When Zhang Yang, 'fully armed,' came downstairs to meet the other team members in the lobby, everyone took a look at each other's stances and walking postures and couldn't help but smile wryly.

The fish situation in Jinghai Garden is not something that a regular small commercial black pit can match. The water quality is well-adjusted, the fish are strong, and coupled with the water level often being two or three meters deep, retrieving fish requires more energy than in shallow ponds.

Even the big shots like Wang Yan and Han Qiang, who usually boast of being War Gods in black pits, had plaster arranged on them. Just a glance showed that their postures were clearly a bit distorted, not to mention the strong smell of plaster under their sun protection suits.

"Boss, are you alright?" Wang Yan asked Zhang Yang with concern as he finally came down.

Zhang Yang pouted, no longer smug, and said with a bitter face, "Just getting by, damn it, flying over a thousand pounds of fish isn't easy, the aftereffects are a bit intense!"

"Hehe, you guys were so fierce yesterday, didn't take care of yourselves! Xiaowei and I are just fine!" YOYO gloated as she saw the male team members looking dejected.

Xiaowei also chimed in unusually, "I put on plaster too! The fish in Jinghai Garden are too strong, normally fishing doesn't require this much exercise!"

"Alright, it's already like this, don't dwell on it. Hurry up and eat breakfast, get full, and head to the fishing ground! I saw in the group that yesterday afternoon, Jinghai Garden released twenty tons of big fish again, let's go early and prepare!" Zhang Yang said.

The captain had spoken, so everyone went to the self-service cafeteria on the ground floor to grab some breakfast, quickly filled their stomachs, and gathered before heading to Jinghai Garden in three cars.

Getting up in the morning to apply plaster had delayed them a bit, so when the car reached Jinghai Garden, it was about twenty minutes later than yesterday, and the traffic at the Jinghai Garden Fishing Ground had noticeably increased.

It took Zhang Yang and the team quite some effort to find a parking spot, far from the water's edge where the competition was.

They unloaded the car, prepared for the competition, and then busy carrying fishing boxes and packages they got to work.

It was just half-past six, and the WeChat group was already buzzing with notifications.

Due to work and business needs, Zhang Yang had quite a few WeChat groups, but in most groups, he was the administrator, and they were usually relatively quiet. Receiving nonstop messages on WeChat early in the morning, what's going on? Zhang Yang was a bit curious.

Hearing the continuous notifications from WeChat, he instinctively took out his phone for a quick look.

This glance made Zhang Yang's originally relaxed brows slightly furrow.

In the temporary group for angler registration at the Jinghai Garden black pit event, the group owner, Lao Ma, and the sponsor and Baoding Little Yellow Bait boss Wang Defa, using management privileges, @ everyone, and posted several group announcements consecutively!

@ everyone, group announcement!

Because we couldn't catch adequately sized carp yesterday, after careful consideration by the event organizer and sponsor, it's been decided to temporarily change today's second competition project.

The competition will change from the original plan of total weight competition to single tail weight competition. Every carp caught by anglers weighing over eight pounds will have an opportunity to be weighed. If judges verify the weight exceeds eight pounds, each fish will earn a prize of 100 yuan. After weighing, the fish will belong to the fishing ground and be released back into the pond.

Furthermore, there will be a leaderboard for heaviest single tail fish, awarding 100,000, 30,000, 10,000, etc., as different prize standards based on rank.

Please all participating anglers read the group announcement carefully and adjust strategies accordingly. The final interpretation of the competition rules rests with the event committee!

"Zhang Yang, what's wrong? Your expression looks a bit off?" Zhou Chu, next to Zhang Yang, keenly noticed his furrowed brow and asked with concern.

Zhang Yang smacked his lips, feeling a bit heated, "Damn! The competition project has been changed last-minute! You all take a look at the announcement in the WeChat group!"

"What? What's changed?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, several busy anglers quickly took out their phones to check.

After reading the announcement, Wang Yan and Han Qiang's faces also turned grim.

"Damn it, can they really do this? Changing the competition project with just an hour to go? If they wanted to adjust, they should have issued the announcement earlier! We don't even have time to prepare! Damn!!" Wang Yan spat a thick glob of phlegm, feeling quite irritated.

After a brief adjustment, Zhang Yang quickly calmed down, squinting slightly and said, "If they announced earlier, everyone would be prepared, but then how would those who knew in advance benefit?

It's clear from yesterday's almost sweeping ranking we achieved, that the sponsor was unhappy, so they came up with this thing!"

"The competition is now for single tail weight, what should we do? Should we continue using Yellow Storm bait or adjust the formula for bigger fish?" Xiaowei pulled Zhang Yang's arm, her tone noticeably lacking in confidence.

Zhang Yang thought briefly and asked, "Xiao Zhang, did we bring old altar corn behind that large bag?"

Xiao Zhang shook his head, "We're out for black pit competition, not wild reservoir fishing, why bring that stuff! We had it but I unloaded it right before heading out!"

"What are you planning to do, boss?" Wang Yan also cast a curious look.

Zhang Yang checked the time on his watch, six thirty-five, with fifty-five minutes left before the competition starts at half-past seven.