After returning to New York, William happily brought Ambrosio to various luxury brands in New York to buy various furniture, electrical, and daily necessities. One day, Ambrosio received a phone call and happily hugged William and shouted. It turned out that Victoria's Secret had called her to say that there was going to be training and she had been confirmed to participate in this year's Victoria's Secret.
After sending off the happy Ambrosio, William laid on his new bed at home and thought about the treasure. It was time to look for the treasure that his grandfather, Henry, had always been thinking about.
In the message that Henry left him, the clue to King Solomon's treasure was on a ship called Sherlock in the Arctic Circle.
It was now August and the time to go to the Arctic Circle was just right. It wouldn't be too cold. William took out the laptop in the storage space and connected to the internet to download a coordinate positioning software.
After entering the coordinates left by Henry, the computer showed that it was on the ice 37 miles away from Cape Barrow. This was the time of year when the weather at Cape Barrow was the most stable. In another month, Cape Barrow would be impassable.
William called the National Bank and booked a plane that could fly to Cape Barrow. He also spent 20,000 dollars to buy a set of equipment and clothes that he needed to prepare for entering the Arctic Circle according to what he found on the internet.
The next morning, William took the equipment and set off. After spending 6 hours, he finally arrived at Cape Barrow in the afternoon. He checked into the best private hotel in the area. There were no special hotels in this area. He ate a special seal meal that Innew and the others had prepared.
The taste wasn't very good. It was too greasy. William braced himself and didn't eat half of it. In the end, he had to ask the owner of the hotel to make a steak for him.
After dinner, William and the owner discussed looking for a boat and snowmobile. The coordinates showed a snowfield made of ice 37 miles away.
If he didn't have a boat, he wouldn't be able to travel much in the snow without a snowmobile.
Finally, under the owner's recommendation, William found two local guides the next day and rented a large boat. He took the snowmobile, metal detector, and food and set off.
After sailing for more than an hour, William didn't know that there was a team of seven people a dozen nautical miles ahead of him that was also heading towards the Sherlock. These people were led by a university professor called Ben Gates and had spent nearly two years to find this place.
If William knew about Ben Gaitz's words, he would have realized that the clue was stolen from Ben Gaitz's great-grandfather by William's ancestors.
The note with Sherlock written on it was in the hands of Ben Gates' father. The Gates family had been searching for King Solomon's treasure for the past two hundred years.
Things in this world were so wonderful. One was the Devonshire family that had been searching for thousands of years, and the other was the Gates family that had been searching for more than 200 years.
Their descendants came together because of a piece of paper with Sherlock's name on it. Because there was a lot of floating ice on the sea, William's boat took more than three hours to reach the island.
After the guide drove the snowmobile off the boat, William didn't let anyone follow him. The fewer people who knew about the treasure, the better. Moreover, he had the Teleport Portal, so he could just teleport back to Oxford.
He drove the snowmobile alone to the coordinates indicated by the computer.
He and the guide had agreed that the boat would wait for him at this location for two days. If William didn't return on the third day, the boat would leave.
However, his thoughts were in vain because Ben Gaitz and his companions were driving two snowmobiles a few kilometers away from him.
As it was his first time driving a snowmobile, William didn't dare to drive too fast. When he reached the coordinates, Ben Gaitz and his companions had already found the exact location of Sherlock's boat. A group of people were using shovels to shovel the snow.
When Ben Gaitz and his companions heard the sound of the snowmobile, they looked in shock at the approaching snowmobile. They didn't expect anyone to come to this godforsaken place.
William was also very surprised to see Ben Gaitz and his companions. When he saw them, he immediately thought of killing them.
However, his rationality won out over his insanity. He didn't know what was inside the boat, so there was no need to kill them now.
William parked the snowmobile about forty meters away from the group. At this distance, pistols weren't much of a threat. He had plenty of time to lie on the ground and take out his gun to retaliate.
After William got off the snowmobile, he used his mental strength to scan the people in front of him. He discovered that four of them had gun holsters under their clothes. Their faces were ferocious, and he knew they weren't good people.
However, this group of people didn't show any hostility towards William's arrival. Perhaps it was because the boat hadn't been dug up yet. William saw that there was no danger and walked towards the group.
When William walked closer, a bespectacled man exclaimed, "William Devonshire. That's William Devonshire. God, why is he here?"
"Riley, do you know him?" asked a middle-aged man who seemed to be one of the leaders.
Riley said strangely, "Of course, Ben. Do you live on Mars? This guy has been on TV and newspapers every day recently. There aren't many people in America who don't know him. "
Another leader of the group said, "I know him too. He's William Devonshire. He's a big celebrity in England. He's an English aristocrat and the heir of an earl. He started from scratch and has a net worth of over three billion dollars in half a year."
Ben Gates was shocked when he heard his companion's words. "What is such a person doing here? And Ian, you said his name is Devonshire, Devonshire as in Devon."
Ian nodded and said, "Of course. William Devonshire was an aristocrat 600 years before the Duke of Devonshire. He's revived the family. There aren't many people in England who don't know William."
"Oh my God, I know who this guy is. He's here for the same purpose as us. He's also here for the treasure," Ben Gaitz said immediately after hearing Ian's answer. "This guy is a liar. His ancestor cheated my ancestor of a clue. He must have found this place because of Sherlock."
At this time, William was only a few meters away from them. When he suddenly saw the familiar face of the superstar from his previous life, William was a little happy because he now knew what the so-called treasure was.
But when he heard the superstar from his previous life say that his ancestor was a liar, William rolled his eyes and said, "Thomas Gates is a liar and a thief. This treasure doesn't belong to the Gates family. Thomas Gates was just a messenger. Not only did he not want to spread the news, he even hid it and wanted to keep it for himself."
"You're lying. My ancestor wasn't a liar and a thief. He told the news to the right people. Only the Devonshire family used despicable means to cheat the clue from my ancestor," Ben Gaitz retorted loudly.
"Haha, that's because Thomas Gates knew that the secret couldn't be kept. He had to tell the people he should have told long ago. There was a gap of nearly 20 years in between. Ben, can you tell me why Thomas only revealed it 20 years later?" William said with a smile.
"And after Thomas said it, he immediately sold the information to my ancestor for a thousand pounds. Can you explain why he did that? Mr. Ben Gaitz. "
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