Of course, Aaron had no idea that his habitual low profile had inadvertently spared him a great deal of trouble.
But even if he had known, he would not have cared.
Because he was fully immersing himself in the role!
And he was prepared to keep acting it out for years!
No one would have the patience to keep an eye on a poor fisherman like him for years on end.
Winter gave way to spring.
Spring came, and then winter returned.
The fields by Great Marsh Lake turned white twice, and two years slipped quietly away.
Spring returned to the land, and all things flourished.
On Great Marsh Lake.
A clay pot atop a small red-mud stove hissed with steam, the tea broth within at a rolling boil.
Aaron unhurriedly brewed his tea, blew on the steam, and took a leisurely sip.
The seven things needed when opening one's door were firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. Tea could cleanse the stomach and bowels, while also serving as a pastime and habit.
After all, playing the pig to eat the tiger did not mean he should truly become a pig.
Drifting across the lake in a boat, sipping tea and relaxing, was one of life's great pleasures.
"Alas... life is dull. I have to find some amusement somehow."
Aaron focused on the point of light at the corner of his eye and opened the attribute panel:
[Name: Fang Yu (Aaron)] [Talent: Eternal Life] [Age: 18] [Skill: Fishing (Proficient)]
"After two years, I've finally raised my fishing skill to Proficient... I figured all of this out and improved bit by bit on my own, so what use is this attribute panel to me?"
After his daily complaint about the cheat ability he had created