I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 558 - 337: The Aspect of All Living Beings (Part 2)

In that expanse of azure waves of the South Sea Area,

sunset was intoxicating.

The afterglow spread across the sea surface, glittering with gold.

A few lazy clouds embellished the skyline, woven with the waves into a moving tapestry.

This was a masterpiece of nature and a place where human history had settled.

Nurous stories lay hidden in this sea area.

Xianghe Group started as a nightclub before expanding into the real estate business and other large ventures; their salvage company was their latest business endeavor.

Although everyone at Xianghe Group was unaware of why the upper echelon was so keen to dive into an undertaking of such a large scope,

leveraging a huge capital investnt and highly accurate shipwreck location maps, they still leapt to international fa as a professional salvage company, equipped with advanced gear and a technical team.

They were currently carrying out a special task in this sea area—salvaging an ancient rchant ship whose exact location had been determined.

This rchant ship was said to have tragically sunk in a storm hundreds of years ago, carrying a large quantity of gold, silver, and jewels, as well as precious relics.

For historians, it was not only a treasure trove but also a vital clue in researching the ancient mariti Silk Road.

As the sun dipped below,

on Xianghe Group’s flagship "Explorer," the crew was busy preparing for the night’s work.

On the deck, the giant chanical arm moved slowly, lowering the subrsible into the sea.

Inside the subrsible, several technicians dressed in professional diving suits were conducting final checks.

They were equipped with custom communication devices, allowing for real-ti contact with the command center aboard the ship.

Once they descended to the designated depth, the divers would use the high-definition caras and sonar equipnt they carried to search the target area and use the manipulator arms to collect valuable items as best they could.

As night fell, a bright moon hung in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the sea surface.

The lights from the "Explorer" illuminated the surrounding area, offering the divers a clear view.

The divers piloted the subrsible downward, slowly sinking through layers of deep blue water, drawing ever closer to the target.

The world beneath the sea was tranquil and mysterious, with only the occasional sound of marine life movent breaking the silence. When the subrsible reached the predefined depth, the divers began to use the chanical arms to carefully excavate the sedint, searching for any potential treasures.

Hours passed, with the divers continually placing discovered items into specially designed protective containers, then using the subrsible to bring them back to the surface.

And on the command center’s large screen, the live feed had everyone holding their breath, erupting into cheers whenever a well-preserved porcelain piece or a jewel-encrusted ornant ca into view.

It was not until late at night that the first phase of the salvage operation ca to a close.

All of the items had been properly preserved, awaiting further research and analysis.

Everything was running like clockwork.

At least, that’s how it seed for Captain Zhang Ming.

Standing in the cockpit, he gazed through the large glass window towards the distant horizon.

His heart was filled with emotion.

Smooth sailing, that was an intriguing term.

Ever since they began this salvage mission, or perhaps even since a few months prior, everything seed to be going unusually well.

He recalled the ti from submitting applications to obtaining approvals, and then to sourcing supplies, each step felt much easier than expected.

And it wasn’t just this mission; Xianghe Group’s recent business expansions in other areas were likewise smooth sailing, as if so influential figure was providing unseen support from behind the scenes.

Governnts everywhere seed to be giving them the green light for all their needs.

As soone who had been with Xianghe Group since it was still Xianghe Real Estate, he was keenly aware of these subtle changes occurring within the group.

"Perhaps our years of effort are finally paying off," Zhang Ming thought to himself, but deep down, he couldn’t shake the feeling that things were not as simple as they appeared.

Subtly,

he rembered a young man he had once seen at the Sichuan Headquarters.

He rembered after the forr head of Xianghe passed away, and the new leader, originally the third in command, seed to be exceedingly deferential to that young man.

If anyone was responsible for the changes within Xianghe,

could it be that man?

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In a small European country,

Bai Shi sat sowhat helplessly on the throne, massaging his temples.

The grand hall was decorated with ancient murals that seed to depict the glorious deeds of the Shadow Blade Organization through the ages, and the floor inlaid with black and white marble reflected a stark light.

The kneeling assassins below were motionless, dressed in uniform black bodysuits, their faces masked, revealing only pairs of sharp eyes, like hawks in the night ready to pounce on their prey.

Their weapons were neatly arranged to one side, the cold gleam of their blades and gun barrels intertwined with the light within the hall, creating an ominous atmosphere.

Bai Shi’s helplessness was not due to the high-profile nature of the Shadow Blade Organization; in fact, despite covertly controlling the country, it was not typical for them to convene in such a conspicuous manner in the palace.

His helplessness stemd from the fact that he had expected his mission to subdue the Shadow Blade Organization to be fraught with difficulties and dangers.