Just after seven o'clock, a loudspeaker in the distance announced that the position cards could enter the venue!
Subsequently, the crowd waiting at the entrance dashed towards the floating bridge at full sprint speed.
Zhang Yang and his friends had all paid for their position cards, and they certainly didn't want to be left behind. They joined the crowd, running forward with their fishing boxes on their backs.
They were all in their twenties or thirties, and for a moment, Zhang Yang felt a fleeting sense of rushing to the canteen during high school after class in a hundred-meter sprint.
Thanks to Zhang Yang's regular exercise and excellent physical fitness, he sprinted with the fishing box on his back at quite a pace. Besides the few who entered the venue first, Zhang Yang ranked around fourth or fifth.
