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Chapter 680: Meeting
"Come with me, someone wants to see you."
Evelyn had just brought Stussy, who had arrived at the entrance of the Witch's Feast, inside to look at the environment within the Witch's Feast.
If it weren't for her brother's instructions, she wouldn't have done this.
However, after chatting with Stussy, Evelyn's impression was quite good.
"Who?"
Stussy's gaze shifted as she pondered, wondering who would specifically seek her out in this manner, and even use Evelyn, one of the "Witch Three Sisters," as a middleman.
Someone who knows Evelyn, has a high status, and operates behind the scenes.
In a short time, various thoughts flashed through Stussy's mind.
Could it be to subdue her?
Stussy was certain that the person who wanted to see her was someone she didn't know.
That was the most likely possibility.
After all, she was basically capable of becoming the next "Queen of the Pleasure District."
On The Great Sea, there were quite a few people with such ideas, but they all ultimately failed.
One must know that the status of the Pleasure Street should not be underestimated.
Although it was slightly lacking in strength, its influence and intelligence in the Underworld were top-notch.
It also had interests and connections with various Factions.
However, it was currently relatively weak, having a piece of its domain torn away by the Witch's Feast in the competition within the entertainment sector.
In the current New World, it was still quite far from becoming a Dark King.
However, the Pleasure Street was, after all, a Faction with deep foundation and a history of several hundred years.
If one could truly subdue the Pleasure Street, no matter what they did, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
"Even if you meet them, you won't know. I'm just a messenger," Evelyn chuckled softly, turning around and swaying her enchanting figure as she headed towards the upper echelon.
Besides various entertainment activities, the private rooms at the Witch's Feast were extremely private and also good venues for those Important Figures to converse.
She had to admit that the unknown made her feel a little uneasy.
Especially since she heard another layer of meaning in Evelyn's attitude.
The person who wanted to see her had an extraordinary identity, and their status was even much higher than Evelyn's.
As the person in charge of the "Witch's Feast," having moved from behind the scenes to the forefront, Evelyn had met countless Important Figures in just a few years.
She didn't know what kind of existence could make her act as a messenger.
In the highly confidential private room, two beautiful women wearing revealing qipaos maintained standard professional demeanor, bowing with smiles on their faces.
These were service staff of the Witch's Feast.
Outsiders were scrambling to get in to be these kinds of service staff at the Witch's Feast.
Besides matters between men and women, there were many other types who performed but didn't sell their bodies.
After all, the income earned from working here for a day was much higher than in other places.
On Paros Island itself, the average income was already slightly higher than in other places on The Great Sea.
Coupled with the superior and peaceful environment, in the New World, this was a place countless people dreamed of.
Countless people came here and didn't want to leave.
Being in the Witch's Feast, Stussy could clearly feel the gap between the Pleasure Street and this place.
Of course, the Pleasure Street also had similar luxurious venues, otherwise, it wouldn't attract so many Nobles and tycoons.
However, most of them were relatively low-end.
Stussy had no intention of making the Pleasure Street compete with the Witch's Feast.
She didn't have the ability, nor did she want to do so.
After all, the struggle for interests in the Underworld, once it began, was a fierce struggle with no room for compromise.
Especially in the entertainment sector, the most direct method was to destroy the entertainment venues.
But in the Territory of the Pluto Pirates, who would dare to do such a thing?
Unless they were seeking death.
The main door opened, revealing a private corridor, and inside there was another large door.
Behind that large door was the real private room.
As the door behind them closed tightly, it perfectly prevented others from seeing the situation inside the private room.
The difference could be seen from these small details.
Arriving at the large door, Evelyn reached out and entered the password on the door, and a green light lit up.
The large door automatically moved to the sides.
The situation inside was revealed before Stussy.
Two men were sitting on separate sofas, their gazes seemingly falling on Stussy at the same time.
A young man with long golden hair, wearing a special dark purple high-tech combat suit, looked at her with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Even after experiencing the cruel tempering of the World Government, Stussy couldn't help but feel a little nervous inside.
Without a doubt, she didn't know the person in front of her at all.
