Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 81: Chapter 80: King of the White Tower (Part 2)_1

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Is everyone so hot-tempered these days?

Fu Qian easily dodged the attack and looked down to see what it was.

The object thrown by the burly man had buried itself deep in the sand, leaving only the tail sticking out.

Quite a bit of strength, indeed.

With such force, even hitting a low-tier Transcendent in a vital spot could be lethal.

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Very well… then I need not be courteous anymore.

Fu Qian stepped back using Instant Step, crossing a distance of over ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Before Angry Man Brother could even make a frightened face, Fu Qian had reached out and grabbed him by the throat.

The fear of death instantly gripped his heart.

“Stop!”

At that moment, someone shouted to halt the fight, and two individuals in special uniforms hurried over.

“Isn’t fighting allowed?”

Fu Qian didn’t loosen his grip, but blinked in question.

“Fighting is allowed, even murder is permissible!”

The two uniformed men explained sternly.

“But dirtying the beach is strictly forbidden, offenders will be fined.”

Huh?

Fu Qian looked down to see.

A warm liquid was running down the legs of Burly Man Brother, swiftly absorbed by the fine white sand beneath their feet.

No wonder he had heard sounds earlier.

Killing this guy would be easy, just a light squeeze would do.

But since the human body is seventy percent water, keeping it entirely clean would be quite difficult, and if he died, the mess on the ground would be left unaccounted for and Fu Qian might have to pay for it himself.

Thinking this, he tossed Burly Man Brother into the arms of the two men.

You pollute, you clean it up.

The two security officers reacted swiftly, both catching the man in their arms, one on each side.

Burly Man Brother’s face was now ashen.

A hefty fine seemed to await him.

Following the information on his room card, Fu Qian quickly found his accommodation.

The room was luxurious, equipped with all sorts of facilities, and Fu Qian quickly connected to the network to look up information about the Ring Islands.

This place truly was lawless!

The Ring Islands were famous, a simple search yielded various introductions and analyses.

And indeed, according to the data, this was a special place.

The Ring Islands consisted of seven islands arranged in a spiral, forming the shape of a ring, with the island containing the White Tower at the very center.

It was said that originally, there were only a few rocks protruding above the sea here. One day, a wealthy consortium with money to burn took an interest in the area and spent a fortune on land reclamation, creating this place out of thin air.

Because it was located in a no man’s land and nearly immune to the legal restrictions of any country, all sorts of traditional industries thrived on the islands.

In less than five years, the Ring Islands had become infamous worldwide, a byword for luxury, to the point where the consortium even renamed itself the White Tower Company.

Of course, there were other places in the world outside the reach of the law, but what made the Ring Islands special was that after the White Tower Company conjured up this island from nothing, they somehow managed to sign a special agreement with the Night Watchman.

Through this agreement, they obtained a considerable degree of exemption in the Supernatural realm, which was the true foundation of their prosperity.

According to the information obtained so far, the Night Watchman had a very low tolerance for certain sensitive activities involving Transcendent powers.

No matter what kind of consortium or family, crossing a red line was futile; messy research institutions were smashed as soon as they were found.

Thus, the Ring Islands rapidly became a haven for eccentrics; all sorts of talents who couldn’t find a place or fit in elsewhere gathered here, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Though, to avoid becoming a safe haven for Transcendent criminals, they still complied with the agreement to extradite wanted individuals to the Night Watchman.

Besides that, various activities banned elsewhere, such as body modification and taboo research, could all be found here.

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Among the most famous is the renowned Limb Attachment.

As the name suggests, it involves using a special technique to attach the limbs of Transcendent beings to human bodies, indirectly granting some of their original abilities.

It sounds somewhat perverse, but there are still those who flock to it, especially those who originally had no chance of possessing Transcendent powers.

Of course, the effects are definitely discounted.

As for those like the Succubus Girl who go crazy with their cosplay, purely in pursuit of visual effects, one can find quite a few of them here.

It’s for this reason the Ring Islands are also known as the Limb Attachment Islands.

It’s downright twisted!

Fu Qian silently contemplated this and continued reading.

There are generally two ways to enter the Ring Islands—spend money or receive an invitation.

It goes without saying that spending money is incredibly expensive; just counting the zeros on the price can take a long time.

As for the invitations, one way to get them is to sign up for the legendary King of the White Tower contest.

Anyone who registers not only gets a chance to enter for free, but as long as they don’t surrender and leave the match, they can obtain a permanent pass whether they win or lose.

Those old guys on the beach must have all come this way.

If one wins the competition, the rewards are even more extravagant; it’s said that those ranking high are awarded a free Limb Attachment opportunity.

Very generous, but there’s a catch.

If you can’t surrender and leave, it means you fight to the death.

Considering the mixed bag of participants and the varying strength levels, a considerable number of people are likely to die in the arena.

Indeed, free things are often the most expensive.

Of course, some people might come here to indulge themselves and take a chance before they die.

From the materials, it seems that the White Tower Company has spent no small amount of money creating such a marvel at sea.

But it’s also the existence of Limb Attachment technology that has allowed it to grow into a powerful conglomerate with significant influence in just a few decades.

Its founder, Bai Jinting, is likely the target of my trip.

According to the information, he’s over seventy years old and now rarely leaves the islands, spending most of his time in his White Tower base.

This is good news for me.

There appears to be no time limit for this mission, so there’s no need to rush; I can plan carefully.

This place is full of remarkable people and beautiful scenery.

Might as well treat it like a vacation.

Of course, there’s no reason to rush because, according to the official information, this place not only attracts Fourth Phase Transcendents looking to retire but even has a Demigod presiding over it.

A High Tier Transcendent is a Demigod, meaning at least Third Phase or higher.

Having just upgraded, it’s best for me to remain humble.

In addition, at the bottom of many documents, there’s a file named the White Tower Codex.

It meticulously lists a wide variety of prohibited activities, nearly a thousand of them.

With nothing better to do, Fu Qian, as an avid reader, actually read through each one without missing a word.

And indeed, he found a regulation that prohibited dirtying the beach.

If anyone thinks that nearly a thousand rules is too restricting, they’re thinking too much.

After reading through them, Fu Qian concluded that most of these regulations, if you meet the scumbag criteria and are strong enough, are not much of a problem.

And most importantly, after reviewing from beginning to end, Fu Qian confirmed there was no rule against “killing Bai Jinting.”

After reviewing these regulations and roughly formulating an execution strategy, the sky had gradually darkened.

Someone came to knock on the door, reminding that the competition was about to start.

“Bring your number plate and follow us.”

Following the crowd, the towering White Tower was quickly in sight.

As the gates slowly opened, a tidal wave of cheering burst forth.