Chapter 2818: Chapter 2813: The Archipelago’s Fine Wine

If Old Master Henry happens to arrive at this moment, I’ll have to ask him to wait for a while.

Considering my destination is quite clear, even if Chief Yuan finds out, he shouldn’t be too anxious, right?

It wasn’t long before Fu Qian was already scrutinizing Shangjing beneath him in the night, musing about a retired Night Watchman who hadn’t arrived yet.

According to the agreement with Yuan Shan, I should have been staying in Shangjing without moving during this period.

But just earlier, Fu Qian had a slight yearning to revisit old haunts and decided to meet old friends before attending the banquet.

This was arguably the most uninhibited journey in days, undertaken with my true appearance and even without buying a ticket.

Directly using the card Yuan Shan gave me to forcibly requisition a seat, Fu Qian successfully thwarted a young man’s fallen act of traveling to the Ring Islands.

Yes, such actions are undoubtedly attention-grabbing, but Fu Qian doesn’t mind revealing his destination.

The White Tower Company Headquarters, the Rebirth Club’s place of origin, an indulgent haven beyond the realm...

Even if it’s been some time since I returned, whether the arena competitions or Lord Yibu’s brilliant lightning, or even Jenny Ma in the bar where there was no tail, all these memories are vivid.

It seems like it’s time for a vacation.

...

It’s still so white; Brother Yibu didn’t explode-modify the Archipelago.

After a peaceful yet not too lengthy flight, one moment, the liveliest beach on the Ring Islands’ periphery welcomed a quietly sunbathing figure.

In leisurewear, Fu Qian even specially arranged a beach chair, truly adopting a vacation posture, while casually gazing at the distant White Tower through the slit of his sunglasses.

I must say that atmosphere is crucial; despite not being a scene of complete chaos, the entire beach undoubtedly exudes an astonishing sense of relaxation.

Whether man, woman, young or old, everyone seems like frolicking donkeys, shedding all life burdens, feeling uninhibited to do as they please.

Of course, it’s just a metaphor; the beach is quite clean indeed.

This is why Lord Yibu was praised earlier.

Even the formerly supreme White Tower Codex has lost its transcendent divinity due to my desecration.

The demigod inheriting the position of King of the White Tower seems to still ensure the strict enforcement of certain rules.

So much so that this indulgent haven holds a semblance of the old afterglow.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Even the service attitude remains quite good; while lounging for a while, this is already the third person to ask a similar question.

"Sure."

Unlike the casual refusals the first two times, Fu Qian directly agrees.

The reason is simple: although the previous two were also well-built with prominent curves, they lacked a pair of wings on their back.

Before long, an acquaintance is found; this one had once wished me to become the King of the White Tower.

Fu Qian’s gaze falls on the scantily clad "Succubus," confirming he hadn’t mistaken her.

"Thank you."

The drink brought over was still a blood-like beverage; with a sweet smile, her voice is soft and charming.

After undergoing transformation, this enchanting demon maid can still work here, likely tied to her outstanding performance.

It’s no wonder everyone says investing in oneself is the best investment.

"Sir... are you here to watch the competition?"

Already used to the similar gaze, the enchanting demon maid didn’t avoid it, only showing a slightly peculiar expression when meeting eyes.

...

Indeed, such sharp memory?

After a sip of the crimson beverage, Fu Qian confirms it still has that familiar taste.

As for the Succubus Girl’s reaction, he can somewhat understand.

Seems she recognized something?

Though he’s using his true appearance, and it hasn’t been long, such memory is rather impressive.

Considering the sheer number of faces seen daily with so many people coming and going.

Of course, Fu Qian has no intention of revealing his identity for a chat with the maid, his curiosity lies in her question.

"The King of the White Tower? Isn’t this held once a year, has it started again?"

From Bai Jinting’s death under my feet, barely six months have passed, and there’s already another competition?

"Of course it hasn’t started yet; there’s more than a week to go... which is why I’m curious."

Fu Qian’s response seemingly lets the Succubus Girl discreetly sigh in relief, even exhaling it on his face before blinking to explain.

"After the last incident, the new leader changed the system, spreading it from once a year to four times a year, letting everyone maintain enthusiasm."

So that’s why; it seems Brother Yibu has a sense of management too, not as archaic-minded.

Understanding dawns, Fu Qian can well grasp such changes.

As remembered, Yibu actually dislikes some things, particularly those related to the Rebirth Club.

Once taking over the White Tower Company, even if not expelling those already transformed from the islands, stringent restrictions in this aspect are inevitable.

In such circumstances, promoting the deathmatch competition to maintain the island’s popularity is indeed a natural choice.

Even the effect seems decent with no significant drop in prosperity.

"So, it’s like that. I’m not here for this, just simply on vacation, but I’ll check it out if there’s a chance."

Without asking about the specific incident, Fu Qian cheerfully mentions he might include it as a trip goal.

"Vacation alone?"

The Succubus Girl responds with an inquisitive "Oh."

"Alone; thought of meeting some old friends but not particularly hopeful."

Fu Qian doesn’t mind.

...

The conversation is quite pleasant, so much so that after serving Fu Qian another drink, the Succubus Girl bids farewell to continue her work.

As for Fu Qian, having had his fill of two drinks, he stretched further on the lounge chair, generating an even richer vacation atmosphere.

Indeed, the mention of old friends is true.

The reason for heading directly here from Shangjing is due to recollecting past events, particularly the ordeal where Bai Jinting perished beneath my feet.

According to the task summary from that time, it’s because a mysterious Superior Being was drawn by his White Tower Law, subsequently casting its gaze granting him an Undying Body.

Killing him would plunge the entire Archipelago into a special "dream" and infinite loops.

Yes, initially it was tested with the Clear Dream Ring, confirming it resembled dream-like power.

Thus, after realizing Annalise’s close ties to Dream Power, I naturally made associations.

Of course, most importantly, during my exploration of the islands under that state, the most striking change in the sky was the addition of a massive blood moon...

Could it be Annalise and Tilani?

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