5 PM, the game was bathed in a sky full of evening glow.
By now, the fishing trio had filled dozens of barrels, and the fish were becoming scarce, slowing down the frenzied fishing pace.
After a while, Jenny caught a bizarre eel and excitedly shouted, "I've reached expert level in fishing!"
The Fisherman panicked, "Be careful, it's an electric eel..."
——System prompt: Congratulations! You successfully predicted fishery production, your fishery prediction has advanced to expert level 10...
Chun sighed inwardly, thinking he would crazily gain skills too, but after all, he's just an expert, a case of high expectations and low results.
Perhaps relying solely on obsession and Astrologer predictions doesn't create something from nothing. Maybe you can create things in the Dream Space, but in reality, it's not quite feasible.
Anyway, it's good that everyone is happy.
