Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 601 - 347: This Is Freaky

There's a movie line that goes something like this: where there are people, there are conflicts; where there are conflicts, there are rivalries.

The same goes for the competitive fishing circle. After decades of development, the competitive circle has long since become a stage for fame and fortune among anglers.

Teams like Qin Xiao's, which belong to second or third-tier fishing gear companies, may not be on par with the truly top-tier anglers, but after being around long enough, they've made a name for themselves in the circle.

Even Qin Hui had two good friends, not to mention someone like Qin Xiao, who puts a lot of effort into his appearances.

He maintains certain contacts with teams he's close to. It's not the first time they've teamed up to do something. One never knows when they might need each other, so usually, unless something unexpected happens, just a word is enough to make things happen.

Jinhui quickly conveyed the boss's intentions to several different groups. Once they heard about the 'battle' to be fought, they quickly got energized and started preparing.

The preparation here is quite interesting. Jinhui and Xiaokai were in charge of collecting relevant photos and information on Zhang Yang's team members and then distributing them in the WeChat group. Once the next draw is over and they enter the venue, it's as if the lottery has been drawn.

Mathematically speaking, under the conditions of competing at the same fishing ground, the probability of an athlete drawing a position to the left or right of a fellow competitor is actually not high.

But given the number of participants involved in the ambush, quite a few teams, nearly twenty people altogether!

Since there's no chance of making it to the finals, if they play the ambush game well, they might even get rewarded by the big shot who issued the task. Why not?

...

Zhang Yang's team was targeted by people arranged by Qin Xiao, but they hadn't noticed anything yet. They were still using the break time to summarize and analyze the fish situation and adjust their bait.

Zhang Yang suggested involving Han Mocheng, so he really brought him in.

While preparing bait for the other team members, he didn't treat Han Mocheng as an outsider at all, preparing a portion for him as well. He did not shy away from revealing key details such as bait preparation techniques, types and amounts of additives.

The time between matches quickly passed, and the loudspeaker once again announced the start of the next draw.

"Alright, everyone, stop chatting! It's time for the draw again! No matter how well or poorly you did before, show your competitive spirit!

Including Xiaobao and Liu Zi, nobody should slack off! This is a rare practical competition opportunity!"

Zhang Yang, like a nagging mother, kept reminding his team members earnestly.

"Got it, leader!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

...

After advising his teammates, Zhang Yang quickly pulled out his phone with the group and skillfully logged into the public account applet to access the draw function.

"Oh God, give me a good spot to make some waves!" Zhang Yang, like a superstitious believer, muttered a couple of sentences with his eyes closed before gritting his teeth and pressing the draw button.

3rd Pond A18!

A number flickered a few times and then settled.

When Zhang Yang saw the draw result for the second match, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

3rd Pond A18, again 3rd Pond A18!!!

The draw for the last match was 3rd Pond A18, and unexpectedly, for the second match, he drew the same spot again!

That's odd!

With 80 participants in a competition pond, drawing the same spot for two matches is a small probability event, and Zhang Yang encountered it.

Across many fishing competitions, big and small, Zhang Yang had never drawn the same spot consecutively in his past competitions.

"Damn! What the hell!" Zhang Yang muttered softly, his tone somewhat incredulous.

Liu Zi looked up curiously and asked, "Is it a bad spot, Brother Yang?"

Meng Fan was excitedly grinning, "I got a central oxygen pump spot!"

"What's up, boss?" Xiaobao also asked a bit hesitantly.

Zhang Yang scratched his head and said, "What the hell, it's a bit bizarre! I'm stuck with this A18 today, drew the same spot for two matches!"

"Didn't you score small in the last match? You're already familiar, so you don't even need to figure out the fish dynamics again. That's great!" Han Mocheng chimed in.

Zhang Yang shrugged and spread his hands helplessly, "Let's make do! A very average spot, and the fish density isn't as high as imagined!"

They chatted a bit more, and everyone completed their draw. Meng Fan got lucky and drew a central oxygen pump fishing spot, while the others got ordinary spots, not worth mentioning.

The competing athletes began to enter. Zhang Yang quickly adjusted his mentality, carried his fishing box, and headed to his previous spot for the match.

Han Mocheng mentioned an important point: being familiar with the fish dynamics could indeed save a lot of testing time.

In the last match, Zhang Yang fished for bottom fish with wet bait scatter, which worked well overall. For this second match, Zhang Yang planned to continue using the method he explored in the previous round.

The only difference was, when preparing bait, Zhang Yang consciously adjusted the water ratio to about 1:0.6. Compared to the last match's bait preparation, this one had a slightly higher water ratio.

The more you fish, the harder the bite gets. Increasing the wet scatter water ratio slightly allows Zhang Yang to control the lowest tolerance for bait errors through his baiting technique.

What if the fish dynamics suddenly become aggressive? In the worst-case scenario, just prepare the bait again.

After entering and putting down the fishing box, Zhang Yang smoothly completed all the necessary preparations.

Since the location didn't change, there was no need to adjust the bobber's lead weight, water depth positioning, and other details. Zhang Yang just habitually verified the bobber's position and placed the fishing rod on the rack, waiting for the match to officially start.

During the wait for the new match to begin, Zhang Yang habitually observed the anglers to his left and right.

Initially, he didn't notice anything, but after making eye contact with the angler on his right, Zhang Yang felt a sudden jolt.

Zhang Yang wasn't clairvoyant; how could he know what someone was thinking with just one look?

Not that exaggerated, but the situation was extremely unusual.

Why? Because the angler on the right, when making eye contact with Zhang Yang, showed signs of evasion and guilt in his eyes.

A person with a clear conscience, compared to someone with hidden motives, normally has a completely different gaze. This angler's guilty glance suggested he was up to no good.

With a cautious mindset, Zhang Yang observed a few more times out of the corner of his eye, confirming his judgment further.

Why do I say that?

Because after revealing his inner thoughts through his eyes, the guy got caught sneaking glances by Zhang Yang again.

"Hey, buddy! Where are you from in Dongshan Province? You look a bit familiar!" Zhang Yang started a conversation with him out of nowhere.

The angler on the right didn't expect Zhang Yang to take the initiative, paused for a moment, then regained his composure.

"From Changzhou City, I don't think we know each other!"

"Oh, oh, I must have made a mistake! Sorry about that!"