Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 330 - 260: The Proactive Buyer Who Comes to the Door_2

Chapter 330: Chapter 260: The Proactive Buyer Who Comes to the Door_2

300,000 gold coins, each at seven to eight hundred and ten dollars, the final transaction price is 234 million dollars!

A dozen small goals reached!

Sean Knight is quite happy, although this mission is full of hardship, but in the end, it is worth it.

After the negotiation was completed, Smith’s face showed a smile, and then whispered to Sean Knight:

"Mr. Knight, I heard that there is a holy artifact of the Maya tribe in this treasure, I wonder..."

"Indeed, but that thing is very..." Sean Knight thought about it for a moment, "Anti-evolutionary. So I don’t think anyone would collect it."

Anti-evolutionary?

Hearing this sentence, Smith’s eyes lit up, curiosity is human nature, the unusual is more worthy of collection!

"Can I take a look at it?"

"Once this deal is done, I will show it to you," said Sean Knight.

The two parties agreed on the time and place for the transaction, which took place at the freight yard in New York Port.

For a transaction involving more than a hundred million dollars, both parties were very cautious. Fortunately, with Smith as the middleman, the transaction was easily completed.

Sean Knight said goodbye and left, while Smith called the rich man to report the situation.

300,000 antique gold coins, the rich man’s plan was to buy them at about 250 million to 3 billion, but Smith managed to negotiate the price down to 234 million. He was very happy and granted Smith a hefty bonus.

The second day, Sean Knight went to the port and found Jason Caldwell.

Seeing Sean Knight, Jason Caldwell excitedly screamed and ran towards him. If not for Sean Knight waving his hand, Jason would have really hugged his boss.

Sean Knight patted him and said:

"How’s it going lately?"

They had been out for less than a month, and there wasn’t much change in the situation.

But Jason shook his head and said:

"Recently a very powerful treasure hunter came, and he could always pick the most valuable container. This angered everyone."

"What does that have to do with our business? Isn’t it good to have someone like that?"

"It’s not that... His presence indeed attracted many people to come and bid for containers in our freight yard. But this young man is very arrogant, heard you had good luck in the past, and wants to find time to compete with you."

Sean Knight laughed, he had no time for such competitions with this kid.

"Don’t worry about him. By the way, find an empty container, a longer one, and then find a reliable driver to take it to my villa."’

"No problem," said Jason Caldwell. Jason seemed disappointed when Sean Knight did not mention the competition topic, but still efficiently completed Sean Knight’s arranged task.

A long container truck drove to Sean Knight’s villa, and Sean Knight told the driver to leave, then called Elijah, Wendy, and Ben to come over.

In the process, he transferred a hundred boxes of gold coins from the spatial realm to the container.

When Elijah, Wendy, and Ben arrived, Sean Knight said to them, "Two of you go into the container and guard it, one sit in the passenger seat, and all bring guns." Then he called Little Black driver to drive to the freight yard again.

Guessing there must be something important in the container, the three of them carried guns.

Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way and they arrived safely at the freight yard.

Smith arrived at the freight yard with his men half an hour later, and then the transaction took place between the two parties.

The process took a very long time, mainly because counting the gold coins was time-consuming. Both parties were cautious, and although Smith, as the middleman, helped to ease the atmosphere, the representative of the rich man, a middle-aged white man, was always tense and not very sociable.

It was not until nightfall, when the gold coins were finally counted, that the middle-aged man sighed with relief.

After the transfer, the middle-aged man left with a team of security personnel to escort the truck, and Sean Knight called Smith into another container and said:

"I hope you won’t scream after you see it."

Then he took out the crystal with the hand bone inside.

"Oh my God!" As expected, seeing the hand bone embedded in the crystal in the stone box, Smith screamed in surprise.

As an expert, he could naturally tell that this was a natural crystal, not man-made.

The problem is, the formation of a natural crystal takes ten million years, and the temperature and pressure are in place, how could there be human hand bones in it?

