C211 Fresh Fish

"He won't live more than three seconds. How can there be fish in there?" Looking at Chen Ye, I rolled my eyes and said this to Chen Ye.

What was there to fish for? There was not even a single living creature in this pond. How could he possibly catch a single fart?

Even if he were to fish here, it would be impossible for him to catch even one if he were to torment himself to the point of death