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Chapter 994: Chapter 872: There Are People on the Island (Subscribe Please!)
After Tang Qing left,
Mi Rui returned to the banquet.
Indeed, without Tang Qing there, basically no one cared who he was. Fortunately, Mi Rui had come to terms with this; a person cannot choose their birth, but they can create their own future.
If sighing were useful,
most people in the world would be wealthy.
"Mi Rui, what does your classmate do?" He Wei, the brother of an ex-girlfriend, leaned in and asked quietly.
"Just a small business." Mi Rui did not answer directly. Information is a resource and if it’s a resource, it shouldn’t be freely given out. Tang Qing’s identity was not yet widely known.
That represented Tang Qing’s attitude; he truly preferred to keep a low profile. Mi Rui didn’t want one day to have this person come knocking on his door saying, "You know that Tang Qing, right? I’m having some trouble over here with XXX, can you introduce me?".
"What small business?" He Wei eagerly asked.
A small business?
That’s hard to believe.
A small business wouldn’t have almost everyone at that table recognizing him and being so friendly.
"You should ask your father about that." Mi Rui felt no fondness for the person before him and didn’t want to say much, He Wei’s family was in business, they had made some money overseas and came back to invest.
If it weren’t for this identity, he wouldn’t even be qualified to be here.
"..."
He Wei was choked by these words. If his father knew, would he still be asking Mi Rui? To be the first to leave the scene and to converse so casually with city leaders on an equal footing definitely indicated a powerful influence behind him.
This was an exchange for Chinese overseas entrepreneurs returning to the country.
It was to give Ge Feng a sense of belonging, and if it could attract some investment, all the better. With the hundreds of billions of dollars in overseas assets controlled by Ge Feng’s family, even a minor investment would be substantial.
It was also a form of acknowledgment.
And the reason for this grand reception.
Once Ge Feng invested, it would serve as a great lead for overseas Chinese to invest domestically.
...
In the following days,
Tang Qing went to the submersible in the Atlantic Ocean every evening to have some fun.
The main attraction was still the thrill of exploring the unknown; this was the essence of treasure hunting, the kind of surprise that could come from just turning a corner, which was truly mesmerizing—no wonder so many people enjoyed uncovering secrets.
Of course,
the harvest was not insignificant.
Although he didn’t find much gold or silver, he did find quite a few trinkets, items accumulated by native tribes on the African continent centuries ago, either taken by force or exchanged.
The quantity might not be huge,
but the quality was top-notch. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
...
May 19th.
It was evening in Huaxia.
In the Atlantic, it was the afternoon.
After exploring a sunken ship,
Tang Qing had the submersible surface.
Opening the hatch, Tang Qing stepped on the sea water and then onto the air, climbing onto the ship. Standing at the bow, Tang Qing felt a bit down, not because there was nothing inside the ship just now.
But because inside the cabin, there were only Chinese remains.
Looking at the time and the corrosion level of the ship,
the people had died over a hundred years ago.
Most of them were strong laborers, with a few women and children. Although their identities could not be determined, some tools on the ship indicated that these were Chinese laborers who had gone to the United States.
But this ship, he could not find any records of it.
He didn’t know the names, surnames, or origins of these Chinese from those times, whether this trip was from Africa to the United States, or from the United States to Africa, or even to Europe, no clues could be found.
"Tang Yi, deploy another Type-3 deep-sea submersible and lift that ship." According to Huaxia’s tradition, Tang Qing still felt it was better to let them rest in peace since he had encountered them, and couldn’t just pretend he hadn’t seen.
"Yes, Commander."
Soon,
accompanied by huge splashes,
another deep-sea submersible thunderously smashed into the water, carrying nearly a ton of steel cables, diving towards the underwater ship. Through the goggles, Tang Qing could clearly see the submersible fitting the steel cable around the iron ship.
After securing a few points,
four mechanical claws grasped the steel cable, giant electric machines rotated wildly, slowly dragging the ship upwards. It was lucky that it was an iron ship because, were it a wooden ship, it would have definitely fallen apart with such force.
"Buzzing..."
Deep sea.
Two huge orbs dragged an iron ship upwards, the maximum lift capacity of the deep-sea submersible was three hundred and forty-eight tons, with two it was nearly seven hundred tons, lifting the iron steamship below wasn’t too difficult a task.
It took over half an hour to go back and forth.
Only then was the entire ship lifted above the water surface.
The hoisting operation was taken over by the steel cables of the salvage ship, and in front of the colossal salvage ship, this tin ship was merely a speck, directly hoisted onto the ship and placed in a special slot.
"Set off,"
came the order.
The salvage ship moved forward in one direction.
Once the submersible was fully charged, it continued as planned, searching for treasure within this sea area from the sunken ship.
Two hours later.
They had already deviated from the regular shipping routes and had arrived at a deserted island. The Atlantic Ocean has a vast area with numerous deserted islands. Tang Qing had seen several in the past few days and had even gone ashore to play a few times.
He found them quite interesting; some places had beautiful scenery with blue seas and skies, especially some islands surrounded by rocky shores. The underwater life was colorful and vivid, teeming with multicolored fish swimming through the crystal-clear waters, making it highly suitable for diving...
It was something that the ’dead’ islands in the training area simply couldn’t compare to.
At this moment.
Thirty-seven bodies had already been wrapped in waterproof cloth by the fighters, ready to be buried on the island. These people had no identifiable information, and bringing them back to the country would only raise questions about where to bury them. It was better to find a nearby place for burial.
At the same time.
Something interesting was discovered on the island.
...
On the island.
Tang Qing stood on a flat piece of land.
His hands tucked in his pockets.
In front of him, dozens of fighters were digging the earth with military shovels. The only sounds were of iron spheres and rocks in the dirt colliding under the massive strength of the fighters. In just twenty minutes, they had dug several pits that were one meter deep each.
"Rumble..."
A loud noise came from the cloudy sky.
A gust of wind picked up.
Tang Qing looked up at the sky.
He estimated that it wouldn’t be long before it began to rain.
Another twenty minutes passed.
The ground was raised with dozens of mounds of earth.
No tombstones.
No identities.
Only a line of words was inscribed on a large stone about ten meters high nearby, noting that the people buried underneath were Chinese. Although it was rudimentary, it was still better than sinking to the seabottom; Tang Qing didn’t say a word about them.
After the burial.
He instructed the fighters to retreat back to the ship.
He then went alone to the top of the island’s hill, facing the strong sea wind, his hands in his pockets, feeling the Atlantic wind growing stronger—an omen of the upcoming storm.
In the distance, about a kilometer away, was his salvage ship.
He stood for five minutes.
Tang Qing looked at his watch.
He smiled faintly.
"Come out," he said softly to the air in front of him.
A few seconds later.
There was no sound around.
Tang Qing continued, "I don’t have much time, I will be leaving soon. If you don’t come out now, you’ll have to wait for the next group of people who come here. However, I don’t know if you can survive until then."
Before.
When the ship was salvaged.
Tang Qing had asked the command room to look for the nearest island, and they had found this one. During the satellite scan, they detected a heat source response, which on closer inspection turned out to be a person.
That person was picking fruit from a tree at the time, occasionally looking up at the sky, and his facial information was recorded then.
Soon.
The information about this person was investigated.
It turned out to be quite interesting.
He decided to come and meet in person.
...
Fifty meters behind Tang Qing.
A person in tattered clothes cautiously hid in the woods, nervously watching Tang Qing’s back. Hearing Tang Qing’s words made his heart jump; despite his carefulness, he had still been discovered.
