'Goddess Island is Angel Island …'
Xia Pingan was sitting in a helicopter on the roof of the Sage Building, looking down at the island in the capital's Bay Area under the curtain of the night, when this thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
The procedures for joining the Mask Club went smoothly, and even the membership fee was paid by Li Yunzhou. Therefore, when they learned that Xia Pingan wanted to exchange his realm beads in the Mask Club, the Mask Club's staff at the window of the Sage Building left and arranged for Xia Pingan to go to Goddess Island.
As the saying went, it was better to be early than to come at the right time. Tonight, there would be a gathering of summoners in the capital's Bay Area of the Fire Country on Goddess Island. At this gathering, many summoners would bring their realm beads to exchange or sell.
Angel Island was the name of the island on the sea in another Earth.
In the other history that Xia Pingan knew, the so-called Angel Island was not an angel at all. This island was stained with the blood and tears of Chinese immigrants. Back then, the first stop of those Chinese who wanted to migrate to this continent by boat was this island. This island became a huge prison and concentration camp, and those Chinese were isolated and imprisoned on this island.
Now, in this world, this Angel Island had become Goddess Island, and Goddess Island had become the activity center of the Mask Club in the capital's Bay Area of the Fire Country. The Mask Club had built a safety villa on the island, welcoming summoners from all over the world.
Sitting in the helicopter, Zhang Tie could see the wharf on the east side of Goddess Island and a large number of luxury yachts anchored in the harbor area. The luxury yachts anchored here were as common as bicycles parked in a shopping mall.
The wealth of summoners was vividly displayed here.
For a senior summoner, the so-called helicopters and yachts were only worth the value of a realm bead. As long as there was a need, they could buy them at any time.
On the island, there was a villa with a white outer wall hidden among palm trees. The lights in the villa were not dazzling in the wild, but they were brilliant enough. Sitting in the helicopter, Zhang Tie could see many security guards in black suits patrolling outside the villa.
Before Xia Pingan's helicopter arrived, another helicopter had just landed on the helipad outside the villa. Two people in gorgeous summoner robes got off the helicopter and were taken into the villa. Then, the helicopter flew away.
After a short while, Xia Pingan's helicopter also landed on the helipad nearby.
"Sir, we've arrived at Peace Villa …" The helicopter pilot wearing noise-proof headphones turned his head and told Xia Pingan.
"Okay, thank you!"
"It's my pleasure to serve you!"
The helicopter's propellers soon stopped.. Xia Pingan's helipad. Xia Xia Xia Pingan calmly got off the helicopter was led the helipad's helipad's eyes eyes eyes.... Xia Xia Pingan's eyes Helipad's's helipad..
Before coming here, Xia Pingan had already understood the rules here very well. There were actually only two major rules in the Mask Club. One was that no martial arts or spells were allowed in the Mask Club. The other was that no one was allowed to inquire about or disclose the identities and transaction details of other people in the club.
A cocktail party was being held in the hall of the villa and on the lawn outside the hall. There were well-dressed summoners and beautiful ladies in evening gowns chatting in groups of twos and threes. Waiters carrying drinks were shuttling back and forth. There were also people playing pianos on the lawn. A few bonfires were lit. Music, wine, and bonfires made the island seem especially romantic.
What was interesting was that almost a quarter of the Summoners who came here were wearing masks, but no one cared.
Here, Xia Pingan was free to move around.
Xia Pingan was not interested in chatting. He went straight through the banquet area and came to a hall behind the villa.
Here, it was another scene.
The hall was like a high-class museum. Glass counters were placed here. Resin models of boundary beads were placed in the counters. These boundary bead models were all boundary beads that could be sold in the hands of the Mask Club. The label under the boundary bead model had the serial number of the boundary bead. The price ranged from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. There were many Summoners around here. Everyone was commenting on the boundary beads here. If anyone fancied a boundary bead, they could contact the Mask Club and complete the transaction alone in the transaction room.
The Mask Club did not dare to put dozens of boundary beads here at once. In case some Summoner had evil intentions, it would be difficult to clean up. Therefore, putting down boundary bead models was the experience they learned after a bloody lesson.
Of course, for a Summoner, a boundary bead model was just a rough approximation of a boundary bead. Whether it was real or fake could be distinguished at a glance. It was impossible for anyone to use a model to pass off as a real one.
Xia Pingan's gaze swept across the display cabinets here. Originally, he was full of enthusiasm, but after looking at the counters, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. There were more than 50 kinds of boundary beads in the counters here, all of which he had already fused. None of them could be used.
The boundary beads here, such as the Foundation Establishment Boundary Bead, Net Boundary Bead, Slave Soldier Boundary Bead, and so on, may be useful to ordinary Summoners, but they were useless to him. Among those boundary beads, the most expensive one was the Cang Jie Boundary Bead, priced at 560 million yuan. It attracted a group of people to gather around the boundary bead model and discuss it, but that boundary bead was useless to Xia Pingan.
Xia Pingan passed through the hall and the corridor garden outside and continued to walk inside. Inside, there was a garden for Summoners who came here to exchange boundary beads and other resources.
There was a gurgling stream in the garden, and the scenery was beautiful. There was also a bar, a corridor, and dark green lights dotted under the Luohan Pines in the garden. Summoners gathered everywhere in the garden.
As soon as Xia Pingan arrived here, he heard a voice. "I want to use this black-box boundary bead to exchange for a boundary bead that summons archers. This request isn't too much, right?"
"Almost no one can fuse with this black-box boundary bead of yours. It's really not easy to exchange it for a boundary bead that summons archers!"
"My black-box boundary bead almost won't die if I fail to fuse with it!"
"But it's useless if it can't be fused …"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Xia Pingan saw two Summoners talking next to the bar. When he turned his gaze, he saw that a Summoner wearing a clown mask had already left, leaving behind a slightly disappointed man standing there with a boundary bead in his hand.
Xia Pingan directly walked over. "Can I see your black-box boundary bead?"
That person glanced at Xia Pingan and then showed the black-box boundary bead in his hand to Xia Pingan. "Here, it's this one!"
Xia Pingan looked at the black-box boundary bead and realized that it was blood-red in color. There were four Xiaozhuan characters "He Dun Stabbing Tongue" in the boundary bead. Xia Pingan thought to himself. No wonder this boundary bead was a black-box boundary bead and no one could fuse with it. Who would have thought that a person's request before death would be so strange?
"Do you want to use this boundary bead to exchange for a boundary bead that summons archers?" Xia Pingan asked.
"Yes!"
"Coincidentally, I have a boundary bead that can summon archers. I can make an exchange with you!" Xia Pingan said as he moved his hand and took out a boundary bead that was "Yang You Ji Taught King Chu Archery".
Seeing that Xia Pingan really took out a boundary bead that could summon archers, that person was overjoyed and a smile appeared on his face. "Okay!"
Both of them were afraid that the other party would go back on their words, so the exchange went very smoothly.
Finally, he got another boundary bead that he had not fused with. Xia Pingan let out a long sigh of relief. This trip to Women's Island was not in vain.
"May I ask why you want to exchange this black-box boundary bead with me?" That person put away Xia Pingan's boundary bead and asked curiously.
"I don't have any other hobbies, but I like to collect black-box boundary beads …"
"Brother, you seem to be very rich. You can even collect black-box boundary beads. I admire you …"
"It's nothing. It's actually like a risky investment. Think about it, if one day someone can figure out the method to fuse with one of these black-box boundary beads and the technique it provides is unparalleled in the world, then wouldn't I make a big profit?" Xia Pingan made up a story.
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