novelslam Chapter 196 Dream Island Resort
Chapter 196 Dream Island Resort
The ship has docked.
Tourists walk up the wooden bridge to the island and are greeted by a row of beautiful female waitresses in uniform, standing in front of the flower bed with perfectly synchronized smiles.
"This place is really nice! It has great taste!"
"Tsk, this money was well spent, what great taste! Look at those girls, they're all like fairies."
"What does this gentleman do for a living?"
"What are you doing again? CA? That's so fancy?"
"Hi, I've also been looking at a few CBD projects lately."
A nouveau riche man, with his arm around a young female companion, chatted enthusiastically with the people around him, his voice so loud that he seemed afraid no one would hear him.
He tried to blend in with the group of tourists who had distinguished themselves, as if by saying a few more words he could truly become one of them.
The tourists just smiled and gave a perfunctory reply.
Firstly, some people have sensitive identities;
Secondly, this is a vacation spot, not a social gathering place;
Thirdly...
Dream Island only receives a handful of guests each week.
With a little inquiry, a discerning person can find out the general names and backgrounds of all the people in question.
The less clear the investigation is, the better you'll know who you can't afford to offend.
Many people know what's going on with this nouveau riche.
The family received tens of millions in compensation from the demolition of their home, so their cash flow is indeed substantial.
But all that's left is cash flow.
If he had kept it honestly, this money would have been enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.
But when it comes to investing—given his abilities, he could lose every single penny of the money he gets by luck.
Several people quietly cast their gazes toward Jiang Chaosheng.
This man is the most mysterious.
He kept taking pictures, like a tourist who had never seen the world before.
But nobody knew his name, his profession, or even his fake identity.
Unfathomable.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the nouveau riche felt embarrassed and could only mutter to his female companion:
"Don't follow his example and take pictures everywhere. It's so tasteless. What's the difference between that and taking pictures of a fancy meal and posting them on social media?"
The female companion did not respond.
She was just an ordinary college student; she had never seen an island estate like this before.
My eyes were already dazzled by the luxury before me.
A dozen or so waitresses dressed as maids came over, put their hands together, and bowed slightly.
A man who looked like a butler stepped forward and bowed gracefully.
"Welcome to Dream Island. I am your steward for this trip. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."
The nouveau riche approached with a smile:
"That's quite a show of respect, butler. This is the first time I've ever received such treatment."
The butler ignored him and maintained his smile.
Please forgive my rudeness.
I need to take my most distinguished guest away first.
Later, you may be led to your respective rooms by a maid.
The nouveau riche looked around, trying to figure out who the most distinguished person was.
The butler's gaze swept across the crowd and settled on Jiang Chaosheng.
He walked over, bowed deeply to Jiang Chaosheng, and gracefully extended his hand:
"Mr. Huang, please come with me."
The nouveau riche was stunned.
he?
Other tourists wore expressions that said, "I knew it."
No one felt annoyed; on the contrary, they were somewhat grateful to the island owner.
A man who would make him go against everyone else's wishes to curry favor must have quite a background.
This is a reminder to them to be careful when dealing with this person, lest they ruin their vacation.
Of course, this island owner's actions may offend Mr. Huang.
Jiang Chaosheng put away his camera: "Do you know me?"
The butler smiled politely:
"In order to understand our guests' preferences, Dream Island will try to obtain all the information about our guests."
Mr. Huang, you are the only one we know nothing about.
Jiang Chaosheng understood:
"Let's go."
The butler bowed and led the way.
At this moment, a woman who looked like a head maid walked up to an old monk and put her hands together in prayer:
"Master, please come with me."
The nouveau riche were unhappy:
"Why should we? Didn't you say everyone on Dream Island is equal?"
"It's fine that Mr. Huang left first, but why is this old monk allowed to leave first too?"
The head maid bowed and said:
"Master Haiyin is our grandmaster, and we dare not forget to respect our teacher."
The nouveau riche's lips twitched.
Grandmaster?
So the island owner is a Buddhist disciple?
Monk Haiyin sighed and clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha."
There was no joy in his expression at seeing his disciples and grand-disciples, only an indescribable complexity.
The head maid bowed again:
"Master, please."
The other maids, leading the remaining guests, said with smiles:
"Ladies and gentlemen, Dream Island is a place where everyone is equal."
