Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1142: Silence

The photos of the Flaming Firebird had just been posted online when a middle-aged passerby saw them and felt instinctively that he knew the bird in the pictures.

But he couldn’t remember its name for a moment.

Driven by a scientific curiosity, he approached the bridge window and examined the bird closely.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the bird in the photo was a species he had never seen before.

This person was quite dissatisfied; he had spent most of his life studying birds. Was there any species he didn’t know?

Yes, this man was a bird expert, and he was very well-known in the field. Many of his works were published in influential media outlets. He had arranged with a pet shop owner to have the Flaming Firebird take pictures for his shop’s poster.

Once the photos were taken, Yanran and Ba Lv both felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity with the Flaming Firebird in the pictures.

Unlike its usual playful image, the quiet Flaming Firebird evoked a sense of majesty.

The pet shop owner wasn’t concerned about this; he knew the bird was exceptionally attractive, and placing its picture on posters would certainly catch the attention of passersby.

Sure enough, a bird expert was enthralled by the photos of the Flaming Firebird, as he also noticed it was a species he had never encountered before.

The bird expert was stuck staring at the posters, and this scene was accidentally witnessed by a passing journalist.

Stop, stop, stop! The journalist urged the driver to stop the spaceship, feeling a professional curiosity.

After disembarking from the spaceship, the journalist glanced at the Flaming Firebird’s photos. Yes, the bird was indeed very attractive. But why was that man looking at the photo repeatedly, muttering to himself all the while?

The man’s peculiar behavior caught the journalist’s attention, so he approached and inquired. Upon questioning, he discovered that this was a bird expert who behaved strangely because he had never seen the bird in the photo before.

The journalist speculated whether the photo had been digitally altered, leading the expert to fail in recognizing it.

Instead of guessing, why not ask the pet store owner? So, the pair entered the pet shop, where the owner assured them the photos were freshly taken and absolutely not altered in any way.

The owner even provided the contact details of the photographer, inviting them to verify for themselves.

The bird expert, with his scholarly stubbornness and rigidity, indeed contacted the photographer. After confirmation, the pet shop photos were indeed taken just recently.

When the bird expert asked the photographer whether he had altered the photos, the photographer emotionally asserted that he was a serious photographer who would never be stupid like his peers, altering photos to an extent where even his mom wouldn’t recognize them.

The bird expert immediately apologized to the photographer and revealed his identity. He explained that he raised questions purely from a scientific perspective and hadn’t meant to challenge the photographer’s character, a statement that satisfied the photographer.

Journalist’s narration: ”XXX has been conducting bird research work for XX years. He is one of the authorities in this field, and yet sees a bird species he doesn’t recognize. It’s indeed quite strange.

The current report ends here, but we’ll keep tracking this strange bird for future coverage.

The beauty turned off the TV and said to the governor coquettishly: ”I want it! Come on.” The governor welcomed her warmly.

”Oh, you are so naughty! I want the bird in the TV!” the beauty protested.

”This particularly? Governor showed skepticism: ”Why are you suddenly interested in birds? You didn’t care about them at all before.”

Didn’t you see? That bird is both strong and noble! The key is that nobody recognizes it, proving its rarity.

The beauty said eloquently.

The governor regarded her with a knowing look: ”This way, you can boast among your friends. This unique and noble bird is incomparable to jewelry or mansions.”

The beauty, whose thoughts the governor spoke out loud, implored him sweetly: ”Please, I want this bird.”

The governor looked at the adorable face before him. How could he disappoint such a beauty?

The governor replied: ”Alright, no problem, and to prevent the bird from falling into others’ hands, we’ll head to Bordeaux Planet early tomorrow morning, okay?”

”You’re so nice!” The beauty smiled contentedly.

To showcase the Flaming Firebird and attract more attention, the pet shop owner had specially hired a renowned photographer.

Sure enough, the skilled photographer accurately captured the essence of the Flaming Firebird, producing exquisite photos.

The Flaming Firebird’s photos became the talk of the TV news, and on a distant satellite of Bordeaux Planet, a lover of Governor Xi was captivated by the Flaming Firebird. She wanted it.

The governor agreed to her request, thinking it’s just a bird, after all.

Besides, he was participating in the fighting competition, so why not set out straight away.

However, what the governor didn’t anticipate was that he wasn’t the only one who wanted the Flaming Firebird. Moreover, his lover wasn’t the only person interested.

In the parts of Bordeaux Planet the sunlight never touches, there were some shady figures lying in wait.

”Welcome everyone to my place!” An elderly man who looked kind, yet his gaze was intensely cold, spoke. Despite the smile plastered on his face, his eyes remained icy.

”Cut the pretentious act, Old Hill,” a bald man sneered at Old Hill’s open arms: ”If not for money, I wouldn’t be here.”

”Well said, well said,” remarked a Fatty, seemingly accustomed to Old Hill’s routine.

”To spare your dignity from injury, I’ll say nothing,” murmured another man, shrouded in shadow, lending support from the side.

The four of them symbolized Bordeaux Planet’s forefront dark organizations. Today, they gathered not for tea or reminiscing.

As Bald said, if it weren’t for money, for profit, they wouldn’t gather here.

But now, they needed to set aside past grudges and collaborate temporarily for gain.

”Since that’s the case, I won’t say much; we are all so familiar.” Old Hill shrugged indifferently but still gestured everyone to sit.

”Wine!” called Bald.

Old Hill motioned his subordinates to serve wine to these guests.

After drinking two bottles of wine, the moguls began negotiations amid smoke-filled rooms.

Old Hill opened: ”This time we cooperate for the fighting competition; I hope you all truly put in effort, unlike last time, where internal strife benefitted outsiders.”

The other three remained silent, indicating last time the issue indeed originated from their side.

Satisfied with their silence, Old Hill continued: ”Now, the authorities are tightening control, making many businesses hard to operate. If we can set aside differences and sincerely collaborate this time, we might even present ourselves differently.”

The three men sat quietly, listening further.

”In this fighting competition, we must achieve a good ranking, allowing us to earn big from the underground betting pools and use the opportunity to launder dirty money through the martial arts school.”

To show sincerity, this time the fighting competition requires only a fourth-place, and you can decide the rest yourself, alright?” Old Hill addressed the other three.