The moment they saw the endless expanse of floating garbage, the pirates on the ship erupted in a unanimous cheer, far more excited than they had been by the school of fish.
Old Bill was shaking with excitement, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Brothers, get the nets ready! We're rich!"
Then, suddenly remembering Shen Feng beside him, he quickly and cautiously asked:
"Captain, should we… should we start mining? Oh, and don't you worry. According to pirate rules, half of whatever 'ore' everyone digs up goes to the captain."
Shen Feng nodded with a complicated expression and said:
"Let everyone do as they please. I'll give my share to the crew. Whatever anyone salvages is theirs to keep."
Old Bill's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted:
"The Captain said he's waiving his share! Whatever you find is yours to keep!"
As soon as he said this, another cheer erupted from the pirate ship:
"Long live the Captain!"
"Hahaha, long live!"
"Thank you, Captain!"
