Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Fishing

A month quickly passed.

Luo’s training weight increased to 300 kilograms, and the round-trip time was reduced from seventeen hours to two hours. Over time, the number of trips gradually increased to six, and the number of push-ups finally increased to one thousand.

High-intensity daily training made Luo acutely aware of changes in his body.

For the first half of the month, Luo needed Ms. Cookie’s deep tissue massages daily to alleviate the soreness. Afterward, he no longer needed them, indicating his body had adapted to the training intensity.

When Luo found it easier to navigate through the marshland, that phase of his training was complete.

That evening, after completing one thousand push-ups, Luo removed his training weights and threw them aside.

Dinner was still roast horned pig, as it had been all month. According to Bisky, horned pigs were abundant and easy to procure, plus they were filling due to their size.

Although it was roast horned pig every day, Luo never tired of it as it was a grade-D ingredient.

Sitting on the ground, Luo picked up an entire pig with one hand and began gnawing on it.

It was pure physical strength, unrelated to the internal energy in his body.

During this month, he hadn’t used nen once, so the seal on his nen would remain for another five months.

“Bisky, should we move to a different location?” Luo asked as he chewed on the cooked horned pig, looking at Bisky.

“Hmm,” Bisky nodded.

This place was on the outskirts of the Milsy Wetlands, utilizing only the muddy areas, and Luo had already overcome it. It was time to move.

“Where to next?” Luo swallowed a piece of meat and asked.

Bisky raised her hand, pointing deeper into the Milsy Wetlands, where the density of the trees visibly increased, and it was often foggy, with dangerous creatures everywhere.

The next day.

A party of three entered deeper into the Milsy Wetlands. The thick fog spread out, providing excellent hunting grounds for many creatures skilled at concealment.

If Luo, unable to use nen a month ago, had ventured into the foggy forests of the Milsy Wetlands, he might have felt a bit nervous.

Now, even with 300 kilograms of weight, he felt very confident.

With Bisky and Sanbica as escorts, and the mischievous black cat along, they managed to eliminate all dangers along the way. What bothered Luo was the black cat stealing several kills, adding a few black pages to his book.

Luo didn’t know where Bisky intended to take him; he could only follow foolishly, walking briskly for over an hour before the fog began to clear, and the greenery around them grew deeper and more intense.

Every large tree they passed was covered in various vines, as thick as arms.

“Wait a second.”

Walking in the forest, Luo spotted something covered with green algae by the roadside and called a halt.

Approaching for a closer look, he found it was a totem pole less than half a meter tall, covered with a thick layer of green algae, but the exaggerated human faces on it were still discernible.

Bisky thought Luo had discovered something important, but it was just the totem poles scattered throughout the forest.

These totem poles were remnants of a tribe that had once lived in the Milsy Wetlands, generally placed around their dwelling areas to ward off intruders.

Later, this tribe was eliminated by the ecosystem of the Milsy Wetlands and eventually went extinct, leaving no trace of their settlements, except for these totem poles.

Luo initially thought these totem poles might be another mysterious clue, but Bisky explained them away, dispelling his thoughts.

After resuming their journey, Luo saw many more totem poles along the way.

Three hours later, the trio arrived near a lake.

The fog had cleared, the surrounding greenery was lush, and large rocks lay beside towering trees.

“Let’s start the next training project.”

Bisky untied a long, thick vine from a large tree and tied it to a rock weighing several hundred pounds, creating a training tool on the spot.

The previous marshland exercise had mainly strengthened Luo’s legs and stability; this next project was aimed at arm strength.

“What are we doing?” Luo asked, looking at the vine and rock.

“Fishing,” Bisky said with a slight smile.

“Fishing?” Luo was puzzled.

Bisky tossed the other end of the vine to Luo, explaining, “This vine is a special plant from the Milsy Wetlands. It’s very tough, not easy to break, and can bear a weight of over a ton. If subjected to a pull of over a ton, it can remain taut for an hour without breaking.”

Luo listened, utterly confused about how this related

 to their next training project.

Bisky, too tired to explain further, instructed Sanbica to clear a nearby area where they might need to stay for at least a month. It was necessary to build a temporary dwelling.

After Sanbica left to work, Bisky took the vine from Luo’s hands and tossed the tied rock into the lake, about ten meters from the shore.

After throwing the rock, Bisky, holding the vine with one hand, stood by the lakeside, staring at the gradually calming surface of the lake.

Luo stood beside her, bewildered by the mention of fishing. It was a huge stone—could there really be fish that would bite?

About three minutes later, the calm lake surface suddenly rippled, followed by splashing water. At the same time, the vine in Bisky’s hand instantly tensed, as if a fish had bitten.

“I’m really learning something new. There’s actually a fish that likes to eat stones,” Luo said, stunned. If the stone had been a horned pig, he might have believed it.

The vine tightened, and Bisky kept pulling it back.

The splashes in the lake grew more intense, and a large shadow slowly surfaced under the water, seemingly struggling frantically to escape the pull of the vine.

However, in front of Muscle Woman, all struggles were futile. The mysterious creature in the lake was dragged to the shore by Bisky’s sheer force.

It was a massive strange fish, looking like a greatly enlarged axolotl but without limbs, with several large fins along its belly and back.

The stone Bisky had thrown was deeply embedded in the wrinkled forehead of the strange fish.

Luo examined it closely and saw no mouth, just a large patch of wrinkles on its forehead.

After the strange fish reached the shore, it still had plenty of energy, thrashing about and whipping up strong winds.

Bisky walked over and precisely kicked the fish’s chin. The stone embedded in its forehead fell off, and she kicked the fish back into the lake.

“Now you can start fishing. Hold on for an hour.”

Bisky threw one end of the vine to Luo, then walked towards Sanbica to quickly construct a wooden hut.

Having seen Bisky’s demonstration, Luo finally understood what this "fishing" was all about.

He took the vine and threw the rock into the lake, waiting for the next strange fish to bite.

Some things didn’t need Bisky’s reminder for Luo to understand the consequences and the difficulty of this training project.

You should know… When Bisky directly pulled up the strange fish earlier, she used an energy boost, meaning it was not easy to pull such a creature from the lake.

Soon enough, a fish bit.

Heaven knows why this strange fish liked stones!

The vine tensed, transmitting a terrifying force.

Luo’s expression changed, his body suddenly pulled forward a meter or two, nearly falling over. Fortunately, his legs and lower body were much stronger now, and he barely managed to hold on.

“This power is too exaggerated!”

Luo’s arms bulged with veins, and he struggled not just to pull back the vine but even to maintain the deadlock.

For a moment, Luo and the lake’s strange fish engaged in a tug-of-war, neither able to overpower the other.

Luo exerted all his strength to pull back, but the next moment, he was dragged back to his original position.

Hold on for an hour…!

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