"There are quite a few gold prospectors in the city. They all have their own bases. When they have nothing to do, they usually hang out at the gold-collecting area and chat."

"Let's chat about where there's a lot of gold, or where a new mine has opened, or whose mine has produced a big batch of gold, and so on."

"His family also sells these instruments. You guys can go and have a look around when you have time. It's quite nice," the young man said, stubbing out his cigarette.

"Really? That's great. Let's go and see for ourselves." Chen Feng said with a somewhat surprised expression.

However, it's unknown how much of that surprise was genuine.

However, this information was indeed very useful to Chen Feng, who was currently worried about not having a place like this to inquire about information.

I'll get to know a few gold prospectors and learn about their experience in this industry.

After Chen Feng finished speaking, the two of them stood there, feeling somewhat awkward.

The young man didn't want to leave, and Chen Feng didn't want to cause trouble while he was there, so the two of them just stayed there.

Feeling rather embarrassed, the young man looked at the small pit at Chen Feng's feet.

"Did you find a bargain?" the young man asked, feigning ignorance.

"Yes." Chen Feng nodded, admitting it directly.

This is to tell young people that they found the goods themselves.

If they can't find it, the young man can just run the detector over it, and then it'll be hard to say who owns it.

"Then you get up, don't worry about me, haha." The young man said with what he thought was a friendly smile.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. I'll rest for a bit." Chen Feng plopped down on the ground, looking like he wasn't planning to make a move for the time being.

"Don't be like that, buddy, it's not that serious." The young man finally couldn't hold back anymore, and his face turned cold.

Seeing that he couldn't keep up the act any longer, Chen Feng touched his pickaxe and stood up, his face equally indifferent.

"What's wrong? I found some goods, but I want to rest for a while before continuing my shopping. Is there a problem?"

The two stared directly at each other, the air growing heavy, neither willing to yield an inch, like needles clashing against wheat awns, as if they were about to fight at any moment.

In the end, the young man, who had wanted to say something, glanced at the sharp pickaxe in Chen Feng's hand, nodded with a grim expression, said nothing, took a few steps back, and left.

Only after watching him walk away did Chen Feng slowly loosen his grip on the pickaxe.

That young man was clearly malicious. If he really wanted to make a move, Chen Feng wouldn't back down.

He had even prepared to strike first if the young man made any move that crossed the line, digging a few holes in him with a pickaxe before saying anything else.

In this desolate wilderness, with no one around, who would dare to gamble on the other party's true intentions?

Strike first and you'll have the upper hand; strike later and you'll suffer the consequences.

After leaving, the young man's face was extremely gloomy. He bit his lip tightly, showing resentment at not achieving his goal and the humiliation of being forced away.

If he hadn't seen the pickaxe in Chen Feng's hand, he would have definitely attacked.

He's always been the one running rampant in this area; when is it his turn to be forced out?

Indeed, he did feel a little scared when he met Chen Feng's eyes just now.

Because he often gets into conflicts with people, he can easily tell whether the other party is bluffing or is truly fierce and ruthless.

"Damn it, who came out panning for gold with a pickaxe? What is that?"

The young man attributed his retreat to Chen Feng's superior weaponry, arguing that he recognized the situation clearly and was not cowardly.

If he hadn't been carrying a weapon, would I have been afraid of him?

Yes, that's it.

On the other side, after seeing that the young man had really left, Chen Feng squatted down and started digging for the goods.

This time, he acted much faster than before. Getting the goods out and taking them away quickly was the best course of action; otherwise, things might change.

Who knows whether that person left or sent someone else?

From Chen Feng's perspective, he doesn't like to get into conflicts with people. He only came out to make money, not to establish a stronghold or occupy territory.

But if anyone really dares to bully him, then you fucking try it and you'll get yourself killed.

Chen Feng would rather fight to the death than let someone else die a humiliating death.

Squatting on the ground and forcefully scooping up the soil, a small mound was quickly created.

He picked up the detector and ran it over it, and the detector made a "whoosh" sound.

He had already dug out the evidence, so he switched to a small shovel and started searching through it. After searching for a while without finding anything, Chen Feng started using the shovel to remove the soil.

After about five or six swipes, Chen Feng found the goods. He gently shook the shovel and continued to pass it through the detector.

With a gentle shake, Chen Feng saw a gold flake emerge from the shovel. He picked it up and carefully looked around to make sure no one was there before wiping off the dust.

The gold piece was a decent size; Chen Feng estimated it was worth over a thousand yuan.

After putting the goods into a small bottle, Chen Feng picked up his tools and walked in the opposite direction from the young man.

Chen Feng tries to avoid conflict whenever possible.

After walking for about ten minutes, Chen Feng's system beeped.

He drew a map of the area, then picked up the detector and began the exploration.

While probing, Chen Feng couldn't help but look around to see if anyone was chasing after him.

They continued probing line by line until they reached two-thirds of the way through, at which point the detector emitted a sound.

Chen Feng squatted down, put on a small pickaxe, and began to vigorously scoop up soil.

The wind was quite strong in the morning. Chen Feng was already covered in dust from carrying soil, and the wind made it even worse, covering him completely. He unconsciously frowned, squinted, and shielded his eyes with his arm.

Chen Feng continued shoveling soil only after the wind subsided.

Feeling that it was about time, Chen Feng turned around, picked up the detector, and ran it over the mound of earth.

The detector made no sound, so Chen Feng knew the goods were still down there. He then switched to a shovel and started shoveling dirt into the pit.

He dug the soil shovel by shovel, and soon the detector beeped. Chen Feng shook himself slightly and started digging with his hands.

Before long, Chen Feng had pried out a silver coin.

The silver nugget was worth about forty yuan. Chen Feng blew on it, put it in the bottle, tidied up his tools, and continued walking.

The ground here was uneven, and Chen Feng walked forward with uneven steps. At this moment, he seemed to see something different ahead.

There seemed to be a lot of sticks stuck in the ground. He didn't know what was going on, so he decided to go over and find out.

When Chen Feng got to the back, he saw a large hole in front of him, and when he peeked inside, it was pitch black.

The sticks Chen Feng saw were just some steel bars stuck haphazardly around the hole, probably to warn people not to fall in.

Chen Feng picked up a stone and threw it in. Several seconds later, the sound of the stone hitting the ground came from the bottom of the cave.

Chen Feng grinned upon seeing this; no wonder people say it's dangerous for gold prospectors to pan for gold at night.

It turns out that the risk of getting lost wasn't the only one.