My Chat Group Is Just Too Strange Chapter 18

However, the instant his leg stepped onto the ground of the little 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 the hell 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 super glue!!!"

The young man was practically going insane with rage!

Without caring about anything else, he charged straight ahead.

But in the next moment, his expression stiffened again.

"What? My legs can't move anymore?"

The young man tried to struggle, only to discover that his thighs seemed to have sunk deeply into something.

"Concrete?! What kind of nonsense is this?"

At this point, the young man simply could not understand how twisted the mind of whoever had set these traps had to be to come up with this pile of stuff that was not very damaging but was immensely humiliating.

(smirks)

Wait, why did this plot feel a little familiar?

Hold on, was some strange trap supposed to come flying at me now?

For some reason, the young man suddenly felt like 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 enormous impact from the front, the young man immediately... passed out just like that.

His body was then sent flying straight into the nearby river, sinking directly to the bottom.

"What's going on today? Where are my fish?!"

After fishing for three whole hours without even seeing the shadow of a fry, Mo Wang had finally fallen into helpless fury.

"That's impossible?! Why aren't there any fish? Could it be that I haven't put down enough bait?"

Mo Wang fell into deep thought, but the dozen or so empty bags beside him showed that the bait he had used was probably heavier than all the fish in this river combined.

"Don't tell me I'm going home empty-handed today?"

The moment Mo Wang thought of that possibility, he became furious!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! As a top-tier fishing enthusiast ranked among the top hundred friends of Happy Fishing Master on QQ, a seasoned fishing master recognized by Jeremy Wade, and a senior member of the Teyvat Fishing Association, how could I possibly go home empty-handed?!"

"Pump out the water! We have to pump out the water!"

Mo Wang immediately decided to find someone to drain this entire river.

But right then, Mo Wang's fishing rod suddenly twitched.

"Holy shit! Finally got a fish?!" Feeling the tug on his rod, Mo Wang's gaze instantly turned serious.

At that very moment, it felt as though the fishing masters of every generation had possessed him. All his fishing techniques seemed to have instantly hit their peak.

"Watch this, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Casts!!!!"

As Mo Wang sharply jerked up his rod, the hopeful look in his eyes completely died.

"What the hell is that?!"

When Mo Wang saw what he had pulled from the water, terror immediately filled his eyes.

The blue hair and deathly pale face all indicated that he... had actually caught a corpse.

It was not as if he had never heard the strange rumors that fishing enthusiasts could catch anything except fish.

He had also seen videos of fishing enthusiasts somehow reeling up corpses while fishing.

But as someone doing it himself for the first time, Mo Wang was so frightened he nearly threw away the fishing rod in his hand.

"Good grief! Wasn't that just a meme?! How did I actually fish up a person?! That's not fair!"

But just as Mo Wang was unsure whether he should notify Theresa or call the police first, the "corpse" he had fished up spat out a small fish from its mouth.

"Huh? You're still alive?"

PS: Looking at today's vote count, it really was worlds apart from yesterday's. (This is seriously making me go bald.jpg)

Fishing Enthusiasts Going Home Empty-Handed—Can That Even Be Called Going Home Empty-Handed?

"Hey! Brother! Are you alright?"

"Brother, say something if you're okay!"

"Even if you're going to die, don't die around here! If your family comes looking for you later, we won't be able to explain it!"

"Let me make this clear first: St. Freya doesn't have money for another funeral expense. Our academy head is the stingy type, so you should think about yourself!"

"Hang in there, brother!"

Under Mo Wang's nonstop muttering, the blue-haired young man finally forced himself to stand up from the ground.

"Where am I?"

The blue-haired young man, who seemed to have been hit in the head, was apparently not fully awake yet. He looked at Mo Wang in utter confusion.

"Hey, buddy, how many fingers is this?"

Seeing this, Mo Wang first waved two fingers in front of him.

"Two," the young man answered decisively.

"And this?"

Mo Wang pulled back one finger, leaving only his middle finger raised.

