The deep blue sea, surging. The rolling waves crashed heavily against the rocks, crashing into black foam. The sky was as overcast as the sea, as if a storm was about to come that had been building for a long time.

On the edge of a huge rock, a yellow-haired boy leaned against the rock, sitting on the seashore, his knees propped up, his right arm resting on his knee, and his deep gaze revealed the colors of the distant mist. He seemed to have been in this position since the afternoon, and now that the sun was hiding in the deep clouds was about to disappear, he still maintained this position.

He seemed to be thinking, but no one knew what he was thinking. Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds his age like to call him "Lonely Sea Boy". Because in the eyes of his peers, he is as lonely as the sea, because he never deals with them, and only when they are bored and come to him to make trouble, he will say a few words, and then quickly avoid the incident.

But there was a group of seven or eight-year-old children who looked up to him, and he also liked to talk to them about some interesting topics, such as who is bigger than the sun or the earth?

Just as he was about to get up, a figure suddenly jumped down from the big rock, the owner of the figure was tall, with a small, round head, but he was very athletic, and he called himself "the fastest man in the Losispa Peninsula", and he was called Bart.

Bart swaggered over to the yellow-haired boy and poked his forehead with his finger disdainfully, "Lonely Sea boy, have you been here again?"

He looked at Bart, who was more than a head taller than himself, and said calmly, "I have a name." ”

Bart patted his head, "Oh oh, I remember, you have a name, your name is Wilson." ”

Wilson looked at him coldly, "It's good to know." ”

When Bart saw Wilson's disdain for him, he immediately became angry and grabbed him by the collar, "Are you kid having a good time lately!

Wilson smiled, "You think you're tall because you're amazing! Last month, it wasn't for Yas, who was half a head shorter than you, to beat him up and beg for mercy." ”

Wilson touched Bart's sore spot all at once. Bart angrily clenched his fist and struck Wilson in the chest. When Bart was about to pick up his second punch again, Wilson quickly reached out and grabbed his fist, and his left knee immediately lifted up against his lower abdomen.

Bart let out an "oops" and bent down.

Wilson jumped to his feet, slammed his right arm into Bart's back, and then hooked his left fist around his bent upper body, and asked coldly, "Do you still want to take a few punches?"

Bart took a few steps back, squatted on the ground, and hurriedly said, "You wait a while, wait for me to recover before talking to you." ”

Wilson suddenly felt that Bart was quite backbone, and he didn't admit defeat even if he couldn't win, so he didn't continue to shoot at Bart, and waited quietly for Bart to stand up.

Bart gritted his teeth and stood up with his right hand supporting the beach, and spat, "Do you kid have what it takes to run with me, how about letting you see the strength of the fastest runner in the Lobasba Peninsula?"

Wilson raised his stubborn eyebrows, "Running is too boring, why don't we race and climb the mountain to the end of the latest chapter!"

"Climbing? No kidding. Isn't there only one mountain on our island? You know, it is only on December 25 that it is open to the public for the worship of Christ. If we had stolen the cat up the mountain on any other day, the cultists would have killed us. Bart made a very helpless look.

Wilson punched the huge rock, "******, I have seen that these disciples are not pleasing to the eye, when is it, the French ** team should hit our island soon, and there is still time to do some worship, it's really a bad beating!"

Bart hurriedly shook his hand, "You are also here to talk about it, you don't know how powerful those cultists are, last time they went to my dad's factory to ask my dad to buy indulgences." My dad said that indulgences had long been denied, and that the state advocated freedom of belief and did not need to regard the pope as a god at all. The disciples tied my dad to the cross, and he was almost burned to death after a beating, and if it hadn't been for one of my uncles, who was a company commander in the army, I would have been without a dad long ago. ”

Wilson asked him, "Do you hate the Pope?"

"What do you say? I feel the urge to chop them up with a knife right now. Bart gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Wilson patted Bart on the shoulder, "I'm going to take you to a nice place." ”

"Where?" asked Bart, puzzled.

"You'll know when you arrive, how are your swimming skills? We've got to swim some distance. ”

Bart patted his chest, "Of course it's good, it's a little worse than my running skills, but it's okay to swim some distance." By the way, when will we be back?"

