Time quickly passed, and before long it was evening, and Chu Mingcheng set up a barbecue grill on the aft deck.
Of course, due to the competition starting tomorrow, the harbor was bustling tonight, with a constant stream of contestants coming and going.
Just on the docks alone, there were about three hundred boats, with the fishing boats and fishing vessels each making up about half, and even among the fishing vessels, there were trawlers and other types of boats, indicating that a fair number of fishermen came to compete.
Based on an estimate of five people per boat, there were at least one thousand five hundred people—a swarming crowd like a middle school morning assembly.
In the afternoon when Chu Mingcheng had just arrived, he hadn't noticed anything amiss, but now he was starting to sense that something was off.