Chapter 63: I'm Just Simply Fishing for Monsters to Earn 200k!

When Zhou Hong, Blondie, Ma Dongdong, and the others arrived at the spot, several other anglers had already arrived ahead of them.

However, whether it was Zhou Hong’s group or the other anglers, not a single person dared to cast a line when they saw the paper mill discharging wastewater directly into the Beimen River.

"Damn it! Why is there a paper mill discharging sewage into the Beimen River right here?"
Blondie cursed as he looked at the pitch-black, polluted river water.

Ma Dongdong chimed in, "No wonder I haven't been feeling too sharp in the head lately! Turns out I've been regularly eating fish from the Beimen River!"

Zhou Hong frowned. "You can tell at a glance that this sewage hasn't been treated at all. This is completely lawless!"

The other anglers glared at the blackened river and recoiled from the foul stench wafting up, unleashing a torrent of curses. Some even took photos of the paper mill to report it.

What anglers detest the most is seeing anyone discharge sewage into rivers and streams.
Whenever and wherever they witness it, they will invariably greet the perpetrators' ancestors down to the eighteenth generation.

Yet, they couldn't quite fathom it: with the river polluted to this extent, there shouldn't be any fish left here at all, right? So why was the Master still coming here to fish?

Zhou Hong, Blondie, and Ma Dongdong walked over to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan waved them over. "You guys came just in time. Today, the bait is free, but the condition is that you must livestream your fishing."

Completely baffled, the three of them asked, "Brother Fan, with the pollution here being this severe, where are we supposed to find fish?"

Jiang Fan replied, "I've calculated it. That thousand-pound giant fish is right here!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hong and the others were instantly overjoyed.
Their trust in Jiang Fan was absolute.
Hearing that they could catch that legendary thousand-pound giant fish right here, the three of them immediately took out their fishing rods and set up their livestreams.

However, the trio quickly caught on to what was really happening.

Ma Dongdong asked, "Brother Fan, are you exposing the paper mill's sewage discharge?"

Jiang Fan raised his voice and declared, "No, I'm not! How could that be? Please refrain from slanders, will you? I am simply fishing for a giant to earn that 200,000 grand!"

Ma Dongdong beamed. "Then I'm also livestreaming fishing for a giant to earn 200,000!"
With that, he changed the title of his livestream from *Fishing Tales of a Chengdu Man* to *Everyone, look! The water in the Beimen River is so crystal clear!*

Zhou Hong and Blondie caught on immediately and changed their stream titles to match Ma Dongdong's.

"Hey, you guys over there! Do you want to test the potency of my bait?"

Jiang Fan called out to the anglers who had come here because of him.

They walked over, took one look at the pitch-black water of the Beimen River, and frowned. "Master, this place is full of sewage. The fish you catch here can't be eaten. I think I'd better pass."

Another person chimed in, "Yeah, it's all wastewater and it stinks to high heaven. I'll just look around for a bit and head back."

The conversation between Jiang Fan and the others was heard clearly by all the viewers in the livestream room.
In an instant, many viewers began discussing it animatedly:

*Why is the water where the Master is fishing so dark?*
*Did they just say the paper mill is discharging sewage?*
*Such pitch-black water! The Beimen River has never been like this. If the paper mill is really dumping sewage, I curse the mill owner's mother to hell!*
*Don't they know the Beimen River supplies water to the entire Yuanshan Town? Countless villages downstream rely on this river water to irrigate their farmland! Isn't this deliberately harming people?!*
*Report them! Report them! We must report them!*
*Everyone, let's report them together! No wonder my stamina used to last half an hour and suddenly dropped to three minutes—turns out I've been drinking sewage!*
*Dude, stop living in self-deception! You only had three minutes to begin with!*
*Reporting is useless; those people simply don't care. I think everyone should record more videos and post them online. It will only have an effect once public opinion starts to ferment.*
*By the way, are you guys here to watch fishing or sewage disposal?*
*Exactly, exactly! The streamer is fishing, and you lot keep banging on about sewage.*
*This isn't just a fishing issue anymore, is it? It's seriously threatening the health of the people in Yuanshan Town.*
*Sorry, I don't live in Yuanshan Town, none of my business.*
*None of my business either, I just want to watch the Master catch a thousand-pound giant.*
*Master, can you really catch a thousand-pound giant in a place like this?*

While some hurled curses at the pollution, others took a detached, non-interventionist stance, and some had simply grown used to it.
Regardless of the reactions, the true intent behind Jiang Fan's livestream had been achieved.

However, things did not go as smoothly as expected.
The majority of the audience in the livestream room tuned in for his fishing, some watched purely for his jaw-dropping good looks, and only a small fraction paid attention to the pollution issue.
Yet, he couldn't spell it out directly, or some mysterious force would suddenly descend and ban his livestream room on the spot.

Case in point: because Zhou Hong kept reminding everyone in his stream to pay attention to the paper mill's sewage dumping, his livestream room was banned in less than a few minutes.

Seeing Zhou Hong get banned, Blondie and Ma Dongdong became much more cautious with their words, carefully avoiding any mention of the wastewater altogether.
All they could do was follow Jiang Fan's lead—getting more people to see it and letting public opinion slowly ferment.

However, as more and more people turned their attention to the paper mill's pollution, the people whose job was to "solve the person who raises the problem" also took notice, and trouble soon followed.

Indeed, they were preparing to deal with the person who raised the problem, rather than solving the problem itself.

...

Meanwhile, Zhu Shengtian, the owner of the paper mill, had one arm around a woman, another arm around a second woman, while a third woman was currently working to help him cool off.

Suddenly, a phone call rang out, scaring him so badly he instantly went limp.
Like a deflated long balloon, he shriveled up entirely, losing all vitality.

Zhu Shengtian barked, "What did you say? Someone is livestreaming the paper mill discharging sewage?!"

The person on the other end of the phone answered weakly, "Y-Yes, yes, Boss."

Zhu Shengtian shouted, "Are those villagers from Changliu Village at it again?!"

"It doesn't seem like it. They're a few Douyin influencers."

"Influencers?"

"Yes. It seems they're all anglers, and one of them even has over half a million followers. I don't know if they're connected to the villagers of Changliu Village, but anyway, they're live right now..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shengtian suddenly burst out laughing.

"Streamed by anglers? Hahaha! I thought it was reporters or media folks or something. You scared the living daylights out of me!"

After a pause, Zhu Shengtian continued smugly, "They're just anglers, a tiny circle, you know how it is. So what if he has over half a million followers? At most, there are only one or two hundred people watching."

The person on the phone replied, "No, Boss, the viewer count is over 100K+!"

Zhu Shengtian almost tumbled off the sofa. "100,000 viewers?! This angler is that popular?!"

"Yes."

Zhu Shengtian stood up, quickly strode over to an empty corner, and continued, "Then what are you standing there for? Hurry up and send some men over to chase those bastards away!"

"We cannot let this matter blow up. Resolve it as quickly as humanly possible!"
"If necessary... just like that villager named Wang from Changliu Village, cough cough, Xiao Liu, you know what I mean!"