Jasper looked at him. “Wasting food is bad.” Willow chuckled. ‘So, you’ll eat any leftovers?”
Jasper answered, “Only yours.” Willow felt a little accomplished seeing that he wasn’t averse to eating her leftovers. She picked up a vegetable skewer and bit down on it. I love this feeling.
While everyone was taking a break, Yosemite feigned exhaustion. ‘Man, my back hurts. I’m exhausted. I have to lie down.” “Get some rest, Yosemite,” a lady said.
Yosemite pretended to be drunk and wobbled as he got up. Another team member held him, but he waved them down and shuffled toward his tent. The moment he got into his tent, the dazed look in his eyes disappeared. The spy whipped out his laptop and plugged in a portable Wi-Fi device, then he logged into his account and saw a few messages for him.
He sent the correspondent some photos of the copper item shards. They were online too, and they texted, ‘Looks like something between the tenth and thirteenth century. Guess you found the right place.”
‘Our guess is that the fleet probably had a short stay here, but we’re not sure if this is where the shipwreck is, Yosemite said. He wasn’t even keeping any secrets. ‘Is that so? But with this discovery, you’ll be finding more clues soon. I’ll be sending my men over. Keep us updated at all times.
‘I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. Yosemite was shocked. He thought he would just have to give them updates, but now they wanted to send a team over?
‘This pertains to the search for an artifact. If anything goes wrong, we might come home without a single shard of the item. Moreover, you’re out on the open sea. It belongs to no nation. If we get there first, we have the right to take everything for ourselves.
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