But sometimes, there are indeed unavoidable situations.
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The island owner asked me to apologize to everyone on his behalf.
He is hosting a banquet in the reception room tonight and invites everyone to attend.
There will be gifts at the banquet!
This is a bottle of Château Blanc, a wine treasured by the island owner for many years.
The guests exchanged smiles.
The island owner really went all out. That bottle of wine must be worth at least tens of thousands.
.....
villa.
The butler bowed slightly.
"Mr. Huang, what do you need? I'll bring it over shortly."
Jiang Chaosheng glanced around the bedroom.
They lack nothing.
The scale of this Dream Island is comparable to that of the Black Rose Estate that Shirley gave him.
However, he had long since become immune to such luxury.
The second floor of Zero Antique Shop is as luxurious as an ancient emperor's bedroom.
"No." He sat down in the chair.
The butler walked to the table, took out a photo album, and handed it to him:
"I noticed that you were interested in the scenery on the island, so I had someone prepare a picture album of Dream Island."
Jiang Chaosheng accepted it:
"I like this gift."
He had promised Meng Xing that he would bring back photos of Dream Island.
This housekeeper knows how to handle things.
The butler then said:
"There's one more thing."
There will be a banquet tonight, and the World Honored One hopes you will have the honor of attending.
World Honored One?
What kind of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) term is that?
Jiang Chaosheng raised an eyebrow:
"An evil Qilin?"
The butler nodded:
"Yes."
Jiang Chaosheng thought for a moment:
"Where does that old monk who came with me today live?"
A strange smile appeared on the butler's lips:
"It's right next door to you."
Jiang Chaosheng put the photo album into his backpack.
The butler asked:
"If there are no further instructions, I will take my leave."
Jiang Chaosheng nodded.
After the door closed, Jiang Chaosheng had a thought:
"Daji".
A white glow floated out from his arms, and Daji gracefully landed in front of him.
Jiang Chaosheng stood up and walked to the window.
Outside the window is the sea, with seabirds circling the shore, creating a scene as tranquil as a painting.
"Can you sense anything is wrong?"
Daji closed her eyes, sensed things carefully for a while, then frowned:
"No." She walked to Jiang Chaosheng's side.
"It's very quiet, there's nothing unusual."
"My lord, are there any dangerous or forbidden items here?"
Jiang Chaosheng shook his head:
"There definitely is."
However, I can only sense the aura of a forbidden object.
But that aura emanated from the Evil Qilin.
He has a way to shield himself from forbidden things, but I can't sense what it is.
All I know is that it had already been taken into custody; he probably snatched it from a buyer.
He paused, his brow furrowing slightly:
"But there must be another one here. That one is very dangerous."
Strangely, I couldn't sense its presence at all.
It's like... the only one on the entire island that Xie Qilin wore was that one piece of clothing.
Daji asked in confusion:
"Why didn't my husband just kill the Evil Qilin and take that forbidden item?"
While we're at it, let's find out where the other one is hidden.
Jiang Chaosheng pursed his lips:
"That's not the true form of the Evil Qilin; we can't find out by interrogation. We can only wait for him to reveal his claws."
The evil Qilin isn't that stupid.
Knowing he was coming, how could I possibly leave him here?
If his killing move against him fails, wouldn't he be throwing his life away for nothing?
Daji thought for a moment:
"Since the big fish isn't here, why did you risk coming, my husband?"
Jiang Chaosheng scoffed:
"Because I had to come; this is Xie Qilin's open scheme."
He walked to the window, his gaze falling on the distant sea:
"His so-called 'renovation' must be hiding something forbidden on the island to deal with me."
"And I must contain the forbidden."
He paused, his eyes flickering slightly:
"Moreover, I want to find out where the gigolo is through him."
Daji was even more puzzled:
"But what remains here is just a clone. How can we interrogate it?"
Jiang Chaosheng said:
"There is a buyer who possesses a forbidden item that can track the Evil Qilin."
But you'll need the Evil Qilin's hair or nails, plus one of the things he used.
He left a lock of hair at the antique shop; combined with this forbidden item on the island, that's how you find him.
The buyer was dealing in a forbidden item from the previous manager, Li Qinglian, and the person was still alive.
Jiang Chaosheng's eyes narrowed slightly:
"These naughty little mice of Taipingdao are about to reveal themselves."
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