777米奇影

At the same time, in the office of the Odyssey Company in America, several executives were engaged in conversation, enjoying cigars.

“Has Luo Feng set sail yet?” one inquired.

“He’s been out for several days now!”

“The latest information reveals that Luo Feng has discovered more than a dozen sunken ships on the ocean floor, and he’s currently in the process of salvaging them!”

“I’ve seen it. Those sunken ships are mere fishing vessels. There shouldn’t be any treasure there.”

Upon learning that the sunken ships were only fishing vessels, the executives’ interest waned. As seasoned professionals, they understood that such vessels, whether ancient or modern, would not carry much value. The ancient ones might hold some worth, particularly with the inclusion of fishermen’s tools, but modern ones would barely offset the cost of recovery. Small fishing vessels were something the Odyssey Company would scarcely consider salvaging.

“This Luo Feng, he used to hunt for treasures on land. Now that he’s taken to the sea, it’s natural for him to be thrilled by finding a sunken ship,” one executive commented.

“Yeah, I remember when I switched from land to sea treasure-hunting. The first time I found a sunken ship, regardless of its type, it filled me with excitement as well!”

Just then, one of the executives received a phone call.

“Hello? You say there’s something inside those fishing vessels?”

After hanging up, his expression morphed into one of confusion, and he hastily tuned into Luo Feng’s live broadcast.

The others immediately pressed, “Something inside the fishing vessels? What could it be?”

“I’m not entirely certain. It seems they’ve salvaged some chests from the vessels!” the executive replied, continuing, “Let’s watch the live broadcast.

Then we’ll know everything.”

The executives swiftly turned solemn, setting up a projector and casting Luo Feng’s livestream onto a large screen in front of them.

Meanwhile, Luo Feng had once again dived under the sea. Pointing at the pried-open wooden planks below, he commanded, “Head to the seabed and keep bringing those objects up to me!”

“No problem!”

Luo Feng, after shifting several chests and feeling the fatigue, permitted the affluent second -generation divers who had previously dived to assist with the lifting. The ship’s cargo area could only accommodate one person at a time.

One of the divers descended with a headlamp, his initial hesitance giving way to confidence as he entered the dark space, knowing Luo Feng had already been inside.

Before long, a one-meter-square wooden chest, tightly sealed and ringed with iron nails, was brought to the surface.

“Amazing, Brother Luo! There are many more chests inside!”

After quickly retrieving the chest, Luo Feng asked, “Are there no other divers among you, the crew? I’ll give $1000 for each chest you bring up! I have diving suits. If anyone’s willing, go try them on!”

Luo Feng suspected that some of the crew members might be divers but would be reluctant to undertake any tasks beyond their standard responsibilities, especially something as perilous as diving, without additional incentives.

“Boss Luo, sir, I can dive!”

“Me too!”

The promise of money was persuasive, and several crew members promptly revealed their diving skills.

“Really, you guys are so motivated by money!” Lin Yueting remarked, rolling her eyes. She would have dived purely out of curiosity, without any reward. These men seemed devoid of curiosity.

What Lin failed to comprehend was that these men had families to support. They didn’t want to risk their lives out of simple curiosity. But with money on the line, their interest was piqued.

With fresh recruits, chests were rapidly extracted from the sunken ships. Everyone’s curiosity was piqued as to what these sealed wooden chests might contain. Could they hold real treasure?

In roughly two hours, the last of the wooden chests was retrieved—a total of 230.

Seven or eight people were visibly fatigued, including the crew members responsible for pulling the ropes.

“Let’s all head up!” Luo Feng announced, feeling that they were still short-handed.

Even with seven or eight people working diligently, progress was slow.

Time, however, was not a concern. They were confident that only twelve sunken ships lay in the area, and they could continue working until the salvage team arrived.

“Let’s rest for a while and eat something. We’ll resume in an hour!” Luo Feng directed, and then ordered the chefs to prepare a meal focusing on nutrition rather than flavor. He requested hearty, meaty dishes that would replenish everyone’s energy.

The chefs acted promptly, and within twenty minutes, an array of robust meat dishes was ready. Everyone gathered on the deck, devouring the food ravenously. The exhilaration of the day’s discoveries mingled with the enticing aroma of the meal, filling the air with an electric sense of anticipation..