Not only is this anti-evolutionary, but it’s also a bit anti-science and anti-human!

However, although shocked, Smith naturally knew that in the eyes of someone who knows the value of this object, it would definitely be considered a priceless treasure.

Its value is not less than that of those gold coins!

"Is this for sale?" Smith asked.

"Of course, just for the right price." Sean Knight smiled as he put the crystal away.

Well, Smith knew he couldn’t afford it.

But if he could find the right buyer, he could make a hefty commission!

Smith left, and Sean Knight felt refreshed; he had made a fortune today!

He went to the Seven Axes Pub to meet Mr. John.

Mr. John was still the same, wiping wine glasses behind the counter with a towel. However, Sean clearly noticed that the old man had aged a bit more.

Sean suddenly felt guilty toward the old man.

Seeing that there were fewer people in the bar, he decided to fetch a Star Wand, returned to the counter, and whispered to Mr. John:

"Mr. John, Look at this item, but don’t let others see it."

Mr. John was curious to ask why Sean had come behind the counter, but he closed his mouth when he heard Sean’s words.

He was somewhat surprised to see the golden scepter and felt the strange energy as he touched it.

At first, Mr. John was a little worried and cautiously withdrew his hand.

He looked up at Sean, who was smiling, and felt so comfortable that he touched the scepter once more.

The pleasant feeling lasted for a while before disappearing.

"Sean, today you made me feel the presence of God!" Mr. John exclaimed after Sean put away the scepter. "I never knew there was such a thing in the world...isn’t it a drug?"

"No, you could think of it as a kind of energy," Sean replied with a smile.

He didn’t explain more, knowing that Mr. John would understand the benefits of the energy tomorrow.

Mr. John had always been helping Sean, and, despite claiming to make money from it too, it was inevitable that Sean’s development up to this point was significantly attributed to Mr. John’s help, besides the Sky Eye.

"If you have something to do, go ahead. If not, you can come and chat with me and share your treasure hunting experiences," Mr. John suggested to Sean, who was deep in thought.

Earlier’s experience didn’t seem like a big deal to Mr. John. He’d lived for over sixty years and had been through a lot, so he didn’t think Sean was trying to harm him.

"Let me tell you about this treasure hunt," Sean said, having nothing better to do, and sat down in front of the counter.

He noticed that there were several regulars missing in the bar.

He wondered if they were unable to come out, had passed away, or were occupied with other things.

Either way, the place was much quieter, and Sean thought Mr. John might feel lonely.

Mr. John poured Sean a glass of whiskey and told him to drink while sharing his stories.

The treasure hunting experiences were quite exciting for Sean, especially the encounters with assassins and thieves that interested Mr. John.

Sean wondered if Mr. John’s life had been as fascinating when he was young.

It was late when a slightly drunk Sean was sent back to the Old Villa by Elijah, with Kathy welcoming him at the entrance.

Elijah left, and Kathy brought Sean some hangover soup and fruit.

Sean thought about Kathy’s connections and asked:

"Kathy, do you know any billionaires who like collecting anti-evolutionary artifacts?"

"Anti-evolutionary?" Kathy paused and then asked, "Sir, do you mean those cultural relics that contradict the evolution theory? Yes, there are."

"I have an item here," Sean thought for a moment, realizing that suddenly displaying the stone box wouldn’t be appropriate, so he said, "I’ll send you a photo later, and you can help me find people interested in this."

Kathy nodded.

Sean opened his mobile phone and sent her the photo of the crystal hand bone he had taken.

Kathy was also shocked when she received it.

Being quite knowledgeable herself, she could tell at a glance that the artifact wasn’t man-made!

"Sir, is this genuine? And is the item in your possession?"

"Yes, it’s said to be a holy artifact of a certain Maya tribe," Sean explained.

Kathy nodded and said seriously:

"I understand. I’ll contact someone tomorrow."

Well, she had the right attitude!