Robio left half of the team on duty. The others drove the speedboat to the deep water area.
The speedboat drove a few kilometers away from the beach and finally reached a deep water area.
"Chen Zhao, diving without equipment is dangerous. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to surface immediately. Don't take the risk of going down. Many people have died in this sport. The high water pressure will pierce your eardrums and burst your lungs." Fali pulled Chen Zhao along. "Chen Zhao, it's dangerous to dive without equipment.
"Don't worry. I won't gamble with my life."
Robio tossed a pair of goggles to Chen Zhao. "Chen, Fali told you what to watch out for in diving, right?"
"Yes, I know."
"Be careful. The competition is secondary. Safety is the most important."
The two lifeguards put on their full diving gear and went into the water. They were here to ensure Chen Zhao and Robio's safety.
Chen Zhao and Robio jumped into the water at the same time and started diving.
When Chen Zhao was around ten meters down, the lifeguard in diving gear gestured at him.
"Ten meters, up, down."
Chen Zhao gave him a thumbs up and pointed down. Then, he continued diving.
Usually, ten meters was the limit of a normal person. This meant that they had never been trained.
Those who had undergone training could dive to a depth of about 15 to 20 meters.
If they went any deeper, the water pressure would increase and it would be dangerous.
When Chen Zhao reached twenty meters, he didn't feel any pressure.
At least, he was relaxed. Robio had also reached twenty meters.
The two of them continued to dive. Two lifeguards in diving suits kept observing the two of them. If anything happened, they would immediately come to their rescue.
Chen Zhao was still relaxed. He could feel the water pressure increase, but it was still within an acceptable range.
Forty meters, the lifeguard asked the two again. Up, down?
Fifty meters, up, down?
Robio decisively chose to surface.
Chen Zhao kept going down. When he reached 60 meters, he finally floated up.
Actually, sixty meters wasn't Chen Zhao's limit. When he reached sixty meters, he felt that he still had room for improvement.
With his partner's help, Robio struggled back to the speedboat.
Half a minute later, Chen Zhao also came up.
"Chen, have you tried diving without equipment before?"
"No. This is my first time and also my first time diving so deep."
"If you train, you can reach at least eighty meters."
Back then, Robio had only been able to dive to 72 meters because he had gone through a long period of special training.
Because he hadn't dived for a long time, Robio couldn't go any further after reaching fifty meters.
This was an extremely great test for his body's functions. Robio was someone with comprehensive self-awareness, as well as an extremely strong sense of safety.
He would immediately give up when he sensed the slightest danger.
Among the diving enthusiasts without equipment, someone had died within three hours of breaking the world record.
It was also because of his death that this record was not recognized.
The so-called world record referred to the challenge under the condition that no one was hurt or killed.
If the person was dead, then it would be meaningless no matter how deep it was.
"Chen, why don't you come to me? I'll train you. Maybe you can break the world record."
"No." Fali was the first to object. "What's the use of such a useless and dangerous world record? Chen, I won't allow you to do such a dangerous project."
"Alright, I think Fali's right too. This project is too dangerous."
Even combat wasn't this dangerous.
Combat was a battle between humans, but diving was a battle between humans and nature.
Claude, who was also on the speedboat, was very frustrated. He'd hoped that Robio could defeat Chen Zhao and dampen his spirit.
In the end, Chen Zhao defeated Robio too.
Defeating Robio meant that Chen Zhao had defeated everyone in the Coastal Rescue Team.
Now, no one thought that Chen Zhao was useless anymore.
…
Back at the beach, Chen Zhao and Fali sat under a shelf in the headquarters. No one would disturb them here.
Just then, Black-Ma and White-Ma snuck in. They both had a jar around their necks, which was used to store money.
They took pictures on the beach to earn money while picking up money.
When they picked up money, they would put it in their mouths and throw it into their opponent's jar.
In just over an hour, their jar was full.
They came to find Chen Zhao and Fali because they wanted them to pour out the coins from the jar so that they could continue earning money.
"Come, let me count how much you earned." Fali waved her hand. Black-Ma ran to her.
Fali poured out the coins from the jar. However, she saw that there seemed to be a coin among the coins that wasn't a penny.
Fali picked up the coin and looked. "Chen, look. Is this a gold coin?"
Chen Zhao was stunned. He took it and looked. It was quite heavy and the texture was like gold.
There were also traces of soft-shelled creatures on the surface. It seemed to have been washed to the beach by the sea.
"It's a gold coin." Chen Zhao rubbed the surface of the coin clean.
There was a picture of a Jesus cross on the front and a head on the back.
Judging from the workmanship of the coin, it had a long history.
"Is there a sunken ship nearby?" Fali asked.
"I'll ask a professional," Chen Zhao said. He took out his phone and dialed Mr. Doman's number. "Mr. Doman, am I disturbing you?"
"No, I don't even work in the morning. What do you need?"
"I want you to help me identify something. Help me see its history."
"Do you want to send me a picture or bring the real thing?"
"I'll send you the picture."
"Okay."
Chen Zhao sent the picture of the coin to Mr. Doman. "This is a Clement XIV commemorative coin made by the Vatican in the 17th century," Mr. Doman said immediately. "Where did you get it?"
"Mr. Doman, how much is it worth?"
"One is around $30,000 to $50,000. There aren't many Clement XIV commemorative coins so far, so it's not bad."
The value of an item was calculated based on its rarity. If it was everywhere on the street, it wouldn't be worth much.
But if it was one of a kind, the price would increase by hundreds or thousands.
It was the same for antiques or art pieces. If there was only one in the world, it could be worth a million or even ten million.
"Thank you, Mr. Doman."
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