NBA Ten Thousand Worlds Bishop

Chapter 2 The New Jersey Buyers Club
Davidson, who left at eight o'clock, interviewed for several jobs according to the job advertisements in the newspaper, but the results were not very satisfactory.

In the evening, after having dinner at Daly's, Davidson dragged his tired body and went home to rest.

It may be too tired, or it may be that the head is so dizzy. Not long after Davidson closed his eyes, there was a faint snoring sound.

……

"Dream?"

Davidson opened his eyes, dumbfounded by the scene before him.

It seems that there is a medieval city under my feet. The streets are lined with ancient Roman-style buildings, which look classical and atmospheric.

One thing Davidson was sure of was that he had never been in a place like this in his life, that the city of Detroit could not have such classic streets.

"Dear Junior Buyer Mr. Davidson, Welcome to the New Jersey Buyers Club."

Just when Davidson suspected that he was dreaming, a soft female voice sounded in his mind.

Junior buyer?

New Jersey Buyers Club? !
Davidson pinched himself so hard that he grinned in pain.

"Isn't it a dream?!" Davidson panicked.

The situation in front of him was really too weird. Davidson, who had always believed in atheism, began to wonder if he had been kidnapped by the devil.

"Junior buyers enter the buyer's club for the first time, and can get the opportunity to bind their own players for free."

"Mr. Davidson, the junior buyer, please choose one of the following three players as your natal player to start your career as a buyer."

Davidson was completely panicked, and the situation in front of him made him a little at a loss, it was really weird.

Not only is the situation weird, Davidson is also completely puzzled by what the soft female voice said.

What exactly is a buyers club?
And what is this natal player?
"Nick Van Exel, point guard, 185 cm tall."

"George Muresan, center forward, 231 cm tall."

"Ervin Johnson, center, 211 cm tall."

"Buyers have 1 minute to think about it, and if it is outdated, it will be regarded as abandonment."

Just when Davidson panicked, the soft female voice sounded again.

Fortunately, Davidson has experienced many things over the years, so he forced himself to calm down at this moment.

The female voice gave himself three choices. As a fan, Davidson guessed that all three of them should be basketball players, because in his memory, it seems that only basketball has the position of point guard.

The only thing that puzzles Davis is that he, a fan, has never heard of the names of the first two.

In today's league, Davidson is certainly no stranger to some well-known players.

As for the No.3 player, Davidson knows it. Isn't this the name of Magic Johnson?
But the magician is obviously a point guard, and the female voice said it was a center, which made Davis even more puzzled.

There was only one minute to choose, and Davidson didn't dare to delay, and he didn't know if giving up the choice would cause any bad consequences.

Among the three options, first of all, Davidson ruled out the first point guard, that is, Nick Van Exel.

Today's league can be said to be completely inside the world. Don't look at Jordan's current glory, but if you really want to say which position the average status of the player is higher, it is undoubtedly the inside player.

You can see the clues just from the scoring. In the season that just ended, among the top ten in the league scoring list, there were only three non-insiders, and the remaining seven were all insiders!
These three non-inside players, Davidson remembers clearly, are Jordan, Wilkins and Dumars.

The key is that none of these three is a point guard, so Davidson ruled out point guard Nick without hesitation.

The next two centers left, the center player with the same name as the magician, gave Davidson an unreliable feeling...

"I choose George Muresan," Davidson said.

With a height of 231 centimeters, Davidson thought of Manute Ball, the tallest center in NBA history.

"Congratulations to Mr. Davidson, the junior buyer, for binding the natal player George Muresan." A soft female voice sounded in Davidson's mind.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be an air defense siren sounding over the city.

"Attention the recruiters of the New Jersey Buyers Club, the club's new buyer, Mr. Davidson, has entered the club."

"..."

"..."

It was the same female voice, but this time it was not in Davidson's mind, but echoed three times in succession over the city.

Davidson breathed a sigh of relief, one thing he was sure of now.

That is, there should be no personal danger to oneself.

"I'm coming."

"His grandma, after waiting for more than half a month, finally a newcomer has arrived. Is our New Jersey club going to die?"

"Who says it's not? I heard that the Dallas Buyers Club next door has already had two newcomers this week, and one of them is an insider."

Dozens of people trotted towards Davidson with excitement on their faces...

"Huh? Asians? God, the New Jersey club is going to die."

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Let this newcomer be picked up by you."

"Hey, I haven't picked up a decent newcomer for almost two years. However, compared with picking up an Asian, I think it's better to wait."

What made Davidson speechless was that the crowd who had rushed towards him may have seen his Asian appearance, and immediately shook their heads and left with a sigh.

"What the hell is this place? A concentration camp for racial discrimination criminals?!" Davidson was quite upset.

The crowd had already left in sevens and eighties, and there were still four or five people left, their faces full of hesitation, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Hey man, I guess you're Chinese, right?"

A young man with a height of at least two meters, with a look of joy, rushed directly to Davidson and asked kindly.

Davidson nodded, "That's right, who can explain to me now, what the hell is this place?"

"Let me be your guide, and then I'll explain it to you slowly. I believe you will be so surprised that you can't keep your mouth shut!" The tall young man said with a mysterious smile.

"Okay." Davidson didn't say much, and nodded in agreement with the young man in front of him.

In fact, Davidson has no other choice right now. The originally huge crowd ran away, and even the remaining four or five people were full of hesitation...

"Mr. Davidson, junior buyer, are you hiring Mr. Kyle Anderson, an intermediate buyer, as your guide?"

"Within one hour, if the new buyer has no pick-up person, the buyer's qualification will be revoked."

"The guide is obliged to answer questions for junior buyers, and will receive remuneration accordingly. The buyer who is guided within three years needs to pay the guide no less than 3000 evolution coins."

"It can be paid in installments, and can be paid in one lump sum after three years. If you can't afford the introduction remuneration, the attracted buyer will lose the qualification of the buyer."

Davidson couldn't understand this mysterious place more and more.

Evolution currency?What the hell is this.

"Okay, hire." Davidson said with a wry smile.

"Successful, I will be your guide for the next three years."

"I have one-eighth of Chinese blood in my body, maybe we have the same ancestors." Kyle Anderson said with a smile.

"Well, Mr. Anderson, we may indeed have the same ancestor, now can you tell me what the hell is this place?" Davidson asked helplessly.

"Don't call me Mr. Anderson, call me Sledgehammer, that's what my Chinese fans call me."

"Or, you can also call me another nickname, Human Creepy Essence." Anderson said proudly, patting his chest.

(End of this chapter)