When Zhang Yang said this, his entire demeanor was noticeably different from usual. It was as if the lazy, sleepy big cat had suddenly turned into a roaring tiger asserting its dominance.

Did being messed with and calculated against not affect Zhang Yang? Zhang Yang is human; how could it not affect him at all?

It seemed like Zhang Yang resolved the problem calmly, but that doesn't mean the matter is entirely over.

As the backbone of the team, he must maintain composure, but he's not a pushover. Proud Zhang Yang decided to release all this anger on the competition field.

After eating and drinking enough, it was already 1:40 PM. The group had a teammate who hadn't been drinking drive them back to the hotel they were staying at.

Perhaps stirred by the anger inside, Zhang Yang drank eight bottles of beer by himself at noon, getting somewhat tipsy. After greeting everyone upon returning to the hotel, everyone dispersed to enjoy their free time.

As for Zhang Yang, he went back to his room, closed the door, turned on the air conditioner, and slept like a log.

This sleep lasted from noon to the evening. It wasn't until after 8 PM that Zhang Yang was awoken by the honking of cars downstairs, feeling hungry.

He got up, washed his face, wandered around the rooms, called a few teammates to go downstairs, and they ate a late-night snack at the barbecue stand next door. They didn't head back to their rooms to rest until after 10 PM.

Early the next morning, before the alarm Zhang Yang set on his phone went off, he woke up naturally. The leisurely afternoon nap plus the full night's rest put Zhang Yang in excellent condition. He got up early, washed up, then took a stroll around the area. Finally, when the 5 AM alarm went off, he went around waking everyone up.

The hotel they stayed at provided meals, but 5 AM was a bit early for breakfast. Zhang Yang and his team didn't mind and each had four or five tea eggs, along with some rice porridge and pickles, eating until they were full. They finally did a final check of their equipment and live streaming gear, got in the car, and set off!

This is where the advantage of Zhang Yang's early rise showed. Daylight had broken, but being so early, there were few cars on the road. When they arrived at the Jinghai Garden Fishing Ground's entrance, it was only 6:20.

The official start of the competition was at 8 AM, leaving them an hour and a half to prepare. Even after accounting for the simple opening ceremony, time was still plentiful.

Zhang Yang parked the car in a spot close to the north bank and, with a call, everyone got busy.

Unloading equipment, fishing boxes, rod bags, camera stands, and various knick-knacks, everything was taken out and organized.

As for Zhang Yang, he directly took a large red basin used for children's baths from the SUV's trunk. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Yes, you saw it right, just that kind of plastic washbasin. Normally, Zhang Yang rarely uses such a killer tool when preparing bait.

But today and tomorrow are different. Zhang Yang has already thoroughly analyzed the fish conditions and pre-planned the fishing tactics. The washbasin is the greatest respect for the fish conditions.

Under the oblique glances of many people, Zhang Yang set the basin up properly, then took out the yellow storm bait stored in bags from the car. Fifty pounds a bag of snakeskin sacks, he directly carried down four sacks.

What followed was Zhang Yang pulling out a large enamel mug, resembling a fast-food cup, and scooping out the bait like it was free.

According to the formula ratio tested earlier, he prepared the base bait, took out medicinal wine, and generously poured a bottle in, then added water and mixed the bait thoroughly.

Zhang Yang was familiar with preparing bait in this manner. A total of ninety pounds was prepared for six people, with each person getting a baseline of fifteen pounds. Adding the bait promised to fishing friends yesterday, this reached over a hundred pounds. Even with the large washbasin, it wasn't mixed all at once.

After the first batch was ready and distributed, he prepared the second batch in the same old way. Once the second batch was distributed, Zhang Yang started mixing the personal use mash bait.

The scattered fireworks bait was laden with medicinal wine, and the personal mash bait even more so. After the bait was ready, three standard bottles of medicinal wine had been emptied. From afar, the unique fragrance of mixed Chinese herbs and alcohol could be smelled.

There was still some time before the opening ceremony gathering, so Zhang Yang and his team stood by smoking. Just as 7 AM struck, the guy named Gong Wenyuan from the previous day came looking for them.

"Master Zhang Yang, Master Wang Yan, have you had breakfast? Afraid you might not have eaten because you woke up early, I brought you some breakfast!" Gong Wenyuan asked, carrying a bag full of soybean milk and buns.

Zhang Yang's heart felt warm, developing quite a fondness for this guy he'd only met once. Although needy, this fellow's way of handling things couldn't be faulted, which moved Zhang Yang a bit.

"Thank you. Our hotel provided breakfast, and we ate our fill before coming! Much appreciated!!" Zhang Yang expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

"Hey, Old Gong, the bait for today's competition is ready for you! Look, here's the scattered bait and here's the mash bait! Keep it safe! Not sure how much you'll need, so I made about ten pounds of each!" Wang Yan took out two medium-sized supermarket plastic bags from beside the fishing box, each filled with prepared bait.

"Hehe, then I won't hold back! Benefitting from your expertise, if I manage to win a prize later, I'll treat you to a celebration!" Gong Wenyuan said as he accepted the bait, becoming polite in turn.