By the time Hunter returned to Paradise Island, Driving his Yacht.
The time had already reached the early morning of the next day.
He had been busy underwater for seven or eight hours straight.
Even though Hunter had been wearing a thermal Diving Suit and his physical fitness was more than four times that of an ordinary adult male.
But as soon as he returned to the Seaside Villa he rented on Paradise Island, he immediately felt an overwhelming wave of exhaustion wash over him.
As a result, Hunter only managed to take a quick cold shower.
He immediately collapsed onto the bed, and when he woke up, it was already noon.
After getting up, Hunter prepared himself a hearty Lunch.
His Cooking was less than twenty thousand Experience Points away from reaching max level.
Lv5 Cooking could definitely be considered Master level.
In the past few months, Hunter hadn't found a single chef who could produce Cuisine comparable to his own, whether at famous restaurants in Chinatown or Michelin-Starred Establishments revered by Westerners.
He hadn't found a single chef who could produce Cuisine comparable to his own.
Therefore, over time, Hunter preferred not to dine out unless necessary.
After Lunch, he once again drove the Yacht he had rented and headed toward an Uninhabited Islet he had discovered a few days earlier at sea.
Arriving at the Tiny Island, which was only about four or five thousand square meters in size, Hunter began sorting out his spoils of war.
He cleared a space on the beach, and after laying down the Waterproof Tarp he had bought.
Hunter took out the items he had obtained from the shipwreck one by one and began counting them.
These Wooden Barrels had been submerged on the seabed for at least a hundred years.
Although they were all made of Oak, most of them were severely decayed.
After being taken out by Hunter, most of them quickly fell apart.
He threw all the damaged Wooden Barrels directly onto the island.
Hunter retrieved a total of one hundred and nineteen Wooden Barrels from the shipwreck.
Among them, over ninety barrels contained only things like fresh water, alcohol, and gunpowder.
These items had been submerged on the seabed for decades and were long past their prime.
Therefore, Hunter casually dug a pit on the island and buried all of these items along with the rotten barrels.
However, the remaining twenty-six barrels were filled entirely with gold dust.
Hunter, therefore, benefited greatly.
He made a conservative estimate of the weight; those oak barrels were modified hogsheads.
Each of these barrels could hold about two hundred liters of water.
Since one liter equals one thousand cubic centimeters, two hundred liters is twenty thousand cubic centimeters.
Based on the density of gold, the weight of one cubic centimeter of gold dust is approximately 19.3 grams.
Therefore, the gold dust contained in one barrel weighed about over three hundred and eighty kilograms.
After calculating the gold dust in the twenty-six barrels, it amounted to over ten tons of gold dust.
Of course! Hunter also knew his estimate wasn't entirely accurate.
Moreover, the purity of this gold dust, refined at least over a hundred years ago, probably wasn't that high.
But even so, Hunter was almost certain that he would eventually obtain at least seven or eight tons of pure gold from this gold dust.
This alone was enough for him to make a fortune.
And this gold dust was by no means the most valuable thing on the ship.
After storing the gold dust in his private space, Hunter proceeded to take out the wooden crates one by one to inspect them.
He had obtained a total of one hundred and twenty-five wooden crates of various kinds from the ship.
Over sixty of these crates contained various rotten sundries and food items.
Another thirty-some crates contained cannonballs, bullets, and firearms from the American Civil War era.
Surprisingly, about a dozen of them were filled with various stones.
Hunter wasn't quite sure what these stones on the ship were for.
After smashing dozens of them and confirming they weren't raw gemstones or ores of precious metals like gold and silver, he immediately used his private space to dig another deep pit on the island and buried all the useless crates along with the waste inside.
In the end, Hunter only found twelve crates filled with gold and silver coins, jewelry, raw diamonds, and gemstones on the ship.
Although it didn't look like much, it was absolutely invaluable.
Among them, Hunter even saw over a dozen raw diamonds that were definitely over fifty carats.
The largest one, he even felt, might exceed one hundred and twenty carats.
If he were to sell all of these things, a conservative estimate would be that even one billion us dollar wouldn't cover it.
There were some other scattered items on the ship.
However, they were all personal items of the crew and captain, but by now, they could be considered antiques of some sort.
Those items could conservatively sell for several million us dollar.
After some tallying, Hunter relied on some knowledge of valuing European and American antiques he had learned after setting out for antique appreciation a while ago.
He estimated that he could earn at least over one billion us dollar from that shipwreck.
"I've made a huge profit!"
Looking at the boxes of gold and silver jewelry being returned to his private space, while Hunter was excited and thrilled, he couldn't help but feel curious.
When he watched "Into the Blue" in his previous life, because he really disliked the protagonist's personality and also felt the plot had many flaws... Therefore, he didn't watch the movie very carefully.
There were even some plot points he skipped as long as they didn't involve the Sexy Sweet Girl.
This resulted in Hunter only knowing a general idea of the plot of "Into the Blue".
He wasn't very clear on more detailed specifics.
Consequently, Hunter didn't know who the owner of the shipwreck was.
At least, it was completely inconsistent with what he had originally thought: that it was the treasure of some great pirate from the Age of Discovery.
Many items from the American Civil War era appeared on the ship.
The ship didn't look like a pirate ship; instead, it looked more like an armed merchant ship or a warship.
"I remember seeing the words 'West Wind' on some of the wooden crates and barrels earlier."
"It seems I can use this information to investigate thoroughly later!"
The treasure on the West Wind was so vast that it exceeded Hunter's imagination.
So much so that he couldn't help but develop a keen interest in the owner of the treasure and the specific information about this ship.
It was just a pity that although there were some books and similar items on the ship, they had all been completely destroyed due to being soaked on the seabed for too long.
This made Hunter feel a bit regretful.
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