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Ye Fan had actually never been to the headquarters of the Supernaturalists Association.
Because I haven't dealt with it before, so even if I always know the location, I haven't looked at it.
Speaking of it, it was not very easy in the past, because first got a seaside port in Indonesia, connected with the people of the supernaturalists association, and then sailed through their ships for half a day to reach a small island called "ILLUSION".
This island is the same as its name, "illusion", "illusion", supernaturalists like to call it "Neverland", because this island can't be found on the map.
At first, he was a powerful ability player, that is, the first president of the association. He used his abilities to gather sand and rocks on the seabed to form an island. After years of transformation, he built it.
Then, in order to ensure that the abilities are not disturbed by ordinary people here, the maps of the world will not be marked.
When Ye Fan brought Feng Xiaohui to the port, there was already a dark-skinned Asian man wearing a flowered shirt, holding a sign with Feng Xiaohui's name, and waiting there.
"Hello, are you waiting for us", Ye Fan took the lead in walking over.
The man smiled enthusiastically and stretched out his hand to Ye Fan, "Are you Feng Xiaohui?"
"No, I am his brother-in-law, he is," Ye Fan introduced.
The man nodded in understanding, "My name is Haote, and I am the crew member in charge of picking up and dropping off. Do you two get on the boat together or Feng Xiaohui alone to Neverland?"
Ye Fan asked: "Can I follow along?"
"Family members can be accompanied by just one person, they only need to abide by the rules of the island, and do not take pictures and videos," Haote said with a smile.
Ye Fan said that he understood, and immediately boarded a white boat with Feng Xiaohui.
Not long after going up, Ye Fan discovered a problem. The ship's engine seemed to have a special structure.
"What kind of fuel does your boat use?" Ye Fan asked.
Haote seemed to be used to listening to this question and didn't explain much. He sat on the side of the engine and reached out to hold a black metal grip.
Gradually, a heat wave spread from him!
The propeller rang loudly, and soon the ship started moving!
"Thermal power generation?" Ye Fan suddenly understood that this Haote is also a superpower, and his hand can transmit powerful heat to prompt the modified engine to start.
Feng Xiaohui on the side also saw it very fresh, and he looked forward to the upcoming supernaturalists association in his eyes.
"I can only let my body emit heat, but can't release the heat far, so my ability can only be a boatman, or fry an egg, haha..." Haote laughed to himself.
"You can't say that. If you want, I'm afraid that some anti-theft metal doors will be melted by you. You can also be a Jiangyang thief," Ye Fan said.
Haote shook his head, "Don't think so. It was because I robbed a bank and spent several years in jail. I don't want to do that now."
Ye Fan and Feng Xiaohui were speechless. So this buddy has really been a thief
After the boat traveled for almost an hour, a small island appeared in front of it. 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 sculpture stands in the small port of the island, and two huge legs just clamp the port. It seems that there has been a long time, and the costumes are also the characters of ancient times in the West.
"That was the first president. He made a sculpture for himself. Every time he enters and exits the harbour, he passes under his crotch," Haote reluctantly introduced. Obviously, he is the one who enters and exits most frequently.
After the three people landed on the island, Haote led the way to a small hill in the middle of the island. A gray-brown building was built on it. The tallest round tower is forty to fifty meters high, and there is nothing in it. The crevices, all in one, were obviously built by the abilities, rather than built up in a conventional way.
Both Ye Fan and Feng Xiaohui are the home bases for those who are new to abilities. As they walked in, they met some abilities who worked here.
A supernatural person dressed up as a gardener has two arms and two legs that can stretch freely. He is like a giant, trimming a tree more than five meters high there without using a ladder at all.
There is a woman who looks like a library manager, who is carrying books, but she doesn't use her hands. There are hundreds of books floating above her head, following her all the way.
An old white-haired lady who is cleaning is blowing with her mouth. She blows casually, just like a gust of wind, blowing away the dust and leaves on the trails, even without a broom.
These ability workers would greet both Ye Fan friendly when they saw Ye Fan. Obviously they were used to seeing visitors or new members to review.
"Brother-in-law, I'm not dreaming, how does this look like in the movie," Feng Xiaohui murmured.
Ye Fan smiled, "Don't talk about you, I can't even come over..."
Because the Abnormal Association advocates neutrality, free from any disputes of interest, it is equivalent to a permanent neutral organization in the underground world.
Therefore, when the holy wars fought around the world, Ye Fan didn't encounter a few supernatural beings either.
Even if there are abilities participating in the battle, they are all separated from the association and not protected by the association.
Ye Fan only knew that the abilities of supernatural beings are so diverse. If the people around the world know about the existence of these people, they will surely set off various strong waves, because for the public, these people only exist in film and television works and various kinds of works. In fantasy novels.
"This is the member center. We review new members and it is here."
Haote led the two into a single-story elliptical building, and when they walked in, there was a long counter with an old and a young in the counter.
The old man looked 70 or 80 years old, his hair fell like a bald head, holding a bottle of vodka in his hand in broad daylight, his nose was red from drinking, and he had fallen asleep on the counter.
He was wearing a dirty gray vest, thin, wrinkled, sloppy, and he knew where he came from when he was still swearing in Russian in his sleep.
The female receptionist looks like a Fusang person. She looks pretty ordinary, but cares about her image. I am facing the small mirror to touch up my makeup. The carmine on my face is very thick. It is obvious that the foundation is already very thick, but it is still filling up.
"Hanako, don't touch up your makeup. The newcomer is here. Register this Mr. Feng Xiaohui and start the ability review," Haote said.
The Fusang woman begging Huazi casually threw out a registration form, "fill in any language."
After speaking, she continued to brush up her eyelashes, she didn't have any service attitude at all, and she didn't even look at Ye Fan.