Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

At this moment, the audience seats and most of the contestants around, seeing that there seemed to be more ups and downs before the end, all started to make a noise as if they were watching spectators.

"Haha, from what the referee said, the value of that thing should not be low."

"That guy seems to have caught something incredible!"

"Yes, but the referee just explained the wonderful use of that thing. How could they know it so clearly?"

"Don't you know? Master Dick left here."

The skull faces of Skarr and the other man smiled at each other:

"Brook, it seems that what we said before is true. Boss Jerry is really lucky."

"Yohoho, that's right, what a pity, that's a bra, not underwear."

After the judges finished speaking for several minutes, the host realized that this was indeed a reversal that could change the outcome, and immediately excitedly asked the question that the surrounding crowd was most concerned about:

"Thank you for the referee's passionate explanation. So how much does this jersey cost? It will affect our final ranking in the competition!"

After a brief exchange of whispers, two ruddy-faced referees walked up to the host and excitedly shouted into the microphone:

"According to the auction price when Master Dick first started, the price of this underwear is more than 50 million!"

"If you add in other emotional values, and the fact that the master hasn't produced any other works of the same level since then, I think it's more than 100 million!"

"I agree!"

When their final price was announced, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"Wow! That little thing is worth 100 million?"

"is that a lie?"

"Why would I lie to you? Besides, those two are well-known and renowned treasure appraisers with many years of experience."

"I mean, that...battle suit? Is it really that valuable?"

The crowd was instantly boiling with noises rising and falling. Everyone stared at the sparkling jeweled underwear with a hint of disbelief and strong envy.

According to the rules of the competition, all items obtained by the contestants will become their personal property.

"Ah! Handsome Jerry, I want to give birth to a baby for you! Can you give me that piece of underwear?!"

"Bah! Superficial green tea! Just you? Brother Jerry must like someone like me, after all, I just turned 18~"

"Get lost, you old lady, you're still 18 years old! You look like you're obsessed with money, unlike me, I only feel sorry for Giegie..."

"You said I was old? I'll fight you!"

Many women in the audience were staring enthusiastically at the high-priced item still in the referee's hands. They showed off their looks one after another, trying to get close to Jerry, who was still looking up at the sky.

But unexpectedly, a dispute broke out due to a disagreement. Women still hold up half the sky, and they should not be underestimated when they get crazy.

Seeing that the entire arena seemed to have experienced a spiritual shock, the host smiled with satisfaction. He knew that this matter would probably go viral quickly, and then he could take advantage of the opportunity to get a promotion and a raise, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the peak of his life.

Secretly wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, the young host silently put away his envious gaze towards the gem object. He knew clearly that this thing was not something he could covet.

The scene of Jerry easily throwing McGee out was still vivid in his mind, and he didn't want to test whether his body was strong enough.

"Okay, then, it seems that Jerry has completely taken the top spot in our fishing competition with this amazing catch."

"He even broke the points ceiling of all previous competitions! He has become our undisputed champion for many years!"

"As witnesses, let us cheer for him to our heart's content!"

Hearing this, Jerry finally turned around slowly.

Seeing that the host and the referee were nodding to him, the staff helped him take his gains for the day and motioned for him to go back with them.

Soon, they returned to the stage on the shore. At the same time, other staff members led other winning contestants onto the stage.

Although McGee was unwilling, he didn't dare to say much. He seemed to remember the identity of Jerry in front of him.

So he pretended nothing had happened and greeted Jerry with other winners, but he found that the other party's expression was not right.

They didn't think much about it because the award ceremony started right after.

After a series of short award ceremonies from low to high rankings, it was soon time to present the championship award.

The host made an impassioned speech with an excited look on his face. He suddenly stretched out his left hand and said loudly in an inspiring voice:

"Now, let's welcome our underwear fishing king! Jerry! We welcome him to give us a speech on winning the championship!"

"Underwear fishing king!"

"Underwear fishing king!"

As the host finished speaking, the onlookers shouted in unison.

Originally, Jerry's expression gradually calmed down when he saw that people did not express too much strange comments about the gem equipment he fished out.

However, an unintentional remark by the host unexpectedly brought up this puzzling nickname, causing Jerry to instantly reveal a helpless expression as if he had lost all hope in life.

When he first recognized what was in the fish's mouth, he had already anticipated that this might happen.

Although he had done some psychological preparation, he still couldn't face this social death in his fishing history calmly.

He could not accept the fact that he won the fishing competition by relying on his underwear, if he had not heard the ding sound of the system reminder.

And after quietly opening the treasure chest obtained after completing the task, the reward items he saw did give him some psychological comfort. I'm afraid he would have disappeared from the competition scene long ago.

This damn championship is better off not having it.

With many thoughts flashing through his mind, Jerry calmly walked up to the host and casually said some random remarks.

Soon, the competition was over, and Jerry walked back to the audience seats with his rich harvest, feeling depressed amid the envious and admiring gazes of male and female audiences.

"Oh hahaha, welcome back our underwear fishing king, Boss Jerry, who has won the championship."

"Yo ho ho, I like the Underpants King more. Mr. Jerry, when are you going to catch a pair of glowing underwear?"

Scar and Brooke laughed mischievously and made teasing noises.

He took out some firework confetti that he got from somewhere and waved it over Jerry's head without any hesitation, making the confetti fall like snowflakes.

After a second, Jerry was about to say something when he heard rumbling footsteps on the street behind the audience seats, followed by a large group of people chasing after them.

"Ah! Don't run!"

"Come back quickly!"

Jerry's expression was shocked, his eyes rolled around, then he grabbed the various spoils in his hands and chased straight towards the group of people.

"Maybe Ace got chased after he ate a free meal again. I'll go check it out!"

Jerry ignored the crazy chats and burning gazes from the female audience around him, and his figure disappeared instantly, leaving Scar and Brooke looking at each other in bewilderment.