“HAT？！ The Holy Maiden is gone? Why didn't you say it earlier? "Tchaikov was unhappy when a call from the third mate of the Saint Maiden came, and he was even more unhappy.

"I just left last night, and I just found a chance to inform you." The third mate felt that he was a little aggrieved.

Tchaikov got the new coordinates and climbed into the cockpit, and Captain Rogev entered the new coordinates into the navigator, somewhat speechless.

"Tchaikov, we wasted a night......" Pandey looked at the coordinates on the chart and the current position of the ship.

"But it's okay, at least not yet." Tchaikov said to himself, although the plan was a little off, but not out of control.

"It takes about six hours to reverse, find a suitable place to make a U-turn, and exit the Devil's Passage." Captain Roger estimated.

"Six hours? I can fly across the Atlantic! Pandey's eyes widened.

"You crashed old man, this is a ship, not your plane." Roger glanced at Pandey, interlaced like a mountain, and he didn't want to explain to Pandey how difficult it was to make a U-turn in this complicated and narrow channel.

The Princess Sirapel slowly receded with the sound of the bottom of the ship and the side of the ship scraping against the reef, and today the comet didn't seem to want to leave so early, silently watching the Princess Sirapel in the eastern sky.

"It's brighter today." Sherpa was on deck, looking at the comet.

"yes, it's brighter again, you can see it during the day." Wang Xingguo casually answered.

"If we really run into Chen Badai, what do you think we should do?" Sherpa made a detour, actually trying to ask this question.

"But we have to do something, Wang Xingguo, in fact, you know better than anyone else that you are here for Chen Badai, not for the treasure of Loulan, or even for Ruobing." Sherpa pointed out sharply.

Wang Xingguo opened his mouth, hoping to refute the Sherpa but could not find a reason.

"Wang Xingguo, do you know what you want?" Sherpa asked.

"I ...... I just want to live in peace......"

"Loulan is Ruobing's obsession, I hope you can help her." Sherpa looked at Wang Xingguo and said seriously.

"I'm helping her."

"From the heart, instead of forcing yourself with responsibility, and without any other thoughts, Wang Xingguo, Ruobing is with you, not for money, she really likes you." Sherpa was about to say a few more words, Xia Ruobing walked out of the cabin, saw his brother and his fiancé chatting, walked over, and gently hugged Wang Xingguo's arm: "What are you talking about?" ”

"We're talking about something future." Wang Xingguo said.

"I'm wondering what I would do if I ran into Chen Badai?" Xia Ruobing said casually.

Wang Xingguo's face changed slightly......

“OH！ GOD！ We're going to get rich! Haha......" The first mate was in front of the detector, looking at the underwater picture transmitted by the miniature submarine, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, he didn't care about the-for-tat confrontation with Chen Badai a while ago, grabbed Chen Badai's shoulder, and said affectionately: "Poor eight generations!" You are truly a gift from the god of the sea! ”

"Chen! Old! Old! Not poor! Chen Badai protested and took his hand off his shoulder.

"Poor! This is a treasure that no undersea hunter has ever set foot in...... Look at the gold, it's worth at least $500,000 at Sotheby's......" shouted as the first mate excitedly clicked his finger to a box scattered across the seabed on the screen.

"First mate, but we're looking for the Poseidon." Chen Badai reminded.

"It doesn't matter, there are hundreds of shipwrecks here, and they can always turn the Poseidon out." The first mate smiled, the Poseidon may not be as valuable to him as the treasure scattered on the seabed.

Captain Stanley was in the cockpit, sitting in the captain's chair, putting his feet on the dashboard, today's weather is really good, the wind and waves are calm, the bow of the ship is facing the east, above the sea and sky line, the comet can be distinguished by the naked eye during the day, maybe his worries for so many days are superfluous, this comet may still be an auspicious star.

The third mate pushed open the cockpit door and walked in, and the captain told the third mate to give him the latest seabed and hydrographic data.

"This is a large slope on the seabed, the water depth is from 0 meters to 200 meters, the seabed slope is from 12 ° to 41 °, the water flow is stable, a large number of ancient goods are scattered on the seabed, the preliminary estimate is that there are about hundreds of shipwrecks here, but further down, there is a sea cliff fault, the water depth is estimated to be more than 1,500 meters......" The first mate roughly introduced the situation.

"OK, it's a treasure that has never been explored." Captain Stanley looked at some of the pictures and photos sent back by the miniature submarine, and was very relaxed, even if he couldn't find the Poseidon this trip, these underwater treasures were enough for him to make a lot of money.

In accordance with the safety operation norms, the submarine hunters first used the miniature submarine to explore the seabed topography and hydrology, but the first time the miniature submarine dived, the situation was much better than everyone expected, and the goods carried by ancient shipwrecks were scattered on the inclined seabed, including porcelain, gold and silverware, and even pieces of gold ingots and gems were found in the miniature submarine......

