A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

next morning

At the foot of the mountain pass, cars gradually filled up.

Looking around, there were at least thirty vehicles, including cars, vans, and a few electric scooters.

Without exception, everyone who came down was carrying fully equipped fishing gear.

Wang Jian got out of a black luxury car and had just closed the door when he heard someone shout behind him.

"Mr. Wang, do we really have to hike to get to the mountain pass? They haven't even built a road. What kind of run-down place is this?"

The speaker was a man in his early forties, holding a fishing rod worth several thousand yuan.

His name is Lin Zaitian, and he and Wang Jian are fishing buddies who are also close friends and can talk about anything.

I saw Wang Jianfa's photo in the fishing enthusiasts' group yesterday and called him right away.

Wang Jian turned around and smiled, his tone neither humble nor arrogant: "President Lin, just call me Lao Wang when we're out. This place is a bit out of the way, but the fish are really fierce. As for the road, I guess the boss just didn't have the money to fix it."

"Let's go, let's find a good fishing spot." Wang Jian waved and took the lead in walking up the mountain.

Lin Zaitian nodded and followed.

I had only taken a few steps when I heard hurried footsteps behind me.

"Old Wang! Wait for us!"

Zhang Guolu, Chen Ming, and Dai Jiangyang caught up with them.

The four of them arranged to meet up early this morning via WeChat last night, but Zhang Guolu overslept and almost missed it.

The people behind them went up the mountain in twos and threes. Some of them recognized Wang Jian and Lin Zaitian and quickly followed.

We're all from the same circle, so we're very familiar with each other. Even if we don't know each other, we'll become acquainted as soon as we meet.

They chatted and laughed all the way.

Yang Qi woke up early at this time, quickly washed up, made a bowl of instant noodles, and sat at the door with his legs crossed.

He ate while staring blankly at the water.

The reservoir is beautiful in the morning, with the calm water reflecting the distant mountains.

A thin layer of mist rose from the water's surface, drifting gently in the breeze.

"A new day, hoping for some surprises," Yang Qi muttered to himself, in a good mood.

I had just finished eating my instant noodles when I heard a commotion of voices coming from the mountain road.

"Boss Yang! You're here!"

Yang Qi turned his head, slightly stunned.

Wang Jian walked at the front, with Lin Zaitian beside him, followed by Chen Ming, Zhang Guolu, and Dai Jiangyang. He recognized all four of them, except for Lin Zaitian.

But behind the four people was a small, long dragon.

Scattered heads emerged from around the bend in the mountain road, one after another, each carrying large and small bags.

Wow, how many people are there?

Yang Qi placed the instant noodle bucket on the chair and walked over in two quick steps.

"Brother Wang, Brother Dai, Brother Chen, Brother Zhang..."

"Who is this?"

"Hello, Lin Zaitian." Lin Zaitian extended his hand and looked Yang Qi up and down with a smile.

Yang Qi is the kind of handsome young man who grows on you, but he's not particularly outstanding, and he's only about 178 cm tall.

"Hello, Brother Lin, welcome to my fishing spot." Yang Qi politely returned the handshake.

At the same time, wondering where Zhang Dazhuang was, they craned their necks to look behind them, "Hmm? Brother Zhang Dazhuang didn't come with you?"

It would have been better if we hadn't mentioned it, because all five of them burst out laughing as soon as we did.

Wang Jian slapped his thigh and laughed, "Hahaha, it seems Old Zhang won't be able to make it!"

"That's hilarious." Chen Ming clutched his stomach. "His wife beat him up when he got home yesterday. He had to kneel on the floor all night. He looked terrible."

"Come, come, let me show you." Chen Ming took out his phone, opened the photo album, and handed over a photo.

Yang Qi leaned closer to take a look—

In the photo, Zhang Dazhuang is kneeling on the floor with a bruised and swollen face, his shoulders slumped, and his head almost touching his chest.

Yang Qi's lips twitched, and he bit his lip. Pfft... He couldn't laugh, he couldn't laugh.

"Alright, stop laughing." Zhang Guolu waved his hand. "We're here to fish, not to laugh at Zhang Dazhuang."

"Yes, yes, yes." Yang Qi quickly changed the subject, "How long are you five brothers fishing today?"

All five people simultaneously held up their fingers and said in unison, "One day."

