Supreme Sacred Ring, Carefree Tycoon!
In the 80s, a good-quality old Hainan Huanghuali round-backed armchair from the Qing Dynasty could be yours for just twenty yuan. Now, two million yuan o...
But Yang Jing was unsure. He could use the eye skill to find treasures, after all, treasures contained a huge amount of precious energy, and as long as they were not buried too deep, they could generally be found. But if he used the eye to find mineral veins, Yang Jing was not sure, after all, he had never used the eye skill to do such a thing before.
"Holy Ring, can I use my eye skills to find precious metal veins that contain natural treasures?" After thinking it over, Yang Jing decided to consult Holy Ring.
"If the master is willing to spend double the energy, then the eye skill can allow the master to see the precious metal veins under certain conditions. The condition is actually very simple, that is, the vein the master is looking for must be of a high enough grade. Otherwise, even if the master increases the energy consumption, he will not be able to find the vein."
"So, what is the minimum limit of this grade of Holy Ring? Can you tell me now?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I've never done this before, so I don't have any exact information. But if you use your eye skills, you will be able to spot any mineral vein that meets the requirements."
"Well, just assume you have nothing!" Yang Jing sighed helplessly. It is estimated that the original owner of the holy ring did not use it to do mineral exploration. After all, the holy ring is already amazing enough to be used for treasure appraisal. Who would be so idle as to go to the deep mountains and forests to look for mineral veins if they have such an amazing holy ring?
That's why I, a poor guy, would do this...
However, the answer given by the Holy Ring was not in vain. Yang Jing was also very clear about what the Holy Ring meant. Besides, this investigation was only a preliminary determination of the general survey range. Whether high-grade enriched mineral veins could be found still depended on luck.
Yang Jing thought about all sorts of things until dawn, and then he fell into a deep sleep.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Jing was awakened by Guo Xiang.
"What's the matter? It's Lin Fang's turn to fall asleep? He's so old, but he still loves to sleep! Look at how well his brother has worked out now. He can fall asleep anywhere and has never had trouble sleeping..."
Seeing Guo Xiang's contemptuous expression, Yang Jing gave this guy a straight middle finger, "Brother, you are thinking about your sister-in-law, okay? With someone hanging around at home, I naturally can't sleep here. Unlike someone, who is so old, he can't even get a girlfriend..."
Faced with such a sharp counterattack, the complacent Guo Xiang suddenly turned into a rabbit and disappeared in a flash.
During lunch, Guo Xiang still looked as if she had been hurt. Her resentful and expressionless face made Yang Jing think that he had gone too far in his joke.
Chris and his group of twelve arrived in Port Moresby in the afternoon. After the Arctic treasure hunt, they had been resting at home for more than 20 hours. Even though it was almost Christmas, their boss wanted to go to the terrifying Irian Island pristine rainforest for an inspection, so they immediately registered without hesitation and arrived in Papua New Guinea from the United States thousands of miles away in just one hour.
The arrival of Chris and his team made the expedition team suddenly much larger, but the addition of these elite members also improved the safety of the expedition team by N levels.
After Chris and his team arrived, the expedition team did not set out immediately because Chris and his team needed to transport a batch of equipment from Australia. The person who handled this matter was Carl Morris. He had some familiar connections in Cairns, an Australian city across the Great Coral Sea. The weapons and equipment needed by the entire bodyguard team had to be smuggled in from there.
Although the weapons control in Papua New Guinea is relatively strict, there is also a black market there. It’s just that Chris and his team don’t like those old weapons and equipment, so they smuggle the weapons and equipment they need directly from Australia.
After waiting for two days, Chris and his crew finally arrived safely in Port Moresby. A total of 18 people took a rented private plane and flew directly to Mount Hagen.
When it comes to transportation in Papua New Guinea, it is full of tears. Port Moresby, as the capital of Papua New Guinea, does not even have a highway. The most hateful thing is that due to the existence of the Central Mountain Range, the entire Papua New Guinea is forcibly divided into two halves, east and west, and there is no connection between the two halves except for air or sea transportation, and there is no road or rail connection at all.
Therefore, if you want to get to Mount Hagen, which is more than 500 kilometers away from Port Moresby, you either have to take a boat to Lae, then drive from Lae to Mount Hagen, or fly directly to Mount Hagen. Apart from these two options, there is no other way.
Because Chris and his team needed to carry some sensitive weapons and equipment, Yang Jing simply paid to rent a Boeing BBJ3 private business jet to fly directly to Mount Hagen.
Although Papua New Guinea is poor, there are many wealthy people in Port Moresby. Most of these wealthy people are foreigners who have made their fortunes from Papua New Guinea's mineral resources. Therefore, there are many luxury private jets parked in the hangar of Jacksons International Airport, which can be rented to you for money...