C305 Fishing

The crystal-like ice was carved out of the edge of the carving knife with a slight curve. It was so vivid and lifelike.

Gu Xian's forehead was covered in sweat. His nimble hands, which were used to control the Mech, were stiff like ten thick carrots. His fingers, which were holding the carving knife, were like embroidery. He trembled slightly as he focused his gaze.

Suddenly, with a "Pa!" sound