Diver Down | Gyuhao

"How old is this ship again?"

"412 years."

Mingyu sends Minghao a wary look, almost as if to remind him once they reached the depths of the wreck, it could be destroyed with the tip of a finger. The wood was rotten beyond belief, and the water pressure would give them at a minimum of 15 minutes to search.

"Find me the jewel and you'll get your cut. 50k each, as promised." The old man grins, accent thick, hand pressed to his heart, "I give all of you my word."

Or...

A story in which friends struggle with finances.

So bad that they'd do anything for money.

Even if it meant diving 170 feet down into the North Sea to retrieve a strange treasure some sketchy old man's obsessed with.

At least he's rich.

That's what they're here for after all.

Money.