But so far, the miniature submarine has not found any clues of the Poseidon, the first mate with his rich experience to judge, the wrecks here are Viking era sailing ships, but also later the age of the Great Exploration of the thousand-ton galleon, the more than 100-ton hull of the Poseidon may be hidden in the debris and wreckage of these ships.

The powerful undercurrent that crossed the Devil's Passage washed the wrecks and wrecks here, near the edge of the Devil's Passage, and the seasoned undersea hunters never thought that there would be such a treasure in the Devil's Passage, even the brilliant Clark ignored it.

"Let the submarine climb up the submarine ramp." Chen Badai said that these undersea hunters really saw the money, and now they have forgotten what they are looking for.

The irregular and rugged submarine ramp, also littered with cargo, debris and ship wreckage, slowly descended the ramp, getting closer and closer to the surface.

"Wait...... The camera pans to the left. Chen Badai saw a flash of light on the edge of the lens.

The remote controller deflected the lens of the miniature submarine and found nothing, probably the refraction of the submarine's lights.

"How deep is the water?" Chen Badai asked.

"Uh...... 103 m ...... Slope 40...... Stony seabed...... It's really a good place to pick up treasures......" The first mate looked at the data of the monitor, and couldn't help but think about it again.

The submarine continued to go up and hit a steep cliff of almost 90 °, the miniature submarine slowly floated along the edge of the cliff, the light became brighter and brighter, but suddenly it sank again, the remote controller just wanted to adjust the direction of the submarine, but the camera shook a few times, as if it had been hit by something.

The remote controller adjusted the submarine's movement to the right, but without success.

"The camera turns upwards to see what it is." Chen Badai wondered if he had run into a rock shed that was still down the cliff.

The miniature submarine twisted to the left again, but this time it didn't know what it had touched, and some debris passed by the camera and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Chen Badai saw something that seemed to be a broken hilt falling from the camera, and he immediately wanted to play it back, but unfortunately the focus of the camera was not right at that time, and Chen Badai looked at it several times and it was blurry.

"Damn, the communication lines seem to be tangled." The remote controller operates the submarine, but the submarine does not listen to the controls at all at this time, and seems to be restrained.

The impatient remote pilot increased the speed of the propeller to get the miniature submarine out of trouble, but more debris was dragged off, and the submarine's propeller seemed to be entangled in something, and it was completely stopped.

"The water is 30 meters deep, send divers down." The first mate was a little helpless.

A depth of 30 meters is enough for a light dive, but the water is a little muddy and visibility is not guaranteed.

The miniature submarine is now in an inclined state, judging from the attitude, the operating fiber optic cable should be hung by something, the propeller is entangled, and the remote controller tried to deflect the camera located at the front of the submarine to the maximum angle, trying to see what the situation is, but only at the edge of the lens, the edge of the cliff and the protruding wood-like thing are vaguely seen.

The murmuring in Chen Badai's head rang out again, Chen Badai knocked on his head, trying to drive the headache murmur out of his brain, but it didn't seem to have any effect, Chen Badai took out the headache medicine from his pocket and swallowed two pills.

The first mate didn't pay attention to what Chen Badai was doing at all, he was directing the divers to prepare to launch and rescue the miniature submarine, maybe after taking two pills, Chen Badai felt that the symptoms of the headache had eased a lot.

"Wait, I'm going down!" Chen Badai said, he suddenly felt a force in his heart calling him.

When Chen Badai put on his diving suit and put on his diving goggles, he raised his eyes, and the comet near the sea antenna was like an eye, silently watching Chen Badai.

"Chen Badai, I heard the captain say, you want to go into the water?" When Chen Badai put on his equipment and was about to bite into the scuba, the third mate came to him with a satellite phone, and Mr. Min's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, something is wrong with the miniature submarine."

"I'll be there in the evening......," said Mr. Min, "has the Poseidon been found?" ”

"Okay, I'll see you later." Chen Badai didn't listen carefully to what Mr. Min was saying, he hurriedly hung up the phone, put on his diving goggles, bit into his scuba and adjusted the walkie-talkie microphone in the waterproof mask.

The "jingle bell ......" diving operation bell rang, pulling Chen Badai back to reality, Chen Badai and another diver stepped into the diving basket, the crane hoisted them off the deck, close to the sea, Chen Badai leaned back into the water and dived into the sea first.

The waters of the North Atlantic are not all clear, and the bay is washed by turbulence and the corpses of microorganisms floating at sea, making the water a little muddy, and although the sun in the sky is good, when you go down to about 10 meters underwater, the visibility is already less than 10 meters.

Chen Badai looked at the depth gauge on his wrist and stopped for a while under 10 meters of water, where he needed to perform the first ear pressure equalization, otherwise the water would compress the eardrum and affect his hearing and even the brain's judgment.

Before the second diver could catch up, Chen Badai saw his figure diving with frog flippers in the murky waters.