Gold Rush Starts in the Bering Sea

Chapter 91: Re-exploring the "Strange" Area

The journey was bumpy, and they encountered the security team along the way, but Jason refused their request to accompany him.

The place we went to wasn't remote; it was within their patrol area, so there was no need for so many people to go together.

Soon, Jason also drove to this strange gravel area.

This place is completely different from the area where mining is currently taking place.

The entire area is composed of sand and gravel, with few trees and little water. Not to mention the difficulty of mining, the gold content is incomparable to that of areas currently being mined.

The previous mine owner, Nobel, had also hired a professional exploration company to investigate the area, but the results were not satisfactory.

Before Jason took over the mining area, he also specifically investigated this area that was marked "not recommended for mining" by the exploration company.

Well, this area is very strange.

Unlike typical ancient river gold distributions, gold does not appear in patches or in a dotted pattern.

Gold exists, but mining it individually is not cost-effective, and mining it as a whole would definitely result in losses. Digging into gold-rich areas one by one might not even cover the fuel costs of the equipment.

Jason consulted many books and even traveled to China to consult mining experts, but ultimately he couldn't come up with any concrete answers.

Now that his detection capabilities have increased, Jason plans to conduct further exploration.

Just like last time, Jason drove around aimlessly on the gravel road. When the detection results showed a dense area of ​​gold, Jason slammed on the brakes.

Driving wasn't a problem, but it was tough on Cass, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Jason was driving haltingly, and the road was already uneven, making the ride incredibly bumpy. Before long, Cass started feeling nauseous.

"Jason, stop the car! Stop the car!" Cass shouted, patting Jason's arm.

"Tsk~"

What could Jason do? He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car.

Cass jumped out of the car and squatted down to vomit.

"Cass, are you alright?" Jason shouted.

The only response Jason received was Cass waving his hand behind his back. Cass had made up his mind that he could overcome the pressure himself. Anyway, his boss wasn't around, and he could always make up for it by filming more later. He was afraid that if he rode in Jason's car again, he would lose his life.

"Wait a moment, I'll come pick you up in a bit." Jason turned to the side, closed the passenger door, and stepped on the gas.

The tires rolled over the gravel, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Cass squatted on the ground, supporting his legs, and stood up with a pale face. He picked up the camera and headed straight for the tree from last time.

After Jason finished exploring each gold-rich area, he would take out his notebook to record the results and compare them with the previous results.

Through cross-referencing, Jason also found two areas where the differences were quite significant.

The detection depth was ten meters deeper, so it's normal to find more gold, but the levels in these two places are somewhat abnormal.

In other places, the difference is only one or two ounces, but in these two places it is six or seven ounces higher. If they were all the same, it wouldn't be a problem, but the difference in these two places is quite striking.

Jason got out of the car and observed the two places for a long time, but eventually gave up.

To the naked eye, the surface appears no different from other areas, and there are no obvious features.

Jason wasn't a geologist, nor was he particularly good at it, but based on the current exploration results, this place has already unveiled a corner of its mystery for him.

Of course, to obtain more specific information, besides drilling and exploration, we can only wait until our own detection capabilities are upgraded.

After thinking it over, Jason decided not to drill and to do it later.

"Never mind, let's talk about it later," Jason shook his head and drove back.

Anyway, we've already bought this place, so we'll figure it out later. Someday we'll be able to unravel the mystery of why this land is so strange.

"How was it? Did you find anything?" Cass asked impatiently as soon as the car stopped.

He was still thinking about the showdown between Jason and the mining company. If Jason really made a discovery, the ratings would definitely explode.

"No," Jason shook his head, then said to Cass, who sighed, "Get in the car quickly, we'll be back in time for dinner."

"Jason, if you really think there's gold in this area, why don't you hire a drilling company to do a proper survey?" Cass advised, unwilling to give up.

He could tell that Jason had high hopes for this place; otherwise, he wouldn't have come here as soon as he got back.

Jason countered, "Sure, will your production team cover the cost?"

If Cass agrees, Jason wouldn't mind actually hiring a drilling company to explore the area.

It would be best if there were results, but it doesn't matter if there aren't; no matter how you calculate it, you won't lose out.

Cass chuckled, "Never mind then, our production team doesn't have that much budget."

Jason responded with a disdainful look. "You want a publicity stunt but don't want to spend any money? How come you get so many benefits?"

Upon returning to the mine, Jason took his laptop and went straight to his room.

Find two pieces of paper, write down the numbers from the two previous records according to their positions, and then paste them directly into the notebook.

After looking through it for a while, Jason locked it in the safe. In Jason's opinion, the numbers recorded in the notebook were more valuable than the gold in the safe.

Cover your head and go to sleep!

Jason hasn't had much rest due to the back-and-forth flights, and after returning, he did some more research. Now he's extremely tired.

While Jason was resting, Cass was looking through recently shot footage.

With the increasing number of staff, Cass also set up a small studio in his room.

We need to look not only at Corinna's material, but also at Jason's material.

Let's not even talk about Corinna and the others; they have plenty of material and a gimmick. After all, who can resist a beautiful young woman with a hot body who's a gold digger?

As for Jason, that's a bit of a headache, even though Jason is also a gold prospector who created the Bering Sea legend.

But after arriving in Australia, Jason seemed to have unlocked a cheat code, immediately finding a Chinese antique worth 20 million US dollars, and then buying a mine.

It's legendary, but also incredibly boring!

After all, since buying the mine, Jason had handed over all the responsibilities and spent his days in the living area, either eating or lying down.

This resulted in a large portion of the footage being almost entirely duplicated.

"No conflict, no explosive moments," Cass scratched his already sparse hair, looking worried.

Thinking back to when I was eighteen, I had a terrible temper and would explode at the slightest provocation.

Then look at Jason's life, which is like that of an old man.

Cass really didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, let headquarters worry about it. How they edit it is none of my business." Shaking his head, Cass decided to pass the problem on.

Soon, Jon Smith called, and Cass's lips twitched when he saw the caller ID.

I don't want to answer, I really don't want to answer.

But the pressures of life still made him press the call button.

On the other end of the phone, Jon saw the call connect and a string of words immediately burst from his mouth: "Cass, what did you send me? Did you guys even work properly?! And couldn't you at least edit it?"

"I remember telling you when I called you last time, film more, film more of Jason; he's going to be the face of the show!"

"Stop!" Cass interrupted Jon with a wry smile.

"Jon, you can call any of the photographers here."

"I really can't do anything about it. Jason's been traveling all over the world lately, and he even refused the photographer you sent, so I had no choice but to give up."

"See if the editor can salvage the footage. I've sent over all the usable material from this period. If that still doesn't work, then there's nothing more I can do."

"If it really doesn't work, could you come over?"

There was complete silence on the phone, making Cass think the call had been disconnected.

After a long pause, Jon sighed and slowly said on the phone, "Cass, I understand you, but you have to understand me too. This show is about to air, and if it doesn't do well, we..."

"I understand," Cass said, his tone much more serious. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to increase the materials. The rest is up to you."

After hanging up the phone, Cass gave a helpless, bitter smile.

The station didn't approve of this type of documentary to begin with, and if Jon hadn't argued his case, the program might never have existed.

These people were also assigned to Jon's team, and if the ratings were poor, the outcome would be obvious.

Sitting quietly in the chair for a long time, Cass sighed, "It's tough."