"One?"

This time, the young man was not quite certain.

"Looks like your brain's still working. It isn't damaged." Mo Wang lowered his hand and stared at the person before him strangely. "Say, buddy, where exactly did you come from? Even diving isn't done like this, right? You didn't even bring any equipment. What exactly were you trying to do?"

Faced with Mo Wang's questions, the blue-haired young man's mind was a mess as well.

"Wait, let me think for a moment." After carefully recalling what had happened, anger immediately appeared on his face.

"Fuck, I remember now! The moment I stepped onto the beach, I don't know which bastard had dug a huge pit there! It was even filled with shit!"

"Then, just after I crawled out, I stepped on a mousetrap. Before I could even catch my breath, I fell again."

"I finally made it to the little grove, only to run into concrete, glue, and then a tree that sent me straight into the river."

The young man spoke with tears and snot streaming down his face. Those who heard it would be saddened; those who listened would weep.

Of course, except for Mo Wang beside him.

"That really is... pretty miserable. No wonder you smell so bad."

Mo Wang's expression could not have been more awkward.

Honestly, in his expectations, these traps would at most cause the Valkyries at the school a tiny bit of trouble.

After all, as elite combat units, Valkyries were basically skilled in all kinds of special operations.

With his little collection of tricks, even Kiana, the weakest student in the school, would probably only fall for two or three traps at most.

Who would have thought this guy would take every single one head-on?

Especially with the shit pit and glue involved, the smell on him was simply beyond tragic.

The kind that would not wash off even after falling into a river.

But this was not Mo Wang's fault! How could he have known that someone like this would show up in a place like this?

So although he deeply sympathized with the guy, Mo Wang very naturally decided that none of this was his fault.

This was definitely all Mihoyo's doing!

"When I find whoever set up all these traps, I'm definitely making him experience every last one himself!"

"Yeah, yeah, sure."

Watching the young man grit his teeth in hatred, Mo Wang's gaze drifted away.

"But never mind that. You're a good man, brother. Otherwise, I would've died in that river. Thank you so much." The young man got to his feet and sincerely expressed his gratitude to Mo Wang.

"Huh? Ah, no, no need. Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda." Mo Wang said stiffly.

Why did it feel like this guy would fight him to the death if he said that he had made those traps?

"Come to think of it, brother, what are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?"

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 Mo Wang again.

(smiles)

(blankly)

Young man: Uh, don't tell me you went home empty-handed?

Mo Wang: This guy is being a little rude.

"Ahem! Don't mind it. You know how fishing enthusiasts are—nine days out of ten, they go home empty-handed. No need to worry about such trivial things."

The young man seemed to sense the awkwardness in the air and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"Bullshit! You call this going home empty-handed?!"

"The fish are just sleeping, that's all! Give me a few hours, and I'll definitely catch you a three-meter fish!"

Mo Wang said in embarrassed fury.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Whatever you say."

The young man smiled at Mo Wang. He already knew all too well the ugly side of fishing enthusiasts.

"How can you slander me out of thin air!" Mo Wang's face flushed red. "Can a fishing enthusiast going home empty-handed even be called going home empty-handed?"

As Mo Wang rambled on about how going home empty-handed was merely baiting for a longer time, and how he would definitely catch a meter-long fish tomorrow, the air was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Besides, didn't I catch you? That means it doesn't count as going home empty-handed, right? At most... what I caught just wasn't a fish."

This time, it was the young man's face that darkened.

This conversation was becoming 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.

"Hm? Go about five hundred meters this way 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 going through the front gate have been better?"

"Ahem, 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, "Alright, I need to go now. If we get the chance to meet again, I'll definitely make you the boss of an Anti-Entropy base."

Before Mo Wang could say anything, the man began floating off the ground and flew at high speed in the direction Mo Wang had indicated.

"Wait! There are more traps over there!"

When Mo Wang saw him fly off in such a hurry, he quickly called out a warning from behind him.