The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

The points I just received from the system task hadn't even been properly enjoyed before the system threw out another bait.

A century-old shipwreck, a reaction in a sealed metal environment.

He could imagine that deep in the waters of Devil's Reef, an ancient merchant ship lay quietly, and a sealed box in the cabin had been waiting in the darkness for hundreds of years.

What could be inside?

gold.

antique.

Or perhaps some kind of lost technical blueprint.

This greed choked him, but he was still Lin Chen.

The reality is that the Pathfinder's waterline is dangerously low, with two huge refrigerated containers weighing down the deck, containing bluefin tuna worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Sun Heizi and several other men collapsed on the deck, too exhausted to even stand up, but with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Father Lin Jianguo leaned against the ship's railing, silently smoking. The glow of the cigarette flickered on his wrinkled face, but his cloudy eyes were full of light.

With an overloaded ship and a group of ordinary people, they set out to explore a shipwreck whose location, depth, and level of danger were unknown.

Only a madman would do that.

Lin Chen suppressed that impulse with all his might.

He's a businessman, not an explorer.

The first thing a businessman must learn is to lock in profits and avoid risks.

"no."

[Deep-sea coordinate anchor point]

[Effect: Consumes 10 points to permanently mark a specific coordinate in the current sea area, unaffected by system refreshes.]

"exchange."

10 points deducted.

A faintly glowing anchor point icon was precisely marked on the map in his mind, right above the outline of the shipwreck that had just emerged in the core area of ​​Devil's Reef.

After doing all this, Lin Chen finally felt his restless heartbeat calm down.

The treasure is right there; it can't be hidden.

But first, you must turn your current wealth into numbers in your bank account.

"Dad, Hei Zi, get up."

"Pack the deck, check the equipment, and prepare for a full-speed return trip."

Sun Heizi shuddered and struggled to get up. He looked at the sea in the distance, which was even blacker than ink, in the direction where Zhou Zhen and the others had disappeared.

He asked in a low voice.

"Brother Chen...those guys...are we just leaving like this?"

Lin Chen turned around and looked at him, saying:

"We came here to fish. When we pulled in the nets, it was so loud that we didn't see or hear anything, understand?"

Sun Heizi paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

"Understood."

Lin Chen turned around and walked back to the driver's seat.

He took out a satellite phone that had never been used before from a hidden compartment.

This was an anonymous device that he had specially asked Zhou Dazhuang to get after Zhang Meng smashed his boat last time, just in case.

He skillfully edited a message, without a salutation, without a signature, only a coordinate and a sentence.

[Outside Devil's Reef, coordinates XXX, XXX, a boat has run aground, and there appears to be someone overboard. Requesting rescue.]

Press the send button, and the indicator light will flash and then turn off.

He took out the SIM card and threw it into the sea along with the phone.

After doing all that, he walked to the steering wheel and pushed the throttle to the maximum.

They sped off towards the deep-water port of the provincial capital.

...It was 5:30 in the morning.

The deep-water port of the provincial capital.

Tang Mingyuan paced back and forth at Pier No. 3, his palms sweating so much that his phone was wet and slippery.

He didn't sleep all night.

Last night, seafood tycoon Zhao Deding made calls to almost every high-end restaurant owner in the provincial capital, and his harsh words spread throughout the industry—he would make sure that Yunhaige couldn't even produce a decent sea fish.

Although the boss, Chu Tiankuo, said he believed in Lin Chen, his furrowed brows betrayed him.

This is no longer just a business deal; if we lose, Yunhai Pavilion will have to be kicked out of the high-end catering industry in the provincial capital.

Time passed second by second, and the sky changed from gray-black to pale white.

Just when Tang Mingyuan was about to despair, a silhouette slowly approached from the morning mist on the sea.

It's the Pioneer.

Tang Mingyuan stared intently at the ship, hope igniting in his eyes.

The boat slowly approached the shore, and the mooring lines were dropped and secured.

Lin Chen jumped out of the driver's seat.

"Mr. Tang, you've arrived quite early."

"Brother Lin, you've finally arrived."

Tang Mingyuan rushed forward in one stride, his voice trembling with tears.

"How's it going? Where's the goods?"

Behind him, Yunhaige's refrigerated truck fleet had formed a long line, with drivers and movers craning their necks.

Lin Chen didn't answer, but instead shouted towards the ship.

"Kuroko, open the box."

"Okay."

Sun Heizi responded and, along with two equally excited men, ran to the two huge white refrigerated containers.

"Click—"

The heavy lock was unlocked.

As the heavy box door was suddenly pulled open, a visible burst of white, icy air at minus sixty degrees Celsius rushed out.

The air temperature on the dock suddenly dropped, and Tang Mingyuan even shivered.

The white mist gradually dissipated.

The scene inside the box was exposed to everyone's view.

In that instant, the entire dock fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, frozen in place.

Inside the huge container, more than a dozen enormous creatures, each over two meters long and as large as an adult male, were neatly stacked.

Their muscles are strong and their lines are smooth, reflecting a metallic sheen in the morning light.

Top grade, bluefin tuna.

And it wasn't just one container, it was two whole large containers.

Tang Mingyuan felt his mind go blank, blood rush to his head, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

The walkie-talkie in his hand shattered on the concrete floor with a "thud."

"Oh My God……"

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Quickly, video call, make a video call to Chairman Chu."

He suddenly remembered something and yelled at his assistant like a madman.

The video call connected quickly, and Chu Tiankuo's stern face appeared on the screen.

"Mingyuan, what's going on?"

Tang Mingyuan was so excited that he could hardly speak, and he immediately pointed the camera at the mountain of top-quality tuna.

On the other side of the screen, Chu Tiankuo, who was usually inscrutable, suddenly had his pupils contract sharply the moment he saw the image.

His hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

A good ten seconds passed before his hoarse yet excited voice came through the phone.

"All of it. I'll cover everything at 20% above market price."

"Finance. Immediately. Use the bank's expedited channel to transfer the funds to Mr. Lin Chen."

"Six figures, not a penny less."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen's phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw it was a bank deposit notification.

[A transfer transaction of RMB 250,000.00 was completed on [Date] at 06:15. Current balance: ...]

A huge sum of 250,000 yuan has arrived in my account.

Tang Mingyuan personally watched over each fish, afraid that it might get bumped or damaged.

After everything settled down, Tang Mingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and offered him a cigarette.

"Brother Lin, you are my savior."

"To be honest, that old fox Zhao Deding sent a speedboat out to sea last night, it seems he wanted to... physically intercept them."

Lin Chen lit a cigarette, took a drag, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said:

"Yeah?"

"The sea is rough, they might have gotten lost."