World-saving Plan: The Only Savior
Chapter 502 - 383: Nukasha Treasure

Chapter 502: Chapter 383: Nukasha Treasure

"Mr. Zhan, it seems that this box was left to you by your grandfather, and the thing I’m looking for seems to be in it as well. So, the decision is yours, do you want to open it now?"

Zhang Xiaoman looked at Janan keenly, his eyes flickering with silver light, calmly observing the latter.

Jannan agreed readily without any hesitation.

"I also want to know what kind of secret my grandfather left behind..."

Zhang Xiaoman nodded and then ordered the Star Guard to move it out from underground.

It was an iron box, and it was quite large.

Due to its age, it was covered in rust, and the lock didn’t need to be tampered with, for it had already been damaged.

"Creak~"

The box was opened, revealing its contents.

Inside was a large pile of dark yellow items, a variety of things piled together, bracelets, necklaces, goblets, coins—it was obviously a collection of ancient relics.

"Are these... gold?"

Jannan picked up one of the coins to examine it closely, showing a surprised expression on his face.

Hu Peng was close by and now clearly saw what the coin looked like, his face changing color involuntarily.

"This... this is a Nukasha Gold Coin!?"

His words drew everyone’s attention, and they looked over curiously.

"To think that we would see Nukasha Gold Coins here, and a whole big box of them!"

The surprise on Hu Peng’s face was unmistakable, and if Xun You enjoyed studying animals, then Hu Peng in the exploration team leaned more toward exploration of ruins.

"What is a Nukasha Gold Coin?"

Xun You, having never heard of it, immediately asked out of curiosity.

Taking the gold coin that Jannan passed to him, Hu Peng turned it over in his hands and explained:

"Nukasha Gold Coins are said to have been minted by the Ancient Ero Pharaoh, Nukasha En Bate. Due to wars at the time, very few have survived to this day, and each one is incredibly precious!"

"According to my knowledge, the last sighting of it was five years ago at the Boston International Auction in America, where it was bought by an unidentified wealthy merchant for three million US dollars, creating quite a sensation."

As Hu Peng spoke, he looked again at the box in front of him, his expression one of shock.

"I can’t believe that I’m seeing so many here... If we were to convert these into value, it would be simply incalculable..."

He then looked towards the other items in the box, his expression growing more and more astonished.

"Moreover, it seems that everything here dates from the Nukasha era... Every single item could be considered a treasure, and their value is definitely higher than that of the coins! It can be said that anything that has survived from the Nukasha era, each item is invaluable!"

Jannan was now unable to stay calm; he had never imagined that this unassuming iron box hid treasures that could shock the world.

The members of the Wildfire Team standing by were a bit frustrated, however. Hu Peng had just spoken in Chinese, which they still couldn’t understand, and seeing the astonishment on the faces of the others made them even more itching to know.

But they weren’t fools; from the moment they saw the contents of the box, and seeing Hu Peng and Xun You’s reactions, they all realized something.

It looked like the treasures hidden in this box were of great value indeed.

This isn’t just any iron box, this is exactly like the treasure boxes of legend!

The way everyone looked at Jannan was a bit odd, too.

This big shot had unknowingly been guarding a pile of treasures and still confusedly worked as a bounty hunter, what a waste of life.

Jannan at this moment also had a vacant look in his eyes, anyone suddenly discovering such a hoard of treasure beneath their own bed would certainly be unable to stay calm.

Especially for someone who had struggled all their life and only discovered this in their old age, it was enough to give someone the urge to cough up blood.

In this regard, it seems Jannan’s father was the unluckiest of all.

This man, whom he had never met, died without knowing that he was actually sitting on such a huge fortune.

Zhang Xiaoman, although slightly surprised at the value of these antiques, didn’t pay too much attention to it.

After all, for him what was truly interesting was no longer money or such, but transcendent objects that could bring him strength.

His gaze remained on a small box within the treasure chest; under the influence of the Spirit Detection Technique, that was where the Dark Energy fluctuations were originating.

"Lord Jixing, are you looking for this?"

Jannan had been covertly watching Zhang Xiaoman’s reactions and seeing that the other’s eyes seemed to rest on the purple small box, he immediately took it out and handed it over.

"Yes, that is indeed what I am looking for. I can sense that some special energies are emanating from it..."

Zhang Xiaoman nodded slightly, then took the small box, manipulated the lock on it, and gently opened the lid.

The box wasn’t large, and inside there were only two items—a piece of paper and a bunch of flowers. The Dark Energy fluctuations were coming from the flowers.

In addition, the inside of the lid was painted with the Eye of Truth icon of the Tracker Temple.

Jannan had seen it before as well, not only on the mysterious Seven-pointed Star symbols but he also found this mark on his grandfather’s tombstone.

"Indeed, the object I am looking for is here..."

Zhang Xiaoman spoke and first picked up the piece of paper, carefully unfolding it and began to read its content.

The note was written in English, and with Zhang Xiaoman’s current level of English, it was a bit of a struggle to read, but he could make out the general meaning.

It was actually a message.

It appeared to be from Estevan Vasikar to his own son, but the latter never discovered the secret here, and thus never saw this message.

According to Zhang Xiaoman’s half-understanding and half-guessing judgment, the content of the letter was about two aspects: one was to greet and ask about how his precious son was doing recently.

The other was about the origins of these jewels, and the hope that his son would make good use of them and strive to have a better life.

Then, as Zhang Xiaoman’s gaze moved to the bottom, his brow furrowed slightly.

There was a series of characters written in a script he couldn’t understand at all. It looked like it might be the local writing from Ero.

"Mr. Zhan, this letter should have been left for you by your grandfather, but I don’t seem to recognize the writing at the bottom. Do you know what these are?"

Zhang Xiaoman handed the note to Jannan and asked about the mysterious segment at the end, hoping for an answer.

However, after glancing at it, Jannan also shook his head slightly and said:

"Although these appear to be somewhat similar to the local script from Ero, there are differences. I’m sorry... I can’t understand the meaning either..."