Seeing that Hua Yun and the others were unharmed, and even had the leisure to discuss this matter.

Chen Wen felt somewhat reassured.

"The mercenaries are a bit slow; it's been a whole night, and they've only managed three boxes, and the most important mining map hasn't been brought up yet."

After listening to Jenny's analysis, Chen Wen thought it might be easier to move the gold than to waste a lot of effort.

It seems the mining map is more worthwhile!

However, the only downside to taking the mining map is that it's not easy to cash out.

That thing, hidden in Chen Wen's hands, is just a map, worthless.

But if it were in the hands of someone like Belmont, capable of developing the mine, it would be a true rare treasure.

If I really get the mining map, could I make a deal with that Belmont?

Chen Wen pondered silently.

But now that it's still not in hand, thinking about those things is useless.

Chen Wen found a secluded spot to squat down, waiting for the final moment.

The lynx and the Golden Eagle naturally followed Chen Wen, but the Snowy Owl temporarily left, using the reason of continuing to watch the mercenary leader.

...

The entire day.

The mercenaries salvaged another box of gold.

The quality of this box of gold was good, but the mining map did not appear.

Could it be that the mining map was hidden somewhere else by those people?

Or was the mining map destroyed?

The black captain was somewhat uneasy.

He wandered back and forth for half a day.

Finally, he entered the cave containing the will and carefully examined the will left by that person again.

"The mining map should have been preserved by him, but he didn't say where he kept it, just that all the treasure is under the lake water."

The black captain murmured as he glanced at the skeleton.

The bones were very stout, and the clothes on the body had long since weathered and disappeared over the century.

Even the skeleton was incomplete.

"Although you found the greatest treasure, it was all for naught in the end, and even you are about to disappear completely!"

The black captain said.

If it weren't for the extreme cold of the Yukon and the dry environment inside the cave, even these bones might not have remained.

After all, it's been a hundred years.

After casually kicking the bones apart, the black captain suddenly noticed that the stone serving as a seat underneath the bones looked rather conspicuous.

"Hiss, this stone must have been brought in later."

The black captain looked at the stone, his brain turning rapidly.

He seemed to have thought of a possibility.

Such a person is a rogue, a bandit. How could he lay all his cards on the table?

The heart of the black captain, a rogue himself, began to stir.

If it were him, he would definitely keep an ace up his sleeve.

At the very least, he wouldn't put all the important things together for others to easily obtain.

He felt there was something wrong with this stone!

And it could be a big problem!

The black captain didn't alarm anyone but went out to find a shovel, quietly returning to the cave when no one was watching.

He pried the stone open with the shovel.

Underneath the stone appeared no anomalies.

Even if there were anomalies, a century's time would have worn them away.

But the black captain is stubborn.

Holding the shovel, he started digging right there.

No matter what's inside, digging was the way to go!

The black captain continued digging for about three minutes.

Clang!

A sound of metal collision!

The black captain held back his excitement, carefully digging, afraid to damage the treasure inside.

When he finally unearthed the thing completely, the black captain's eyes went wide.

He temporarily left the smaller iron box in the cave and walked outside, loudly asking about the situation.

A mercenary quickly ran over, reporting the situation.

"The position of the fifth box has been found; they are attempting to salvage it."

"Don't eat sour pickles! A bunch of useless fools!"

The black captain, agitated and restless, shouted: "Make them hurry up, if they delay any more, I'll shoot them all!"

The mercenary put on a flattering smile and quickly slipped back to start urging.

The black captain still looked irritable, kicking a pile of snow nearby with his leg.

Seeing the captain so irritable, the others didn't dare come close and instead urged the workers to speed up.

The black captain glanced around, seeing no one dared watch, he pretended to be angry and returned to the cave.

But he could never imagine, just on a nearby tree.

A snow-white bird with big, gleaming yellow eyes took everything in.

The Snowy Owl clearly knew what this human, who killed its family, was up to.

It gently spread its wings and moved to the side of the cave.

It stretched its neck and turned its head.

The Snowy Owl recorded everything that happened next.

...

The black captain, holding the shovel, vigorously struck a few times, breaking the lock on the small iron box.

He sneakily glanced outside, seeing no one nearby.

Then opened the iron box.

The next moment, the black captain's eyes went wide.

With trembling hands, he slowly took out a map made of deer hide.

"This is it! It's this! My God!"

The black captain clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to die.

This object, capable of driving countless nobles mad, was in his hands!

Thump thump! Thump thump!

The black captain listened to his heart beating faster and quickly placed the map in his closest pocket.

He erased all traces there, dusting off his clothing, and then leisurely walked out of the cave.

At that moment, the black captain felt as though all the gazes around him were hostile.

He tried to calm himself: "Damn it, make them hurry! There must be the mining map in the last box of gold! Watch them closely!"

Upon hearing this, the mercenaries quickly barked orders to the workers, urging them to speed up again.

"I'm going back to sleep for a bit; keep a close watch!"

The black captain said, trying to keep his pace steady as he headed towards his tent.

He felt that his gloved hands were unusually cold.

This short distance felt as though he walked it for hours.

Upon reaching his tent, he closed the curtain with a rustle.

Only then did the black captain take a deep breath, staggering a couple of steps before sitting down on his bed.

Damn it! If these people found out about this, they'd definitely make a move!

The black captain didn't trust his subordinates because he himself was someone who betrayed his employer.

He took off his gloves and, feeling the mining map under his clothes, gave a foolish chuckle.

After thinking for a while, he decided, under the guise of protecting the gold, to have his trusted aides armed and standing guard for him.

Only then could he rest assured.

Soon, his orders were carried out.

Although not fully understood, four mercenaries, armed, approached the tent.

With a simple discussion, the four split into two teams for the watch.

...

"Are you sure you saw it?"

Chen Wen looked at the Snowy Owl in surprise, not expecting such a surprising discovery!

"I'm very sure! I saw him put that piece of deer hide underneath his clothing with my own eyes."

The Snowy Owl's words made Chen Wen ponder.

Deer hide can be preserved long-term.

Moreover, it's a method commonly used by Americans to preserve maps.

The chances that it's a map are high!

It's worth the risk!

After all, the map hasn't been made public; that black captain is keeping it secretly.

Even if he's on guard, it's just him, at most with some trusted aides.

And not all the mercenaries.

This is good.

Once Chen Wen understood, he looked at the three animals: "I'm going to call the wolf pack, we're taking action tonight!"

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