Chapter 2748: Simps Are Everywhere—Even Great Land Immortals Can’t Escape!
In the following period, Carson Flores was like a blissful pig, living a life of daily indulgence with delicious food and drinks but nothing to do.
The guests gradually became familiar with the place, got to know each other, and started engaging in various activities, such as gambling, martial arts sparring, and chaotic partying with a bunch of maidens, making life leisurely and pleasant.
Carson Flores came here for the Metal Attribute Top Tier Martial Art; keeping a low profile was the most important thing, so he chose to stay out of everything.
Fortunately, the fact that Carson Flores "luckily obtained a Convoker Token" was known by many, and they realized he was here just for the free meals, a loose cultivator with no background, so not many took the initiative to greet him.
The Immortal Realm is a reality of survival of the fittest!
At a grand banquet attended by powerful individuals with strong backgrounds, lucky enough to find an invitation card for free meals, who would bother with such a nobody?
Carson Flores was very satisfied!
You all ignore me, treat me as transparent, that’s just perfect!
The time swiftly arrived for the Gathering Immortals Assembly day. On this day, a large number of strong individuals from Immortal Gathering Island came from the north, and the grand hall was laid with row after row of banquet tables.
"Young master, hurry up, we’re going to be late."
Carson Flores chuckled and said, "It’s just a banquet, we’re not important folks, we’ll just find a corner to eat, no need to rush."
Zorvyn Harrison was already used to Carson Flores’s mannerisms; this person was truly here to freeload food and drinks, caring about nothing else.
People talked about enjoying booze, meat, and beauties. Perhaps because he considered himself plain, he never exhibited any flirtatious or teasing intent, spending his days merely having others accompany him for food and drink, seemingly happy.
"If everyone arrives, and we enter the scene then, we’ll be the center of attention! Young master, you wouldn’t want everyone staring at you, would you?"
Carson Flores glanced at Zorvyn Harrison with surprise, wow, using this as a threat!
Very effective!
"Go, go, go, speed up!"
Zorvyn Harrison’s lips curled slightly, hmph, still can’t handle you!
Guided by Zorvyn Harrison, Carson Flores entered the hall, where the tables in the front and center good positions were already occupied, leaving only the relatively secluded corners unoccupied.
Carson Flores sat down at a table not far from the door with five or six empty seats remaining, while Zorvyn Harrison stood behind him.
Today was the significant day when Immortal Gathering Island hosted guests; maidens were not allowed to be seated at the tables.
A group of people entered through the door again, and the most eye-catching among them was Nerisse Blaine.
Nerisse Blaine’s gaze swept across the room, walked straight along the side of the door, then noticed Carson Flores sitting idly with his hands folded over his chest and reclining in his chair.
Nerisse Blaine paused for a moment, changed direction, headed toward Carson Flores, then swiftly sat right beside him.
Carson Flores turned his head to look and was immediately a bit dumbfounded.
Sis, what are you up to!
So many empty seats you don’t choose, instead, you deliberately sit beside me?
Aren’t you just bringing those guys over together?
Sure enough, as Nerisse Blaine sat down, Raelith Rhodes, Maedryn Cobb, and other illustrious individuals clearly interested in Nerisse Blaine quickly followed suit.
Following Nerisse Blaine’s side, one remaining man stood, for the empty seats at this table were already filled.
That man observed everyone sitting down while he was the only one left standing, immediately feeling awkward, wanting to leave but unwilling to do so.
His gaze landed on Carson Flores, who was sitting to the left of Nerisse Blaine, and his eyes lit up slightly.
Isn’t that the guy who lucked into a Convoker Token and spends his days indulgently eating and drinking?
The man hesitated a bit, stepped forward, and laughed softly, "Hey, buddy, I’m friends with these guys and would like to sit together. Could I swap seats with you?"
Carson Flores lifted his head, and his gaze collided with the man’s.
The man had a smile on his face but a strong hint of warning and threat in his eyes.
Carson Flores was speechless; is it really necessary?
These days, Nerisse Blaine was like a flower, attracting hordes of suitors, yet she didn’t grace anyone with her hospitality.
Nevertheless, these individuals were tirelessly persistent, one after another approaching Nerisse Blaine with various reasons and tactics.
If Nerisse Blaine weren’t strong and well-backgrounded, unable to be provoked by them, there might have been someone with malicious intentions already.
Carson Flores couldn’t understand; even if Nerisse Blaine was beautiful and one of the Three Great Goddesses, they wanted to pursue her, but they should gauge her response first. Did she ever acknowledge them?
Simps are everywhere, even those as powerful as Great Land Immortals lick continuously without rest!
Carson Flores was already annoyed by Nerisse Blaine sitting next to him, so when the man wanted to swap seats, it suited Carson’s intent perfectly. He responded with a hearty laugh, "Sure!"
Just as Carson Flores prepared to get up and escape the trouble circle, Nerisse Blaine suddenly spoke, "We go by seniority and follow the rules; what’s this about getting people to give up their seats?"