And the other, a younger boy, had a much larger physique, with muscles like coiled dragons, incredibly well-defined.
His face carried a hint of childishness, yet also possessed authority.
For some reason, Stussy's heart instinctively felt a sense of closeness.
In this environment, this strange feeling made her even more uneasy.
However, she knew that from the moment she entered this private room, she was no longer in control of herself.
Evelyn had quietly moved behind her, closing the door and guarding outside.
Some things, she could know, and some things, she couldn't.
Although she knew her brother wouldn't mind, Evelyn still had professional ethics and wouldn't casually interfere in unrelated matters.
Regardless of what Ignis discussed with Stussy.
What Ignis was currently doing was also secret information within the Tartarus Family, and not many people knew about it.
It wasn't as open and aboveboard as Grado and Möbius, who had considerable reputation on The Great Sea and didn't hide at all.
And this organization named "Sound Nest," besides being founded in the Sky Arena and recruiting personnel, had always been very mysterious in other aspects.
As for Ignis, this powerful brother, Evelyn could only see him occasionally during Family gatherings.
She might not even see him once a year.
Regardless, towards this brother, Evelyn's heart held only respect.
"It really is amazing technology, completely identical to Ms. Buckingham! Salama."
Ignis examined Stussy, a gentle smile on his face, and glanced at Salama beside him, unable to help but exclaim in admiration.
Although he had seen her from afar before.
But viewing her at such a close distance, the feeling was much more striking.
Even Salama couldn't help but look at Stussy a few more times.
After all, they were truly too similar.
It wasn't just the appearance, but also the aura.
If he didn't know her origin, Salama might really have mistaken her for his Mother's sister.
Compared to the fake Buckingham who was deliberately cloned to take care of Buwell, Stussy was undoubtedly infinitely closer to Buckingham Stussy herself in all aspects.
Except for research capability and relevant knowledge.
Of course, she was also younger.
Emerging from the cruel tempering of the CP Agent Organization, she was ultimately somewhat different.
As expected, she was a clone created by Vegapunk.
(end of chapter)
"Come with me, someone wants to see you."
Evelyn had just brought Stussy, who had arrived at the entrance of the Witch's Feast, inside to look at the environment within the Witch's Feast.
If it weren't for her brother's instructions, she wouldn't have done this.
However, after chatting with Stussy, Evelyn's impression was quite good.
"Who?"
Stussy's gaze shifted as she pondered, wondering who would specifically seek her out in this manner, and even use Evelyn, one of the "Witch Three Sisters," as a middleman.
Someone who knows Evelyn, has a high status, and operates behind the scenes.
In a short time, various thoughts flashed through Stussy's mind.
Could it be to subdue her?
Stussy was certain that the person who wanted to see her was someone she didn't know.
That was the most likely possibility.
After all, she was basically capable of becoming the next "Queen of the Pleasure District."
On The Great Sea, there were quite a few people with such ideas, but they all ultimately failed.
One must know that the status of the Pleasure Street should not be underestimated.
Although it was slightly lacking in strength, its influence and intelligence in the Underworld were top-notch.
It also had interests and connections with various Factions.
However, it was currently relatively weak, having a piece of its domain torn away by the Witch's Feast in the competition within the entertainment sector.
In the current New World, it was still quite far from becoming a Dark King.
However, the Pleasure Street was, after all, a Faction with deep foundation and a history of several hundred years.
If one could truly subdue the Pleasure Street, no matter what they did, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
"Even if you meet them, you won't know. I'm just a messenger," Evelyn chuckled softly, turning around and swaying her enchanting figure as she headed towards the upper echelon.
Besides various entertainment activities, the private rooms at the Witch's Feast were extremely private and also good venues for those Important Figures to converse.
She had to admit that the unknown made her feel a little uneasy.
Especially since she heard another layer of meaning in Evelyn's attitude.
The person who wanted to see her had an extraordinary identity, and their status was even much higher than Evelyn's.
As the person in charge of the "Witch's Feast," having moved from behind the scenes to the forefront, Evelyn had met countless Important Figures in just a few years.
