Awakening the Daily Intelligence System - Chapter 274

Chapter 274: 133, the legendary treasure of Qianye Island is actually… _1

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After ending the video call with Dark.

Lin Mo leaned against the back of his chair, stared at the ceiling, and began to ponder the problems he might face next.

Dark’s answers had given Lin Mo a glimpse into the feasibility of exposing Chen Shanhe’s crimes in an internet live broadcast by using the power of the public to completely bring down Chen Shanhe.

Although there was no sign of hope for now, Lin Mo was never the kind of person who only put effort into something when it promised great returns. Even if there was only a slight chance, he was willing to give it his all!

If you never try, how can you know it won’t work?

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If he backed down at the first sight of trouble, he could forget about ever bringing Chen Shanhe down in this lifetime!

“At least there’s a glimmer of hope now!”

Lin Mo’s pupils constricted, and he muttered to himself softly, “So, now that I’ve decided to take this path, the next issue is how to make money, and a lot of it.”

“For the world’s top hacker to mention ‘a huge amount of funding’ just goes to show that the expenses to come will definitely be astronomical.”

“So, the more money, the better!”

“There’s an old saying, ‘Money makes the world go round!’”

“Even if I sold all the antiques I dug out from the Old Eunuch’s Tomb, it probably wouldn’t be enough.”

“I need to find ways to make money, a lot of money!”

“However…”

Because Lin Mo’s primary focus recently had all been on intelligence regarding Chen Shanhe, he hadn’t received much information that could make a lot of money.

The only lead that might potentially yield a lot of money was the one from a few days ago, regarding the legend of a treasure on Qianye Island.

Thinking it over, Lin Mo called up the system and looked for the information from a few days back.

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[1, You arrived at Qianye Island yesterday and obtained relevant information—the island’s treasure legend is real. The exact location is in the maritime area between 16°02′ and 16°05′ north latitude, and 111°45′ and 111°50′ east longitude.]

“Though the information has provided a large range, right now, this is the only piece that might potentially make a fortune and is feasible to pursue.”

“This is it!”

“Doesn’t matter what the information is, I’ll spend some time and find it first!”

Having determined his next move, Lin Mo didn’t hesitate and started looking for the things and equipment he might need on an online local shopping platform.

He had been to the area where the treasure was supposedly located before, knowing it used to be an abalone farming base and had since been abandoned, so renting it wouldn’t be difficult.

The key was how to precisely locate the treasure mentioned in the information amidst such a vast body of water.

Scuba gear, a high-speed motorboat, detection equipment…

Anything that could be easily purchased in reality, he would buy in real life. As for those items that couldn’t be found in reality, he would turn to the depths of the dark web to purchase.

Can’t help it, Lin Mo’s money wasn’t blown in by the wind, and things from the deep web were far too expensive; he still had to save where he could.

Of course, things like diving certifications and speedboat licenses were more reliable to get from the deep web.

Biking to a bar, save where you should, spend where you must!

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After buying all the necessary items, it was already past 2 a.m.

It was a fine night. Looking outside through the window, the moon hung full and bright above the churning sea, scattered with stars.

Lin Mo stood by the window, silently admiring the scenery for a while before going back to his room.

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The next day, early morning.

Lin Mo was the last to go to bed, but the first to rise.

He was soon to temporarily leave his family to search for the treasure on Qianye Island, and it was quite hard to let go.

Worried that without him, his family wouldn’t adapt.

He also feared they wouldn’t handle various issues well and give Chen Shanhe something to hold against them.

But he had no choice,

Just like when he chose to work as a construction worker, it wasn’t what Lin Mo wanted to do, but it was for ensuring a better life for his family.

It was the same in the past, and it remains the same now.

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Scooping up a handful of water and splashing it on his face, he rubbed it, Lin Mo lifted his head and saw his slightly haggard reflection in the mirror. Supporting the corners of his mouth with two fingers, he forced a rather unsightly smile.

As the man of the house, you’ve got to carry the load, even if it seems unbearable.

“Keep it up, Lin Mo, you can do it!”

“You are a father, a husband, a brother, a son, a son-in-law, with so many roles—no one can beat you!”

After leaving the bathroom, Lin Mo went to the kitchen, took some ingredients out of the fridge, and got busy.

As the sun was about to rise, the dining table gradually filled with dishes.

Truth be told,

Making breakfast for nine people is really tough. Nine mouths, nine bellies, Lin Mo often saw his parents just finish preparing breakfast and, without a moment’s rest, they had to start on lunch.

Only in the afternoon could they have a bit of leisure time for a nap or to chat with each other.

Given the current circumstances of their household, hiring a housekeeper wasn’t very practical; it may lead to complications. Lin Mo did think that after things settled down, he would invest more in pharmaceuticals and the food industry.

The best would be to own a private hospital, which would also fulfill a goal he had back home.

After all, with enough money, fake identities aren’t hard to create. Under each identity, adding a few businesses wouldn’t draw attention, and Shanhe would never be able to find out.

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By the time it was nearly six-thirty,

Xu Qin and Lin Changshui came into the kitchen and were stunned to see their son bustling about in an apron.

This was too out of the ordinary. Concerned, Lin Changshui asked, “Why not sleep a little longer? Insomnia?”

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