Wang Jian patted the new fishing rod bag on his shoulder, chin held high: "Boss Yang, we've all changed our equipment today, the latest version, 300-pound fish are no problem."

Yang Qi scratched his head and joked, "Then you guys better take it easy."

Another burst of laughter followed.

"Look at what you're saying, scan the code, scan the code."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qi showed the QR code.

Immediately afterwards, five notifications of "5 yuan received via WeChat" rang out in succession.

After paying, the five people carried their equipment and headed towards the shore.

As Dai Jiangyang walked, he shouted, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, let's get a good spot!"

The people behind them walked over in twos and threes and stopped in front of the wooden sign standing next to the small house.

The sign reads: 200 for half a day, 350 for a full day, and 2 yuan per pound for fish.

"Boss, isn't your price a bit too high?" A middle-aged man wearing a sun hat frowned.

"That's right, other fishing spots only charge 100," another tall, thin man chimed in.

Yang Qi leaned against the doorframe, somewhat annoyed, but his smile remained unchanged: "You get what you pay for. I won't say more. If you think it's too expensive, you can turn around and leave. The road down the mountain is quite easy to walk on."

The middle-aged man who had spoken opened his mouth, glanced at the person next to him, hesitated for a few seconds, and then gritted his teeth and took out his phone: "Fine, we're already here, so let's just leave it at that."

"350 yuan received via WeChat."

Once the first person has paid, there's not much more to say about the rest.

One QR code after another was scanned, one transfer after another was made, and the voice announcements of the funds arriving formed a continuous stream.

"Two hundred yuan received via WeChat."

"350 yuan received via WeChat."

"350 yuan received via WeChat..."

"Two hundred yuan has been received via WeChat."

……

Soon, the reservoir bank became lively.

Yang Qi leaned against the door frame, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Fifty people came today, 46 new customers and 4 returning customers. Forty people spent the whole day choosing their items, and ten people spent half a day choosing their items. The total revenue was 16,000.

One day, 16,000.

He repeated the number to himself three times, feeling that the money came too easily and seemed unreal.

Just two weeks ago, he was a lowly office worker earning 3,000 yuan a month and getting scolded by his supervisor every day. Now he earns 16,000 yuan a day.

Adding yesterday's 1959 and the day before's 350, I made 18309 in three days without reducing costs.

[Ding! A total of 51 people have participated in fishing, and the time spent in the water has been increased by 510 times]

[Currently, the multiplier is 510x]

[You have received a stage reward, as follows:]

Yang Qi's spirits lifted, and he focused all his attention on his mind.

[First, mental strength has been greatly enhanced, and the range of mental focus has expanded to the entire reservoir.]

[Secondly, we will provide ten grass carp weighing 200 jin each, one black carp weighing 400 jin each, and one security camera card. Hidden cameras will be deployed around the reservoir, providing 360-degree surveillance of the entire reservoir with both visible and hidden cameras.]

Third, absolute fish control—fish species affected by the reservoir will be under your absolute control.

[Next phase reward condition: A cumulative total of 150 anglers.]

Yang Qi took a deep breath and looked at the reservoir.

If this 4-pound king of fish were put in, and someone was lucky enough to encounter it, the scene would be thrilling just to think about.

He could absolutely control the fish. In the past, controlling the fish required him to concentrate his mind and continuously expend his mental energy, which would cause headaches over time.

Now everything is fine. All the fish affected by the reservoir's accelerated flow are under his control, and he doesn't have to put in any effort.

This means he can make any fish bite any person's hook at any time.

Every fish in the reservoir is a pawn in his game.

Yang Qi's lips curled up.

Just then, a figure emerged from around the bend in the mountain path.

Yang Qi turned his head and glanced at it, his smile froze—

Village Chief Yang Guocheng.

The old man was 65 years old. He was wearing an old gray shirt and black cloth shoes, with his hands behind his back, and he walked over step by step.

His gaze first swept over the anglers on the shore who were looking for fishing spots, then looked at the fee sign standing in front of the small house, and finally landed on Yang Qi.

That look in his eyes was a bit complicated.

There was surprise, excitement, and greed...

Yang Qi's heart skipped a beat. He knew the villagers would find out sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

I thought I could keep it a secret for at least ten days or half a month, but the village chief came up on the third day.

"Xiao Qi," Yang Guocheng called out as he approached.