Back to 1983: Deep-Sea Sonar and the Sweet, Gentle...

That year, workers' wages had just risen to thirty yuan, pork cost eighty cents a pound, and foreign exchange certificates and the title of ten-thousand-yuan household were golden tickets to a higher social class.

Chen Ye, an elite naval combat diver recently discharged from the military, returned to his hometown. His first move was to flip over a local bully's mud table, then empty his entire stash to save Su Wanqing, a wealthy young woman in dire straits.

Everyone condemned him. His boat was left without supplies, and people swore he wouldn't last three days.

But no one knew that a sophisticated sonar system appeared before Chen Ye's eyes:

[Purple-grade giant deep-sea conch locked on] [Gold-grade, 80-pound wild yellow croaker migrating along the trench]...

If no one would let him go out to sea, he'd brave the treacherous reefs and raging waves, pry open the ocean's treasure vault with nothing but a fork, and claim its riches!

When wealthy Hong Kong merchants from Jinyuan Port came to his door with checks for a hundred thousand yuan, and the county hung out a red plaque naming him an