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The headquarters of the Association of Strangers, Ye Fan has actually never been there.

I hadn't dealt with it before, so even though I always knew the location, I didn't go over to see it.

In the past, it was not very easy, because first you got a seaside port in Indonesia, connected with the people of the Paranormal Association, and then sailed through their ships for half a day to reach a small island called "Illusion".

As its name suggests, the island is "hallucination" and "illusion", and the Adepts like to call it "Neverland" because it is not found on the map.

Originally a powerful Anomaly, the original president of the Guild, he used his abilities to gather sand and stones from the bottom of the sea, form an island, and then build it over the years.

Then, in order to ensure that the Adepts are not disturbed by ordinary people here, the maps of the whole world are not marked.

When Ye Fan took Feng Xiaohui to the port, there was already an Asian man with a dark complexion and a floral shirt, holding a sign with Feng Xiaohui's name written on it, waiting there.

"Hello, you're waiting for us", Ye Fan took the lead and walked over.

The man smiled enthusiastically and stretched out his hand to Ye Fan, "You are Feng Xiaohui?"

"No, I'm his brother-in-law, he is", Ye Fan introduced.

The man nodded understandingly, "My name is Haote, and I am the crew in charge of the transfer, will you two get on the boat together, or will Feng Xiaohui go to Neverland alone?"

Ye Fan asked, "Can I follow along?"

"Family members can just have an escort, they just need to follow the rules of the island and don't take photos or videos," says Hotte with a smile.

Ye Fan said that he understood, and then got into a white dinghy with Feng Xiaohui.

Not long after going up, Ye Fan found a problem, the engine of this ship seems to be a bit special.

"What kind of fuel is your ship using?" Ye Fan asked.

Hot, who seemed to be accustomed to hearing the question, didn't explain much, sat down on the edge of the engine, reached out and grabbed a black metal grip.

Gradually, a wave of heat came out of him!

The propeller sounded "boom", and soon, the boat was moving!

"Thermal power generation?" Ye Fan suddenly understood, this hot is also an ability, his hands can transfer powerful heat, prompting this modified engine to start.

Feng Xiaohui on the side also looked very fresh, and his eyes were even more looking forward to the Association of Strangers that he was about to enter.

"I can only let my body dissipate heat, and I can't release the heat far, so my ability can only be a boatman, or fry an egg or something, haha......" Haute laughed self-deprecatingly.

"That can't be said, if you want, I'm afraid that some anti-theft metal doors will be melted by you, and you can be a Jiangyang thief if you want to", Ye Fan said.

Hott shook his head, "Don't think like that, I was in prison for several years because I robbed a bank back then, and I don't want to do that kind of thing now."

Ye Fan and Feng Xiaohui were speechless for a moment, it turns out that this guy has really been a thief?

After about an hour of sailing, a small island appeared in front of it, and from a distance, under the blue sea and blue sky, the island was like a pearl on the sea, beautiful and moving.

A tall giant statue towers over the island's small harbor, with two huge legs just enough to hold the harbor. It seems that it has been around for a long time, and the costumes are also characters from the ancient times of the West.

"That's the first president, he made a sculpture of himself, and every time he entered and exited the harbor, he would pass under his crotch", Haute said, rather helplessly, and it was clear that he was the one who came in and out the most.

After the three of them landed on the island, Hott led the way to a small hill in the middle of the island, on which a gray-brown building was built, the tallest of which was a round tower, forty or fifty meters high, and there were no gaps in the whole body, and it was all in one, obviously built by the supernatural, not in the usual way.

Ye Fan and Feng Xiaohui are both the base camps of newcomers to the superpowers, and along the way, they met some supernatural people working here on the way.

A gardener's paraphilic with two arms and two legs that can be retracted and retracted like a giant prunes a tree more than five meters high without a ladder at all.

There was a woman who looked like a librarian, carrying books, but she didn't use her hands, hundreds of books were hovering above her head, and she was moving all the way.

An old white-haired lady who was sweeping was blowing with her mouth, and she blew casually, like a gust of wind, blowing away the dust and leaves on those paths, not even a broom.

When these paranormal workers saw Ye Fan and the others, they would greet them in a friendly manner, and they were obviously used to seeing visitors or new members come to review.

"Brother-in-law, I'm not dreaming, how is this like in the movie", Feng Xiaohui muttered.

Ye Fanwaner, "Don't talk about you, I can't even look at it......"

Because the Association of Strangers advocates neutrality and is free from any conflict of interest, it is equivalent to a permanent neutral organization in the underground world.

Therefore, back then, the holy war was fought all over the world, and Ye Fan did not meet a few supernatural people.

Even if there are people with extraordinary abilities who participate in the war, they are all separated from the association and are not protected by the association.

Ye Fan knew that the abilities of the supernatural are so varied, and the existence of these people, if the public around the world knows about them, will definitely set off all kinds of strong waves, because for the public, these people only exist in film and television works and various fantasies.

"This is the Member Center, where we vet new members."

Hott led the two into a single-story oval building, and when they walked in, there was a long counter, with an old man and a young man in the counter.

The old man looked seventy or eighty years old, his hair fell out like a bald head, he held a bottle of vodka in his hand in broad daylight, his nose was red, and he had fallen asleep on the counter.

He was wearing a dirty gray vest, his body was thin, his face was wrinkled, and he was sloppy, and from the time he slept he was still cursing in Russian, he knew where he came from.

The female front desk is like a Fuso person, looking thirty or forty years old, her appearance is very ordinary, but she cares about her image very much. I was touching up my makeup in front of the small mirror, and the carmine on my face was very thick, and the foundation was already very thick, but it was still being touched.

"Huazi, don't touch up your makeup, a newcomer is here, register this Mr. Feng Xiaohui and start the ability review", Haote said.

A Fuso woman named Hanako casually threw out a registration form, "Fill it out in whatever language you want." ”

After speaking, she continued to brush her eyelashes, she didn't have any service attitude at all, and she didn't even glance at Ye Fan and the others.

(三七 Chinese.)