"I'll probably be back tomorrow morning. ”

"So far?" Bart's eyes widened in surprise.

Wilson smiled, "Didn't you say your swimming skills are good?"

Bart shook his hand and said, "You think I'm a machine! Didn't the steam engine invented by the man named Watt still have to be heated by a fire?" There is also nothing to give me energy. ”

"It's not for you to swim for one night, I guess we'll have to get there in the evening, and when we come back, it must be dark, and you dare to swim back on your own in the dark sea?" said Wilson solemnly.

"Also, except for the Iron Mountain in the navy, which seems to be called a steamer, they dare to go to the night sea, and the others probably don't dare to go. A few days ago there was a fisherman who walked the night sea and did not come back the next day, and we all thought he was dead. Bart remembered the horror of the sea at night, and his face became a little ugly.

"You're talking about Kittel, he's a nice guy, and if he hadn't taken care of my mom all the time, I'm afraid my mom and I wouldn't be alive this far. My dad had a group of soldiers take away 10 years ago and hasn't come back. Now that Uncle Kittel has left us, I don't know why God did this to us. Wilson sighed at the sky.

He suddenly turned around and continued to say to Bart, "Actually, there are still people who dare to walk the night sea. ”

"Who? Don't say it's Yas's monster. ”

"It's Yas, and we're walking together in the night sea, that's where we go. Wilson cocked his thumb to the deep blue sea behind him.

Bart couldn't help but begin to admire the usually inconspicuous teenager in front of him, and he felt that Wilson would be a great man, as great as Napoleon.

"You don't have to tell your dad that we're really going to be back tomorrow morning, it's not a joke. Wilson was stunned for a moment when he saw that it was already dark, so he hurried to ask.

Bart glanced at the sky, "No need to tell him, let's go quickly! I hope I can reach the place you said before dark, I don't want to go to the hellish place in the night sea to read the full text of the girl's struggle." ”

Wilson smiled and said, "It's the same sea, but with day and night, there is heaven and hell." We are sons of the sea, not our parents. ”

The two took off their clothes, wrapped them in a torn canvas, and quickly buried themselves in the waves of the sea.

"Mr. Wilson, is this auction ready to begin?" asked a well-dressed young man respectfully to the man in a small cave.

The cave was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, and a middle-aged man's voice came from inside, "Let's start now!"

The young man outside the cave turned and faced an open flat field, on which stood hundreds of people, almost all of them wearing masks, and no one knew who was standing beside them.

"Okay, this Elysium auction is about to start now. Everyone knows the rules here when they come, so I won't say more about it, and invite the first auctioneer. The young man bowed slightly and retreated.

Countless candles lit up on the wide high platform on the other side, and a man with a white mask strode up, and after standing firmly, he immediately said loudly: "The thing I auctioned this time is a South African diamond, and I haven't measured the specific weight, so let's take a look at the goods first!" After speaking, he took out a shiny thing from a wooden box, which shone in the faint morning light.

"Wow, it's the size of a football ball!"

"If the polishing is successful, it is enough to be worthy of the British Isles!"

The crowd couldn't help but get excited, and although the metaphor was exaggerated, it all showed the value of this diamond. It's just that this diamond looks like it has just been mined, and the edges and corners are very unsightly. No one will know how the man in the white mask got his hands on this priceless treasure, because one of the rules here is that no one asks anything.

"My offer is £100 million. The man's loud voice echoed across the small island.

There was no one down there who said a word. I'm afraid the British Queen can't afford such a high price!

"It can also be exchanged for something of other equivalent. The man waited for a minute and saw that no one took the offer, so he relaxed his conditions.

The people below were silent for a moment, and finally someone spoke: "The five British ** ships! are all the world's top configurations." ”

The man in the white mask didn't seem to understand the price, and he was at a loss for a while.

"Mr. Wilson, the owner of the island of Elysium, is willing to exchange five British ** ships for 100 million pounds to assist in the smooth conduct of this auction. The young man at the beginning said with a smile.

After the first auction was over, the buyers and sellers on and off the stage went to an exchange on the island to trade.

