"...Received over a dozen world records? Is your world record so kind of dubious award?"
"If it's not well-known, you better take your dals and hurry ho!"
When first hearing that Ah Qing won over a dozen world records all at once, Ansheng's face showed a stunned expression just like Ah Qing's, looking entirely like a bewildered fox.
But Ansheng quickly regained composure and looked skeptically at the foreign hostess.
Is this award... authoritative?
You're not just using Ah Qing's na, making her, who genuinely caught a whale, give credibility to a dubious award, right?
"Gulp..."
Seeing Saint Fuli and his mount stunned like statues, the smile on the hostess's face froze. Because she saw doubt even in the Saint's eyes, and his mount's face also showed a stunned expression.
The hostess felt her heart skip a beat, but in a mont of quick thinking, she found the perfect solution, and her face once again bead as she said:
"Quite surprising, isn't it? Actually, after receiving your application and reviewing the records, our panel of experts was beyond astonished."
"Due to your achievents, our world record organization realized sothing. More accurately, it wasn't just about applying for so many dals at once, but rather that you've [reached the peak], conquering the fishing field."
"You're the [king] of fishing records; all similar world records with awards shall belong to you. Congratulations for reaching the [human peak] in our understanding."
The hostess spoke with a cheerful tone, trying to resolve any skepticism from Saint Fuli and Ah Qing without incurring additional costs.
The events on Peace Island had already begun to reveal a hint of fantasy.
The fox from Xia Country... may have already beco a god. In other words, unless deploying tactical nuclear weapons, regular heavy artillery and current Spiritual Particle technology cannot limit or confine a walking deity.
The behind-the-scenes sponsor of the world record organization previously intended to do a favor to another landowner, using the organization's na to lure the fox abroad for capture by relevant authorities.
In reality, it proved to be a ssy plan, and the sponsor quickly backed down, not wanting to see their estate one day be bombarded like Peace Island, turning several miles into flat ground.
"Every similar dal... awarded to ? Is this really okay?"
Ah Qing asked in bewildernt.
"Haha.... Miss, you jest. Our world record organization originated from a founder's drinking session, debating the world's biggest, smallest, lightest with friends."
"We record the [most], like pulling a five-ton Orca ashore with human strength..." The hostess chuckled, leading Ah Qing to the backstage, saying, "This is beyond human capability; it is a miracle."
"You're the [most] in fishing, the pinnacle of human strength in fishing as we see it. Records alone can't express our admiration for miracles."
"This is a new dal, unlike past records but a tribute, setting a monunt to encourage successors to break such a record."
The hostess explained calmly, subtly glancing at Saint Fuli.
Seeing no objections, she covertly relaxed and quickly texted the host on stage to update them on the changes, including her just-ford excuse.
Creating a new award without extra cost might even boost book sales.
Ah Qing's fishing rod trophy is solid gold, but other applicants don't have the Saint's protection; coating an iron statue with 99.9 gold will suffice, costing little.
"...Why has the script changed again? It feels like I got paid millions for this appearance."
The host glanced at his vibrating phone, seeing the incoming ssage, sighed deeply, and shredded the script to read the hostess's new one.
In all the dozens of live broadcasts he hosted, Xia Dong's script tactics change the most.
It felt less like having a director and more like an influential sponsor driving the crew recklessly, causing all the crew to seize the mont opportunistically.
But...
If the boss is happy, it's good. Not that the boss gets worn out, just as long as he rewards with a bonus while I'm alive.
The host took a deep breath, nodded at the director and staff present, indicating his readiness, and as the director's countdown began, he showed a radiant smile, speaking in English:
"Dear audience at the site and friends watching on TV and in livestreams, welco to a brand new episode of the world record live show..."
"But before inviting our challenge victor and showing her spectacular record, we must introduce the myth created by our challenger lady, which is so breathtaking it forced us to change our rules for her..."
The host eloquently revealed the newly altered world record rules.
This ti, it's no longer rely a record but a [humanity's greatest] award, acknowledged by officials as human strength's [unbreakable peak] record.
Labeling it as an award is misleading; it's more of a challenge, encouraging breakthroughs of [human limits], and immortalizing this honor forever.
"...Let mankind witness your miracle! Human power extends beyond this, and we shall crown your miracle..."
After elaborating on the rule changes, the host turned to the stage, pointing to the shimring diamond-encrusted fishing rod under the spotlight:
"This is the crown of humanity's king; its appearance suggests today's world's greatest domain is hand fishing!"
"Miss Yu Xueqing from Xia Country, with her strength, pulled a five-ton Orca ashore!"
The stage's big screen gradually transitioned into a VCR following the host's introduction.
Ah Qing wielded a threaded steel rod and cables, battling the Orca on the riverbank to drag it ashore.
The Orca, upon reaching land, whimpered repeatedly.
"Whimper—"
Gathered Orcas in the fishing lake, recognizing a family mber on the big stage screen, joyfully whimpered as well.
"Whimper..."
A larger Orca nudged the smaller, pulled ashore one, causing a faint moan.
As if saying, you're on TV!
"Whimper～"
The smaller Orca cheerfully shared with family elders the fantastical experience of binging on fries and sea gull delicacies.
Getting dragged ashore by Ah Qing ans feasting on fries.
Far quicker than waiting at the dock; counting on seagulls just doesn't compare to calling Ah Qing for fries, ice, vitamin jellies—the ultimate treat.
The baby Orca proudly boasted of its solo food-gathering exploits to elders.
The gathered Orcas, hearing this, brightened their gaze towards the stage.
Does such a grand dining occasion truly exist?
"Let's welco the miracle creator, Miss Yu Xueqing, to be crowned king!"
The host proclaid, gesturing towards the entrance where the caras pointed.
"Xiaolan... I feel embarrassed, a bit itchy all around."
With blushing cheeks, Ah Qing, feeling awkward, cradled a little fox, shielding half her face as she ventured from the entrance to the stage, whispering in jest.
"The live audience are all your friends..." Ansheng exclaid sarcastically with a black-lined face, rolling his eyes: "You invited them!"
If the audience were local landowners, Ansheng could assure within three seconds they'd humbly bow, sliding to welco Ah Qing's entrance, avoiding peeking at her entirely.
But on stage were proxies, friends, and fee-paying fishing enthusiasts...
Although I wish to assist you, I can't just guzzle snake venom beer to shoo your family and friends?
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