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The God of soul fishing

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The drown young Man

Moses was shocked. The crab floated on the surface, and the middle-aged man stood on top of it. As he stomped, ripples spread out on the ocean alongside an intimidating wind.

The water splashed upward, and a fish broke out of it. The fish was two meters long, with fins that looked like wings. It also had greenish stones all over its body.

Hiu! Hiu! Hiu!

Suddenly, all the greenish stones on the fish darted toward the man.

The man roared and, lowering his body, threw out a punch. Immediately, a pincer shadow was pushed out, blowing up the fishing pole and the flying stones simultaneously. The two-meter-long fish was cut into halves. One of the halves fell right before Moses.

Moses' eyes bulged in shock.

"Humph…"

A middle-aged harrumphed. "Pulled by a Green Turtle into the ocean… You're daydreaming if you think you can pass the trial with such a performance."

A young man next to Moses hurried to explain, "Master Jude, it was only because Han Fei's arm was hurt by a Blade Fish the other day…"

The middle-aged man waved his hand. "No need to explain to me. The fish in the ocean do not listen to your reason. A level-two fisher is as good as nothing."

It was not until this moment that Moses realized he was lying on a strange boat. Dozens of similarly strange boats were strewn on the ocean nearby, and many children in strange clothes were standing on them.

The children were all wearing tight clothes that looked like diving suits regardless of their gender, except that their clothes did not have oxygen tanks. Those children were also looking at him in disdain.

Next second, when he saw his own hand, his eyes twitched.

Huh? Why is my hand so small?

Have I transmigrated?

A young man said in concern, "It's alright as long as you're fine."

Before Moses was able to ask, the middle-aged stepped out and landed on an empty boat in front of everyone, then he spoke to the dozens of boats with a book in his hand.

"John, a level-five fisher. Fishing result: a mid-quality Green Turtle."

"Koo, a level-seven fisher. Fishing result: a high-quality Tentacle Lobster."

Everyone gasped in disbelief at the result.

"What? A Tentacle Lobster? How dare he? The Tentacle Lobster is known as the lobster of death. It's much more destructive than Blade Fish. He actually caught one?"

Some people said enviously, "Koo was only level six last month, but he's level seven now. It's so fast."

A girl put her fist on her chest and commented, "Wow! Koo is so awesome! He's the genius of our school! He's almost certain to be a fishing master later."

As people whispered to each other, Moses looked at the young man next to him—Koo.

I've transmigrated?

Taking a deep breath, Moses recalled countless memories.

Koo, his great friend, was saved by his father eight years ago and had been his close friend since. Pitifully, his father passed away in the unknown world beyond the level-three fishery. Koo had been taking care of him since then.

Vidza Moses took another deep breath. He had assumed the body of a useless man who was drowned. However, this world seemed interesting.

Right then, Benedicta looked at Moses and said, "Moses a level-two fisher, got nothing. Besides, Moses was the only person who was pulled into the ocean by a Green Turtle. He has failed the test. If he cannot pass the Fishing Trial a month from now, he will be expelled."

"Hahaha…"

Many people laughed, looking at Moses as if he were a joke.

A girl simply scolded, "Moses please stop wasting Koo's cultivation resources. You're only holding him back."

Infuriated, Koo was about to argue with her, when Moses pulled his arm.

Now that his memories had been assimilated, he would rather not keep lying there pretending to be dead. This world was strange, but as an adventurer who had fought pirates and sharks on the sea, Moses was not scared at all.

Moses sneered. "Did I eat your Yellow Fish? It's none of your business."

Everybody fell quiet instantly.

Koo looked at Vidza in shock. Moses had been taciturn since his father left. He barely talked, much less talked back.

The girl almost jumped up in fury, hoping to rip Moses mouth apart with her fishing hook.

At this moment, Yaw said cynically, "Hey, Moses! Take your time feeling good about yourself, but a month from now, you won't even be qualified to look up to us as a low-level fisher. What are you so proud of?"