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It's a pity that the translation was abandoned...

🌊🐟 Daoist Inkdrunk’s Review of The Fish I Catch Can Level Up

A Parable of Patience, Cringe-Resistance, and Aquatic Enlightenment

Behold, fellow wanderers of the Dao, I bring you a scripture from the shores of modern c-noveldom — a tale not of swords or celestial ascension, but of fishing, diving, and that most mysterious creature:
the modern male protagonist.

This novel is a trial, a tribulation, a test of your spiritual fortitude. Many perish within the first 50 chapters, slain not by beasts or heavenly tribulation, but by cringe.....yes, that thick miasma of mortal thoughts and unfiltered man-brain opinions.

But if you endure… oh, if you endure…

You may just find yourself reborn as a fisherman-sage of the Dao.

On Surviving the Early Chapters
The opening arc is a swamp.
The MC speaks like a normal man you’d avoid at a restaurant.
Opinions fly like mosquitos.
Your instinct screams: Run.

But Daoist Inkdrunk looked into this mire and thought:



For such men do, in fact, walk the earth.
Thus the cringe is not a flaw... it is authenticity, sharpened into weaponry.

Push through the mortal murk, and the Dao rewards you.

When the Nets Cast Wide
After the first hurdle, the story opens like clear ocean water.

Fishing.
Diving.
Seaside camaraderie.
A romance that is not harem but one-woman Dao, steady as a lighthouse in stormy seas.

Even this Ink-soaked Immortal found himself muttering:

“Why… why am I suddenly curious about fishing techniques?”

The couple’s relationship?
Not explosive.
Not melodramatic.
But genuine... with tension, pacing, and the quiet trust of two people who actually like each other.

A rarity.
A treasure.
A spiritual koi in a pond of carp.

As this daoist can say in the end that this great scroll reveals a cosmic truth:

You will enjoy this novel if you…

Are unshaken by slow openings or cringe storms
Enjoy slice-of-life that blossoms into adventure
Like systems mixed with realistic life progression
Appreciate grounded romance and chilled vibes

You will suffer if you…

Have a low cringe-tolerance
Need polished writing from line one
Want serious literature and grim structure

In short:
This is the Dao of Leisure, not the Dao of Sword-Shaking Heaven-Defying Heaven-Smashing Protagonists.

Daoist Inkdrunk’s Verdict
A novel that starts like a man tripping over his own shoelaces,
but ends like a calm masters’ retreat beside the sea.

If you can endure the mortal phase of the protagonist,
you will witness his ascension ...not as a cultivator,
but as a fully functional, emotionally literate, fish-catching human being.

This Daoist approves.
With one raised cup.
And one bemused sigh.

— Written from beneath the peach tree, cup in hand,
where the wine is strong, the words are poisonous,
and the reviews are merciful only to the deserving.
Daoist Inkdrunkwanderer seals this scroll.

Another Slice of Life

Hmmm