He grabbed Chen Xiao, who had only drunk a little over half of his beer, and quickly left the bar.
"Just now... everyone inside was..."
“They’re all people with superpowers,” Old Tian nodded. His voice was calm.
"..." Chen Xiao paused for a moment: "How many superhumans are left on the island?"
"The permanent population here is generally around six thousand, but it can reach more than ten thousand during the summer each year," Old Tian said with a smile.
More than ten thousand?
Chen Xiao's eyes widened... Imagine the scene of more than 10,000 "non-humans" gathered on the island.
"That's not surprising. The Service Agency is the world's largest supernatural organization. This island not only has members of the Service Agency, but also people from other organizations, or supernatural tourists from all over the world..."
"Tourists?" Chen Xiao frowned. "Can this place be considered a tourist destination?"
"Why not?" Old Tian laughed: "This place is just not open to ordinary people. Any organization that is not hostile to the Service Society can come to this island... as long as it can be arranged in advance and contacted by the Service Society to obtain permission to land."
"But...why did we come here?"
"Purchasing."
Lao Tian gave an interesting answer.
purchase?
Fortunately, Chen Xiao quickly understood what "purchasing" meant.
We quickly entered the town by following the path.
The buildings in the town weren't as tall as I had imagined; they were mostly low-rise houses, many even bearing traces of the colonial era.
There weren't many pedestrians on the narrow street. On both sides of the street were some peculiar shops.
"Pete's Goods Store" and "A Herbal Medicine Shop with Everything You Need"
"A Service-Oriented Agency – Solving All Your Problems"
Credit Appraisal Agency
"A century-old pawnshop"—clearly, this is a Chinese-owned shop.
"Secondhand Market"
As Chen Xiao walked along, he was overwhelmed by the sights: "What... what kind of places are these?"
“The market.” Old Tian curled his lip. “To be precise, it’s a general market. Here you can buy a lot of equipment from superpowered organizations—anything! From electromagnetic guns and protective suits to all kinds of equipment, detectors… and even a lot of large equipment. Of course, most of them are counterfeit or old equipment that has been phased out by legitimate organizations. The truly top-notch equipment rarely circulates in the market, and even if it does, there won’t be much.”
After a pause, Lao Tian thought for a moment and told Chen Xiao, "You can think of this place as a flea market for people with superpowers. Every year, many people with superpowers come here to buy necessities. For example... cell repair fluid, or to sell their equipment."
As he spoke, he pointed to a large signboard at the intersection ahead.
This notice board is covered with numerous small announcements.
"80% new detector for sale, X89 model, shielding device retained. Interested buyers please contact Mr. XX at XX Hotel, XX Street."
"Small quantities of cell repair solution for sale, home delivery available. Please contact XXXXXX."
"A complete set of the latest field personnel equipment is available for sale. Only three sets are available, so act fast! Please contact XXXXXX."
"Large quantities of electromagnetic gun parts for sale, all equipped with official documents from the Superpower Alliance! Please contact XXXXXX."
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Chen Xiao was stunned.
Chapter 89 of the main text: [Champagne Inn]
Old Tian, who was standing next to him, also looked at it carefully for a while, then gently tore off the notice that was selling cell repair fluid, folded it up, and put it in his pocket.
"You've used up all the cell repair fluid at home, so I need to buy some to keep on hand," Lao Tian explained.
Chen Xiao nodded silently.
In fact, he felt that his brain was not working properly.
So this is what my home looks like.
Where do we go now?
"Go to the liaison office." Old Tian laughed. "It's the official liaison office of the service agency on the island. Go there to register and tell them I've brought you here."
The liaison office that Lao Tian mentioned was actually a large house at the end of this town... The house was shaped like a church, except that there was no cross on the roof.
There were only a few people in the liaison office, sitting lazily behind their desks in the building—but they were very friendly.
It seemed everyone here knew Lao Tian; everyone greeted him warmly and exchanged pleasantries for a while. Then, based on Lao Tian's introduction, everyone looked at Chen Xiao, who was standing at the back, with curious eyes.
"It's him?"
A man from the liaison office smiled at Chen Xiao. He was clean-cut, wearing a light-colored shirt and with short hair. He took out a document: "Sign your name here. I'll report it to my superiors immediately, tonight if possible, tomorrow morning at the latest. Someone will pick you up and take you to headquarters."
He paused for a moment, then looked at Lao Tian: "Where do you live?"
"I don't know yet. I'm planning to go to the Champagne Inn."