"Smack!"
Chen Yang struck another blow with the stick.
Staring at the king cobra three meters away, he said firmly, "I'm not eating snake meat. Leave this place."
Despite the distance, Chen Yang stayed on high alert. For such a dangerous beast, even three meters wasn't enough to guarantee safety.
Using his animal trainer abilities, he communicated directly with the king cobra. It could understand him.
The snake's cold eyes locked onto Chen Yang. Its pain was clear—it had been struck hard. However, fury burned within it.
This territory was its domain. Earlier, it had spotted a large snake, a rare feast that could keep it full for a week. But now, this two-legged creature had ruined everything.
Seeing it hesitate, Chen Yang snorted and swung the stick again without a word.
"Smack!"
The blow landed fast and forceful, leaving the cobra twitching.
"Scram!" Chen Yang roared.
This time, the king cobra finally fled.
As it slithered away, Chen Yang let out a breath of relief. Everything had happened in mere seconds, but it felt like an eternity.
Netizens watching the live stream were frozen with shock; even the comment section went silent for a while.
"Holy crap, that was... intense!"
"It's just a snake, but I felt like I was watching a life-or-death duel, like Fa Hai versus White Snake!"
"Just a snake? That was a king cobra, people!"
"This king cobra was at least three meters long, almost as big as Big Black! If they'd really fought, Big Black would've been snake food."
"Too scary. Way too scary."
"I'm seriously freaked out. Big Black shouldn't go into the mountains anymore—it's too dangerous here."
Viewers were on edge, their hearts still pounding. Some even imagined losing Big Black, their beloved canine companion who had been with them through so many streams.
"Let's go," Chen Yang said, picking up the bucket and leading Big Black and Little White away.
Big Black kept glancing back nervously. Despite being a massive four-meter dog, it was still just a scaredy-cat at heart.
Little White licked Big Black gently, seemingly to comfort it.
Chen Yang reassured them, "It's fine now. That snake won't dare come back. If it does, I'll have Grandpa turn it into snake wine."
"Huff, huff!" Big Black rubbed its head against Chen Yang's leg.
Chen Yang patted its head and warned the viewers, "That was a very dangerous king cobra. If you ever encounter one in the wild, keep your distance."
"King cobras are extremely venomous, and they can even spit venom several meters away. The distance I kept earlier was the bare minimum for safety."
"Luckily, it didn't spit venom this time, or things would've gone differently. If it comes back, well, I have dozens of snake recipes in my head to try out."
His playful tone lightened the mood, and the audience relaxed.
"Chen the Great, you were amazing just now!"
"Not gonna lie, if it were me, I'd probably wet my pants."
"I'd just run for my life, never mind Big Black or Little White."
"Only Chen Yang would dare wander around in these mountains."
Chen Yang chuckled, "No need to worry too much; king cobras are rare. And they're not invincible. For example, wild boars."
"A king cobra encountering a wild boar? One outcome: the boar eats it."
"Even domestic pigs can deal with snakes. When my grandpa raised pigs, snakes would occasionally wander in and get eaten. It happens all the time. And it's not just pigs—cattle and geese also don't fear snakes."
"Ever heard the saying, 'snakes fear goose droppings'?"
Chen Yang shared amusing anecdotes from rural life, and the chat exploded with laughter.
"No matter what Chen Yang says, it always feels right."
"Nature is full of surprises. Who knew pigs could eat snakes?"
Suddenly, the camera panned to a stunning landscape.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here's Maiden Lake."
As the drone soared into the sky, the viewers were treated to a breathtaking panorama—a pristine lake nestled between two mountains, with water flowing south into Tiger Mouth Bay.
"Wow, it's beautiful."
"Every frame looks like a painting."
"Chen the Great lives in paradise."
Chen Yang approached the lake, noting, "There sure are a lot of anglers here. But Uncle Zhu was right—this is a tough place to fish."
"But here's the good part: you either catch nothing or land a big one. Maiden Lake connects to the sea, so if you're lucky, you might even catch sea fish in this freshwater lake."
He laughed, "Alright, first things first—let's pick a good fishing spot."
After scouting from above, he settled on a shady spot under some bamboo. A few experienced anglers were already there, equipped with professional gear: fishing chairs, bait boxes, and rods of all sizes.
But their fish baskets were empty.
"A disciplined team of air force soldiers," Chen Yang quipped with a smile, setting down his bucket and casting his simple bamboo rod into the water.
One angler, a man in his fifties, noticed his rudimentary setup and asked, "Young man, where's your float?"
Chen Yang replied, "I'm using straw as a float—it works just as well."
The man shook his head, amused. "That's no good. Fishing needs proper gear. Here, take one of my floats."
"Also, your bamboo rod won't hold up if you hook a big one. I've got spares—how about a 7.2m rod? Or 5.4m? Maybe 4.5m?"
Despite the difference in experience, the older man was warm and welcoming. Fishing has a way of bringing strangers together.
Chen Yang politely declined, "Thanks, but I'll stick to my setup. Let's see how it goes."
To everyone's surprise, within minutes, his straw float dipped. He pulled up a gleaming golden carp, five or six pounds heavy.
The anglers gasped, and the chat went wild:
"Unbelievable! He caught one!"
"Who needs fancy gear when you've got skill?"
"Straw floats for the win!"
By the end of the day, Chen Yang's bucket was full of fish, while the others remained part of the "air force."
"Next time you're empty-handed, call me. I'll help you pick a good spot," Chen Yang said cheerfully as he packed up.
The older man laughed, "Alright, next time, I'll bring straw too!"
With a sunset as his backdrop, Chen Yang left with Big Black, Little White, and a bucketful of fish. For him, fishing wasn't just about the catch—it was about the joy of the process and the beauty of nature.
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