She didn't know what kind of existence could make her act as a messenger.
In the highly confidential private room, two beautiful women wearing revealing qipaos maintained standard professional demeanor, bowing with smiles on their faces.
These were service staff of the Witch's Feast.
Outsiders were scrambling to get in to be these kinds of service staff at the Witch's Feast.
Besides matters between men and women, there were many other types who performed but didn't sell their bodies.
After all, the income earned from working here for a day was much higher than in other places.
On Paros Island itself, the average income was already slightly higher than in other places on The Great Sea.
Coupled with the superior and peaceful environment, in the New World, this was a place countless people dreamed of.
Countless people came here and didn't want to leave.
Being in the Witch's Feast, Stussy could clearly feel the gap between the Pleasure Street and this place.
Of course, the Pleasure Street also had similar luxurious venues, otherwise, it wouldn't attract so many Nobles and tycoons.
However, most of them were relatively low-end.
Stussy had no intention of making the Pleasure Street compete with the Witch's Feast.
She didn't have the ability, nor did she want to do so.
After all, the struggle for interests in the Underworld, once it began, was a fierce struggle with no room for compromise.
Especially in the entertainment sector, the most direct method was to destroy the entertainment venues.
But in the Territory of the Pluto Pirates, who would dare to do such a thing?
Unless they were seeking death.
The main door opened, revealing a private corridor, and inside there was another large door.
Behind that large door was the real private room.
As the door behind them closed tightly, it perfectly prevented others from seeing the situation inside the private room.
The difference could be seen from these small details.
Arriving at the large door, Evelyn reached out and entered the password on the door, and a green light lit up.
The large door automatically moved to the sides.
The situation inside was revealed before Stussy.
Two men were sitting on separate sofas, their gazes seemingly falling on Stussy at the same time.
A young man with long golden hair, wearing a special dark purple high-tech combat suit, looked at her with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Even after experiencing the cruel tempering of the World Government, Stussy couldn't help but feel a little nervous inside.
Without a doubt, she didn't know the person in front of her at all.
And the other, a younger boy, had a much larger physique, with muscles like coiled dragons, incredibly well-defined.
His face carried a hint of childishness, yet also possessed authority.
For some reason, Stussy's heart instinctively felt a sense of closeness.
In this environment, this strange feeling made her even more uneasy.
However, she knew that from the moment she entered this private room, she was no longer in control of herself.
Evelyn had quietly moved behind her, closing the door and guarding outside.
Some things, she could know, and some things, she couldn't.
Although she knew her brother wouldn't mind, Evelyn still had professional ethics and wouldn't casually interfere in unrelated matters.
Regardless of what Ignis discussed with Stussy.
What Ignis was currently doing was also secret information within the Tartarus Family, and not many people knew about it.
It wasn't as open and aboveboard as Grado and Möbius, who had considerable reputation on The Great Sea and didn't hide at all.
And this organization named "Sound Nest," besides being founded in the Sky Arena and recruiting personnel, had always been very mysterious in other aspects.
As for Ignis, this powerful brother, Evelyn could only see him occasionally during Family gatherings.
She might not even see him once a year.
Regardless, towards this brother, Evelyn's heart held only respect.
"It really is amazing technology, completely identical to Ms. Buckingham! Salama."
Ignis examined Stussy, a gentle smile on his face, and glanced at Salama beside him, unable to help but exclaim in admiration.
Although he had seen her from afar before.
But viewing her at such a close distance, the feeling was much more striking.
Even Salama couldn't help but look at Stussy a few more times.
After all, they were truly too similar.
It wasn't just the appearance, but also the aura.
If he didn't know her origin, Salama might really have mistaken her for his Mother's sister.
Compared to the fake Buckingham who was deliberately cloned to take care of Buwell, Stussy was undoubtedly infinitely closer to Buckingham Stussy herself in all aspects.
Except for research capability and relevant knowledge.
Of course, she was also younger.
Emerging from the cruel tempering of the CP Agent Organization, she was ultimately somewhat different.
As expected, she was a clone created by Vegapunk.
(end of chapter)
