Chapter 21

This ability and its terrifying power are far beyond what ordinary humans can resist. Although Jifeng didn't know if the X-Men in the real-world movies were exaggerated, it seemed his own abilities were developing in that direction. Could it be that the Body Strengthening Technique referred to mutants?

Shaking his head, Jifeng didn't understand, but he hadn't noticed any changes in his body. If there were any, it was just that he had become stronger, more muscular, and his physique had improved. He was no longer the tall but skinny person he used to be, but now he was well-proportioned.

At the same time, his mind seemed clearer, and he no longer felt the muddled state he used to. However, Jifeng preferred his current state.

He went to the market again, picked up the ten firearms and several boxes of ammunition he had ordered from Mr. Tong, and returned to his bedroom, arranging them in the space's bedroom.

Looking at his collection of treasures, Jifeng felt excited. Probably no one in the world had a more complete collection than he did. He had a full set of all the firearms from World War II, both from the Allies and the Axis powers. He had to admit that this market was really amazing.

While Jifeng was happy, Old Mr. Tang shook his head with a mix of amusement and exasperation. He secretly sighed, wondering why the people of the Ji family were all so strange. They had a treasure trove but didn't know how to use it. This excellent market could have made their lives much better, but they spent their days on useless things like broken guns and bonds.

If Jifeng knew what the old man was thinking, he would probably be speechless. Why should he work so hard? The world was beautiful, and he didn't plan to stay in the space all the time. There was no one there, and if he wanted to find someone, he had to go to the market, which was tiring.

Looking at the huge bedroom, where three of the four walls were lined with gun racks filled with his collection, Jifeng smiled proudly and then left.

Back at home, Xiao Gua and Xiao Lan immediately ran to his feet, rubbing against his ankles. Jifeng smiled, patted the two little guys, and went to get them some dog food.

After pouring the last bag of dog food into their bowls and throwing the bag into the trash, Jifeng watched the two little guys eating happily and thought about whether he should improve their diet.

If the two little guys knew what Jifeng was thinking, they would jump with joy. Finally, you remembered.

Thinking about it, he decided to act. The fridge was almost empty, but Jifeng didn't plan to buy much. Since he had nothing to do at home, he decided to go to Jeju Island to check the situation and think about how to develop his private island in the future.

He booked a flight to Jeju Island the next day and went to buy some ribs. The two little guys, who never ate dinner, ate with great enthusiasm, making Jifeng want to comment. It turned out they didn't like dog food either. Well, he would have his hands full from now on.

The negotiations between Shida and the South Korean government had been ongoing for over a month, but progress was minimal. The domestic situation in South Korea was still chaotic, but after Park Geun-hye apologized for her father and promised to secure the best interests for South Korea, the protests significantly decreased. Now, only a few cities like Seoul and Busan were still protesting.

What made the international community laugh the most was that there had never been a protest on Jeju Island. Even when South Koreans tried to organize protests there, they were quickly suppressed by the local police.

In Kim Byung-rip's view, given the facts, South Korea couldn't keep Jeju Island. Since that was the case, why cause trouble for himself? Although he didn't know who the island owner was or where they were, the mysterious owner was definitely watching the situation. As a politician, Kim Byung-rip wanted to stay in office.

Based on the content of the Ten Measures of Jeju Island, the future owner would give him more freedom, unlike the South Korean government, which always meddled in his affairs.

Jifeng also knew that the negotiations wouldn't be resolved quickly. It would take months. Fortunately, according to the weekly updates from Bruce, the South Korean government was clearly struggling under increasing domestic and international pressure, and the compensation amount had dropped from $100 billion to $60 billion.

However, this figure was still far from the data calculated by the UBS accounting team, and both sides were still haggling.

The only change was that the United States and China were only monitoring the situation after making their statements, while Japan was the most active, as if Jeju Island would become theirs.

However, from Bruce's emails, Jifeng knew that dozens of countries had contacted them, hoping to meet him and discuss the future of Jeju Island, but Jifeng had rejected all of them.

He hadn't even taken back the island yet, so there was nothing to discuss. Besides, these countries had ulterior motives, and it wasn't the right time to discuss anything. He would wait until the negotiations were closer to a resolution.

Putting the two little guys back into the Shenlong Space, Jifeng drove to Shanghai, met with Lin Enliang, and gave him the car. He probably wouldn't spend much time in the country in the future, so it wasn't necessary to keep it.

At the airport, waiting to board the plane, Jifeng remembered his Korean wasn't good enough. Although Jeju Island was an international free zone and many people spoke Chinese and English, Korean was still the mainstream language.

Thinking about the language, Jifeng smiled and called Xu Xian.

After nearly half a minute, Xu Xian's voice came through: "Jifeng? Why are you calling me?"

"Beauty, I'm planning to visit Jeju Island for a while, but I don't speak Korean. Do you have time? I want to hire you as my Korean translator," Jifeng joked. In the past half month, he had sent Xu Xian several text messages in the evenings, and their friendship had grown.

"You're coming to South Korea? Great! I just happen to have two days off. When are you arriving in Jeju Island?" Xu Xian's voice was filled with surprise, making Jifeng feel relaxed.

Jifeng hadn't expected her to agree so quickly and laughed, "I land at 11:20. Do you want to meet me at the airport?"

Xu Xian giggled, "You're being cheeky. Didn't I tell you I was in Jeju Island a few days ago? Okay, I remember. I'll send someone to pick you up. See you later."

All direct flights from Shanghai to Jeju Island were medium-sized aircraft. Jifeng managed to get the last business class ticket. He had often traveled in economy class before, which was too crowded, so he avoided it now unless absolutely necessary.

The flight landed smoothly in Jeju Island, and after passing through security, it was almost 12:00. As he walked out, he saw a man holding a sign with his name on it.

Jifeng walked over and said to the unfamiliar man, "I'm Jifeng. Xu Xian sent you to pick me up, right?"

The man, about 1.75 meters tall and well-built, immediately said in English, "Yes, Mr. Jifeng. We met once in Shanghai. Please follow me."

Hearing this, Jifeng remembered that this man was one of Xu Xian's bodyguards, but he hadn't recognized him at first.

Following the man out of the airport, they walked to a Hyundai car. After the man opened the door for him, Jifeng bowed his head and got into the back seat. He was pleasantly surprised to see Xu Xian, wearing a gray top and jeans, and immediately smiled, "I thought I'd see you later. Thanks for picking me up at the airport. Otherwise, I wouldn't know where to go."

Xu Xian had seen Jifeng as soon as he came out of the airport. Seeing him with empty hands, she couldn't help but admire him, "Do you never bring luggage when you travel? Don't you even bring a change of clothes? Do you buy new ones every time?"

Jifeng hadn't expected her to point out such a serious flaw right away and laughed bitterly, rubbing his nose, "Who said I didn't bring anything? You just didn't see it. Besides, there's nothing wrong with buying new ones."

Xu Xian shook her head in admiration, "You're really a spendthrift. Don't your parents ever manage you?"