บท 967: Chapter 848 Scared Baby to Death (Please Subscribe!)

For a time.

Underground 'Solitary Island' was a hive of activity.

Tang Qing sat on high ground.

He was calculating in his mind how much gold there really was here, if it was a few dozen or a hundred meters thick, he would have struck it rich, but that was just wishful thinking, as the fighters had already detected the thickness of the gold vein.

More than twenty meters.

Below that was rock, and the deeper it went, the less gold there was in the ore.

How much gold could ultimately be extracted.

Tang Qing wasn't sure either.

But it was at least over a thousand tons, a thousand tons, if not squandered, could last an ordinary person more than a lifetime, but for Tang Qing, it wasn't even enough to fund what his scientists could burn through in a year.

As for sitting atop a mountain of gold.