Chapter 21

    In Greenland city, morning sun popped its head out, flickered on Gogyoshi hotel. The well-known and super hotel in the city, built by one politician from Las Vegas. And now, Tycoons rejoiced with an opened champagne bottle as they filled each room with harlots, dancing with the flow of pop music. And all manners of souls kept arriving, with bags of dollars.

    

    Chris Drake speed into the open-air, slammed on the brake, and hurried out into gardens of rich men and half-naked ladies, playing on chairs and in a pool. He smiled as he raised the gold, imagining how billionaire he would be for the next hour.

    

    He walked close to them and called for attention, “Hey, popinjays.” He raised the gold as they looked at him, “A medieval gold.”

    

    “Wow!!!” they exclaimed.

    

    “Wann
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