People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

Abruzzi and Vincent exchanged a glance, speechless, and pretended not to see anything.

Diamond and Margaret looked at each other, smiled, shook their heads, and continued on their way.

As Ding Ze walked down, he spoke to the group of employees who were still in a daze behind him, "Don't just stand there. If you want to see, you have plenty of time over the next six days. Right now, we need to find the exit first."

The exit is not hard to find.

After descending the steps, Ding Ze led Janet straight to the base of the central golden platform.

There are entrances on all four sides of the bottom.

"It seems to be here, everyone follow," Ding Ze called out.

About twenty minutes later.

The group made it through a very wide and sturdy drainage channel without incident.

The exit is in a relatively remote corner, which was originally submerged by the lake.

“That makes things simple,” Abruzzi said, taking a deep breath as he stepped out.

Ding Ze nodded, "Alright, let's go back first. John, call the people in, we'll start moving. We'll move everything in six days, leaving nothing behind."

"Alright!" Abruzzi grinned from ear to ear.

Ding Ze didn't say much, and led Janet back to the City of Gold.

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unconsciously.

In the city of gold, on top of the gold, tents were erected one after another.

Many people are cooking.

The aroma of the food wafted through the air.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette, lay down on his sleeping bag, and stared blankly into space.

Janet and her family of three were still touching and looking around, their excitement hadn't subsided.

Abruzzi was already directing his employees to get to work.

The employees' faces were beaming with incredibly bright and excited smiles.

Joy reigned in the golden city.

After playing with it for a while, Janet, carrying a heavy gold brick, ran happily to Ding Ze like a child, saying, "Mr. Ding, this is for you."

"I don't want it, it's too heavy. You can keep it yourself," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

“You’re not cooperating,” Janet said, displeased.

“Okay, okay, I’ll cooperate,” Ding Ze stood up and took the gold brick.

Soon.

Janet sat on the gold brick, using it as a stool, and the two began to eat dinner.

“This place is truly amazing. How long do you think it took those people back then to build such a golden city?” Janet asked curiously.

"Many years," Ding Ze replied. "The way of thinking in ancient times is sometimes very strange. Tell me, what is the point of building such a golden city, besides making me rich?"

“…” Janet was speechless for a moment, then thought about it seriously. “It might be to show off his strength. For example, look, I have so much gold, it’ll scare you to death!”

"Haha, that makes sense."

The two ate and laughed.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

Ding Ze checked the time and asked Janet, "Why don't we go out? It's time to sleep. Let John and the others handle things here."

Janet thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll come during the day."

"Okay, let's call your parents and go."

soon.

The four set off and returned to the ground, where they split up and crawled into the RVs that had been prepared in advance to take showers and rest.

In the city of gold.

After staring at the gold for several hours, the excitement wore off, and Abruzzi was getting sleepy. He yawned, then shook his head. "Then there's more to come."

Vincent smiled and nodded in agreement, "These gold things, once you see them too often, they're just like any other kind of thing. They're like damn rocks, a real pain to move around."

"Another problem is, what if someone leaks this information..."

Vincent paused as he spoke, “I’m afraid all the gangs in America will come to rob us. It won’t be an easy trip back for us… at least, we can’t go by land.”

Abruzzi had already thought of this: "We need to use large cargo planes to transport it by air, which is much safer."

The two began to discuss it in hushed tones. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 166 Next Steps: Back to Miami

Each gold bar was very large and heavy, and there was no normal road to walk on. The more than two hundred employees worked all night and were exhausted. By the time dawn broke, when everyone saw the gold again, they no longer felt any excitement and were all very calm.

As the new day began, the employees took turns resting.

A group of people fell asleep, another group woke up, and then the work continued.

Abruzzi, who had spent the night in the Golden City, came out, had some breakfast, and enjoyed the fresh air in the park.

Around 9 a.m., Ding Ze got up and stepped out of the RV.

Abruzzi, who was sunbathing on a deck chair, saw this and immediately got up to talk to Ding Ze about the transportation problem. "There is just too much gold in this batch. It is too risky to transport it back by land. We need cargo planes, a lot of cargo planes, and we need to start transporting it back to Miami immediately."

As he spoke, Abruzzi lowered his voice and whispered, "There are too many people coming this time. Someone will definitely leak this information. We need to send more people over immediately."

Ding Ze lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and had an idea. "Let's sell most of the gold here and save ourselves the trouble of transporting it back."

"We'll keep those gold statues for ourselves, and sell all the rest of the gold bars."

Abruzzi paused for a moment, then realized what Ding Ze meant: "Have people from the Jiade and Soapy auction houses come and take the gold away?"

Ding Ze nodded. "The gold is in their hands now. If it gets stolen, that's their problem."

Abruzzi grinned. "Good idea. That way, there's no need to bring anyone over."

“Okay,” Ding Ze replied, “I’ll go make a call to them.”

After a while, the call was connected.

Davis-Galli, the CEO of Soapyt Auction House, was incredibly enthusiastic: "Mr. Ding, it's a pleasure to hear from you again."

Ding Ze laughed, "How happy?"

Davis-Galli: "...Very happy."

“It’s good to be happy,” Ding Ze said, no longer joking. “I’ve acquired another batch of treasure, and we’re currently excavating it. This batch of treasure is quite spectacular. My plan is for you to come directly to the site and take the treasure away, saving us the trouble of transporting it.”

Upon hearing this, Davis-Galli was immediately overjoyed. "Mr. Ding, you're amazing! One treasure after another, it just won't stop! Okay, no problem, I can come right away."

"Mr. Ding, how magnificent is the scale of this treasure trove?"

Ding Ze grinned. "I estimate it's worth about 100 billion US dollars. Soapy and Goldman Sachs can each take half."

The voice reached my ears.

Davis-Galli was stunned for a moment, his mind buzzing incessantly.

Several seconds passed before Davis-Galli could barely speak, stammering, "Mr. Ding, you, you, you just said, said, how much again?"

“About a hundred billion US dollars,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this alarming number again, Davis-Galli immediately gasped, "Jesus!! Mr. Ding, this, this is too outrageous!!"

"Really? What's wrong? Can't you eat?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

“I can handle it, absolutely I can handle it…” Davis-Galli dared not say no to such a huge deal, and hurriedly replied affirmatively. Then, he tentatively asked, “Mr. Ding, is it still necessary to make an advance payment this time?”

“A one billion US dollar advance will suffice,” Ding Ze said.

Davis-Galli heard this and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although a prepayment of one billion US dollars is indeed staggering, Soapy Auction House has made a fortune from previous collaborations, so a larger prepayment is not a problem this time, given the scale of the deal.

"Okay, Mr. Ding, may I ask what kind of treasure you found this time?"

“BRICS, BRICS with at least 500 years of history, there are many, many of them,” Ding Ze replied. “So you need to bring some security personnel and prepare a large transport plane, otherwise you won’t be able to transport them away.”

Hear the words.

Davis-Galli fell silent, instantly understanding Ding Ze's meaning.

The scale of the gold BRICS, worth a hundred billion US dollars, is simply unimaginable.

With so much gold appearing, there's a high chance the news will leak out, and there's a very high probability of encountering problems during transportation...

Ding Ze is trying to shift the risk onto Soapyt Auction House.

After a moment of intense thought, Davis-Galli calmed down a bit.

But even knowing that's how it is... what does a little risk matter in the face of huge profits?