The situation in the world suddenly became tense. It was believed that in the near future, there would be another competition in the world. However, this time, China was the one being chased out, and Mi Lijian was the one being chased out.
However, all of this had nothing to do with a commoner like Yan Zhe. After the sea returned to calm, Yan Zhe sent a secret document to a certain department through the system.
This was naturally the technology of nuclear power and the simulated biological oxygen helmet.
When the transmission was over, Yan Zhe realized that the sky was already bright. After the fierce battle last night, he didn't feel sleepy at all. His mind was still revolving with the thrilling events of last night.
Looking at the live broadcast room, other than the very young and the very old, basically everyone had been watching. They were also in high spirits and did not feel sleepy at all.
At six o'clock in the morning, all the media outlets in the country began to publicize what had happened yesterday. Naturally, more people knew about Yan Zhe's live broadcast room, and his popularity surged again at six o'clock.
In the end, Yan Zhe couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to how popular he was. He didn't even bother to pay attention to how many gifts he received because his popularity and gifts had basically never stopped increasing. At this moment, Yan Zhe's bank account already had a terrifying income of no less than 50 million yuan.
In the next few days, no more accidents happened. Yan Zhe brought the netizens in the live-stream room to dive, catch fish, draw lottery tickets, buy things at auctions, and enjoy the scenery from time to time. He was quite relaxed.
Because of the various high-tech technologies that were previously revealed, no one doubted whether Yan Zhe could really find the sunken Titanic.
With nuclear power, torpedoes, and other high-tech yachts, how could Yan Zhe not have a submarine that could dive thousands of meters deep?
Every time they thought of being able to see the legendary Titanic through the camera, the netizens almost never left. As long as they had time, they would go to the live broadcast room to brag and play, waiting for that moment to come.
Most importantly, Yan Zhe's live stream wasn't just limited to Chinese viewers. Due to the Yue Monkey incident, Yan Zhe's live stream was known by netizens all over the world.
Moreover, with the system's powerful hacking ability, Yan Zhe's live broadcast room appeared on the world's largest live broadcast platform. The system also came with a translation system. The bullet comments seen abroad were automatically translated into the language of the current country. It was quite awesome.
At this moment, Yan Zhe was lying leisurely on the deck chair, wearing sunglasses and basking in the sun.
He wasn't worried about whether the yacht had enough time.
Not to mention the Prop Delay Card that he had received as a reward last time, the system had rewarded him with this yacht after completing this urgent mission.
In addition, the other rewards were also extremely generous.
Reward: 2000 points, Driving Proficiency, Language Proficiency, God's Eye, Survival Proficiency.
He was rewarded with 2000 points in one go. 2000 points was not a small amount. 2000 points was enough to buy two nuclear powered yachts.
As for his proficiency in driving and language, the God's Eye was an ability given by the system. It was as clear as day at night, and his vision was comparable to the Eagle Eye.
Finally, Survival Mastery was a skill that allowed Yan Zhe to survive in all kinds of dangerous places. With this skill, even Master Bei and Master De combined in his previous life could not compare.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have now arrived at the Western Pacific Ocean. According to our estimates, we will reach the location where the Titanic sank at around nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Today's live broadcast will end here. I'm going to eat something and sleep.”
Looking at the slowly sinking sun, Yan Zhe waved at the live broadcast room and smiled gently.
"Be there on time tomorrow!"
God Yan's diehard fan,"Did you turn off the live broadcast so early today?" Play it for a while longer!"
Feng Timo: " Yes, yes. Let's broadcast for a while more. I haven't watched enough!"”
"God Yan, at the very least, you should auction off that one-headed abalone!”
" 1!"
" 10086!"”
Alima: " Let me join in the fun. An abalone is rare in this world.”
Penguin Horse,[Add me in.]
"Yes, it's been a long time since I've tasted an abalone.”
Principal Wang was speechless. Dad? Why are you here?"
One Hundred Million King: " I heard that Yanzhe caught an abalone, so I went online to participate in the auction.”
Principal Wang: " Dad, I'll do it, I'll do it. I'll do it!"”
The netizens were speechless.
Just by looking at these bullet comments, one could tell how popular Yan Zhe's live stream was. Even the richest people and celebrities like Alima, Penguin, Yiyiwang, and Brother Chao had come. This did not exclude foreign celebrities and rich people.
With the system around, Yan Zhe was not afraid of these big shots. He smiled lightly and teased,"Alright, I really thought that you guys couldn't bear to part with me. So you're still thinking about the one I caught? I was going to eat that fish myself, but since you guys are so concerned about it, then fine, let's auction it!”
A few abalones were the size of an abalone.
The smaller the head, the bigger the abalone, and the more precious it was.
In today's world where abalones were harvested wantonly, there were usually ten to twenty abalones. The top three abalones were quite precious and rare, let alone one abalone.
According to the international market price, a one-headed abalone was worth as much as two million yuan per catty. Not long ago, a local tycoon in Zhongshan bought a one-headed abalone weighing 625 grams for 2.5 million yuan and bought it home as a family heirloom. From this, one could see how rare a one-headed abalone was.
If it was in the past, Yan Zhe would definitely auction it off without thinking. But now that he was not short of money, he planned to eat it himself. But now, it seemed that if he really wanted to keep it for himself, these people would nag him to death every day.
Soon, the system popped up an auction interface, showing the data of the abalone that Yan Zhe had caught this time.
One abalone weighed 709 grams. The starting price was one million, and each bid must not be lower than 100,000.
The moment the auction started, the price soared.
God Yan's diehard fan bid 2 million!
[Brother Chao bids 2.5 million!]
Principal Wang made a bid of 3 million!
[Penguin Horse bid: 3.2 million!]
[Tom Cruise bids 3.3 million!]
[Arnold Schwarzenegger bids 3.4 million!]
Bill Gates bid: 3.5 million!
[Alima bids 3.6 million!]
[Master Xin bids 3.8 million!]
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