Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm - Chapter 31: For Me, The Customer Is Not Always Right

I made a game.

Ye Chen, the desperate fisherman in Riverland City, could catch anything but fish. He even registered a livestreaming room.Swish! Ye Chen caught a cremation urn as a bait box, hoping to change his luck with it.But as soon as someone sat down, a big fish was caught!Ye Chen was almost infuriated to the point of spitting blood!Just when he couldn't take it anymore, the system finally awakened...However, the system's achievements left him dumbfounded. Salvaging military weapons, saving people from the river, encountering floating corpses at night...[The host can catch a fish in 5 minutes]After 5 minutes, a rotten fish was hooked.Ye Chen was stunned.All the viewers in the livestreaming room were also stunned.[If the host continues fishing, a mysterious item weighing 76kg, worth 200,000, can be obtained]Ye Chen exclaimed, “Holy crap! Why can I catch everything except fish?”

To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a ‘system’, sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother.

Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I…

“Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.”

“…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.”

When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot.

“Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.”

I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself.

(PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.)