The last twenty minutes of the second half quickly came to a close. Qian Wenjun performed flawlessly this round, almost without a single fish lost along the way. With the session ending, he felt refreshed, as if he was one with the fish.
"Time's up, let's count the catches! That last round went pretty well!" Qian Wenjun was the first to stand up, eagerly pulling out his fish keeper.
Zhang Yang nodded with a grin: "Alright!"
They proceeded to count the catches methodically, and after counting the last fish, there were a total of 101 fish.
In forty minutes, catching over a hundred fish; if calculated over an hour, the speed would be 150 fish. In Sun Bay's elusive fish pond, such a catch rate is definitely not considered low. If this were an official competition, it would surely be a group level achievement.
"Not a bad catch! Count mine too!" Zhang Yang also pulled out his fish keeper.
