"Credit cards?"
Shinji carefully examined the black card in his hand.
Just then, Heiguang took out his own black card and had the bartender scan it.
Shinji glanced over casually and saw that after the bartender scanned it, the number on Heiguang's black card quickly changed from '9200' to '109200'.
Shinji quietly looked away.
He had been given a credit card with a balance of one million on his first visit to Heimdall, while Heiguang, who had introduced him, seemed to have received one hundred thousand. This meant Heimdall's owner not only welcomed Lantern Bearers from other worlds, but was willing to pay them for coming.
I just wonder how much purchasing power a million has in Heimdall, Shinji thought.
Clearly pleased with his reward, Heiguang patted Shinji on the shoulder. "Make yourself at home. I spotted a few acquaintances. I'm going to say hello."
"Go ahead!"
Shinji nodded, then looked in the direction Heiguang had pointed. His gaze passed over the scantily clad dancers striking provocative poses on the dance floor and landed on a dimly lit booth in the corner. Three people dressed in black robes like Shinji's seemed to be discussing something there.
Ever since he had accidentally entered a world on the verge of destruction and met many Lantern Bearers from other worlds, Shinji had learned that black robes were the Lantern Bearers' standard attire. They generally wore them to disguise themselves.
Shinji shifted his gaze and spotted plenty of other black-robed figures in the bar's booths.
Some whispered together, apparently plotting something. Others lounged with people in their arms, giving in to their lust. Still others studied a screen, browsing through what seemed to be items for sale.
"So it really is an exchange!"
Shinji was excited.
This was undoubtedly a good thing. The more