Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1538 - 734: Created a 700-Level Pagoda

Chapter 1538: Chapter 734: Created a 700-Level Pagoda

As they left the oil field’s port, Elijah Hastings and his team had regained their original vitality. The fatigue from days of diving and salvaging sunken ship treasures had completely disappeared.

Although this country was situated in the desert, the immense wealth brought about not only a boost in strength but also a variety of service experiences to enjoy.

Based on this vast oil field and the thousands of domestic workers brought in, various service industries nearby had also developed.

Additionally, the presence of a heavy synthetic battalion stationed here meant that security was exceptionally good. There was none of the oppression or stealing that occurred elsewhere, so the area near the oil field had developed into a bustling Small Town.

More than 90 percent of the people here were from our home country, which made Sean Knight and his companions feel as though they were back in their own country as they walked around the town.

"Boss, I think our situation is actually quite good," Elijah Hastings reflected aboard the yacht. "In Afghanistan, our impact was loud and clear, and more of our fellow countrymen kept arriving near that base.

Now it’s the same here. Going forward, Brazil, Mongolia, and Big Island, I suddenly realize that we’re slowly becoming like the sun that never sets."

"There’s also the castle in Russia!" Douglas Cooper added. "Once this trip is over, I need to hurry and sell some diamonds. I’m being rushed on both sides now, and a few big diamonds have appeared at the castle. Many of the rich are hoping I can provide some collectible-grade diamonds, and we’re just waiting to take their money."

Sean Knight thought for a moment and then smiled.

Indeed, that was the case. Unconsciously, his enterprises had spread all over the world, growing into a colossal entity.

However, he didn’t feel much about it, still preferring to travel the world, searching for treasures and curiosities that could pique his interest.

Only now, the things that could excite him were becoming fewer and fewer.

The yacht and the cargo ship left the harbor about 200 meters apart.

Many people came to see them off at the pier, some envious, others contemplative.

The team members on the cargo ship had earned bonuses ranging from 20,000 to 100,000 dollars in addition to their regular wages, depending on their job and performance.

Though the wages and bonuses weren’t low for the people at the oil field, they were still not as much as those on the ship.

So quite a few people were envious.

But most knew very well that not everyone could handle this job. They could hear from the resting divers that if it weren’t for the boss, several of them might have been carried away by the undercurrents at over a hundred meters deep.

Thus, most of them just envied, preferring to stick to their honest jobs at the oil field. At least earning 20,000 dollars a month in wages was quite nice. Plus, with additional allowances, they could save quite a sum in a year.

It was much better compared to many others in the same field.

These days, their sense of security was even deeper than those back domestically.

After all, not far in the neighboring country, sounds of gunfire still occasionally drifted over. Initially, the businesspeople in the Small Town from their home country even wanted to return home immediately whenever they heard gunfire.

But later, when they learned that the military camp stationed there consisted of heavy synthetic battalions made up of domestic retired military personnel, who casually took their tanks out for a "walk," nobody considered leaving anymore.

Instead, more people flocked into the town, to the extent that the few regulatory actions team members initially in the town had to "borrow" a platoon of soldiers from the battalion to patrol the streets.

The effect was surprisingly good!

And once, when a combined fleet warship came to the Port Dock for resupply, naturally, the original managers, being locals, couldn’t refuse.

What they hadn’t expected was after some soldiers from the warship drank in the town, they harassed a few young women on the streets. This directly angered the patrolling battalion soldiers, who quickly tied up those few unruly foreigners.

When the opposing warship came demanding their people back, they were very demanding. However, a few tanks and missile launchers from the battalion showed up, and the opposition quickly backed down, obediently paying compensation and apologizing before leaving with their tails between their legs.

Since then, the number of outsiders coming into the Small Town had exploded to the point where houses couldn’t be built fast enough.

But it was indeed lively and safe!

Now the sea surface was also bustling—ships staying outside the Red Sea were becoming more and more numerous.

Sean Knight originally thought that if it were too troublesome, he would head directly towards the Cape of Good Hope, rounding past Africa.

After all, before the Suez Canal opened in the 19th century, that’s essentially the route Great Voyages took.

But thinking about how much farther he would have to detour, Sean Knight gave up.

It’s better to go through here.

And indeed, as rumored, once the ships saw the flags of the Red Nation, nearby cargo ships that were still cruising immediately swarmed towards them, intending to "hitch a ride."

Sean Knight didn’t mind, he sped up the ship, quickly leaving some of the slower-reacting ships behind as he drove deeper.

As his ship rushed forward, the other cargo ships couldn’t keep up and were only able to follow closely behind.

That’s when the approaching speedboat military caught up with them.

There were also plans to inspect Sean Knight’s ship but he was notified by someone.

Sean Knight guessed that when he was previously salvaging under the sea, those people had already taken note of him.

Once the ship crossed the strait, it entered the Mediterranean Sea.

Sean Knight closed his eyes, then realized that there were many interesting things in the Mediterranean as well!

Although the sensation in his mind wasn’t as significant as the sunken ship at the mouth of the Red Sea had given him if added up all the spots he sensed in his mind, there were no fewer than seven or eight.