The second auctioneer was wearing a demon mask, "Last time I heard that someone was going to buy the head of the Prince of Spain, and this time I brought it." Fifty million francs!"

There was a commotion at the bottom, and at this time Spain was the number one maritime power in the Mediterranean! Although Spain's invincible fleet had existed for 100 years, no country could surpass its combat strength for 100 years!

"I'll give you five thousand and one million francs!" I didn't think anyone would ever speak. The man was wearing a black mask, and although his face could not be seen, his cold and ghostly personality could be seen from his eyes, which made people shudder.

"Five thousand and a million francs at a time!" the young man began to bid.

"Five thousand and one million francs twice!"

“......”

"Okay, deal!"

Then more than a dozen auctioneers auctioned, and all of them were auctioned off. Some of the prices are too high, so Mr. Wilson will pay a part of the money for the people who want to buy for free, and hundreds of millions of husbands and wives will read the full text unabated.

"Next, pre-buy. ”

The so-called pre-purchase means that if you want to buy something, you can say it in advance, and someone will sell it when you come back.

"I'll have the most beautiful woman in the world next time!" said the person who said this, wearing a pink mask, giving people the feeling of being prodigal and spacious.

The young man smiled and said, "What is the most beautiful, and what are your requirements?"

"Bring it first, if you are satisfied, I will pay more, and if you are not satisfied, I will too!" the man said without thinking.

The young man said, "Well, you have heard it, so please fulfill his request next time." ”

"I want Corsica in France as my personal possessions!" exclaimed a burly man.

The young man said, "Isn't that a little difficult? If it makes sense to say that a small island is enough, but Corsica is the most important island in France, how can it be easily entrusted to you to manage?"

The people below are also talking about it, and the Elysium Island auction has been held more than a dozen times, and the first time someone proposed such an excessive pre-purchase, of course, many people can't believe it.

"Of course it's not difficult! as long as you can afford it, I'll put you in the position of owner of Corsica this time next year. Mr. Wilson, who had been silent in the black hole, finally spoke, full of confidence.

The man smiled and said, "Of course the price is not a problem, thank you Mr. Wilson!"

When everyone saw that Mr. Wilson had opened his mouth, and it was such a big mouth, it was inevitable that they would have a trace of fear of him in their hearts. Because no one here knows who each other is, and no one has ever seen Mr. Wilson's true face, I really don't know where he is divine and can have such great magical powers.

"I want the position of Harley, the commander of the British Navy!" One of them looked like a killer with a large gray hat with a low brim and a black cloth under his eyes.

The noise down there was louder.

"You're bold enough, and your appetite is even greater! Do you know who Harley is? He has been on the battlefield for thirty years before he has landed in this position, what kind of green onion are you?" A burly man wearing a green seahorse mask, with a rough voice and an extraordinary aura, seemed to have eaten at sea.

The man with the big hat on his head laughed, "Where are you from? Do you dare to let me know? See if you can live until tomorrow when the sun comes out, how about you?"

"Sir, don't forget the rules of our Elysium. The young man said respectfully but indifferently, with a hint of murderous aura in his eyes that could not be easily seen.

The man nodded hurriedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I was a little anxious just now, and I was rude. He glared at the burly man again, and squeezed a sentence out between his teeth, "Sooner or later, I'll have to let you know which onion I am!"

"Everyone is here to have a blissful time, don't hurt the peace!" Mr. Wilson spoke, "Just now someone said that he wanted the position of Harley in England, and this is not a more difficult thing than climbing to the sky, I am sure that someone will satisfy you, and you can remember to come this time next year." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Wilson, and I know there's nothing I can't get on Elysium!" the man laughed.

"There's one thing I'm really harder than climbing to the sky, I wonder if Mr. Wilson can help be an intermediary?" a small old man made a strange noise that made his scalp tingle from a dark corner.

"Oh, old man, please tell me directly, I can do as much as I can, and if I can't, I have to do it by all means. ”

The old man coughed dryly, "I want one of Mr. Baba's eyes!"

"One of Mr. Baba's eyes?!" cried out the young man on the stage