who set all these traps, I'm definitely going to make him experience every last one of them himself!"
"Yeah, yeah, absolutely."
Watching the young man grit his teeth in fury, Mo Wang's gaze drifted around uncertainly.
"But forget it, you're a good man, brother. Otherwise, I would've died in that river. Thank you so much." The young man stood up and sincerely expressed his gratitude to Mo Wang.
"Huh? Uh, no, no need. Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda," Mo Wang said stiffly.
Why did he feel like this guy would fight him to the death if he told him that he had set those traps?
"By the way, brother, what are you doing all alone out here in the wilderness?"
The young man looked at Mo Wang in confusion.
"Uh, fishing?"
Mo Wang pointed at the fishing rod beside him, sounding uncertain.
"Then where are the fish?" The young man blinked and asked again.
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Young man: Uh, don't tell me you got skunked?
Mo Wang: This guy is being a little rude.
"Cough, cough, cough! Don't worry about it. Anglers get skunked nine days out of ten, so there's no need to care about such trivial things."
The young man seemed to sense the awkwardness in the air and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"Bullshit! Does this count as getting skunked for me?!"
"The fish are just sleeping, that's all. Give me a few hours, and I'll definitely catch you a fish three meters long!"
Mo Wang said in embarrassment and anger.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. You're right about everything."
The young man smiled at Mo Wang. He had long since seen through the ugly behavior of anglers.
"How can you slander me out of thin air!" Mo Wang's face reddened. "Does getting skunked even count as getting skunked for an angler?"
As Mo Wang went on about how getting skunked was merely baiting the water for longer, and how he would definitely catch a meter-long fish tomorrow, the air was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Besides, didn't I fish you up, at least? That means I didn't get skunked, right? At most... what I caught just wasn't a fish."
This time, it was the young man's turn for his face to darken.
This conversation was simply impossible to continue.
"By the way, brother, how do I get to St. Freya Academy?"
The young man looked at the sky, then asked Mo Wang again.
"Hm? Go about five hundred meters in this direction, and you'll see a small path. Follow that road, and you'll get there."
As he spoke, Mo Wang looked at the man. "So you're actually going to St. Freya? Then why did you take this route? Wouldn't it have been better to just go through the main entrance?"
"Cough, cough, cough, can we just let that matter go?"
The young man was incredibly embarrassed as well.
Especially after seeing that there was not much time left, he hurriedly said to Mo Wang, "All right, I have to get going too. If we get the chance to meet again, I'll definitely make you the boss of an Anti-Entropy base."
Without waiting for Mo Wang to say anything, his feet lifted off the ground, and he flew at high speed in the direction Mo Wang had indicated.
"Wait! There are traps over there too!"
When Mo Wang saw him fly off in such a hurry, he quickly called out a warning after him.
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