Every time he came to a table, he would say in a serious tone that this was today's event and that the boss was sending the wine. He would then ask the drinkers how they enjoyed the drink and whether they were happy. If they were happy, could they tell some gossip, which would be considered as the payment for the bottle of wine.

To be honest, Bilius's wine is really not cheap. When the drinkers saw that the store was giving away wine, they were very happy and quickly shared all the gossip they heard.

After all, they were just bragging in the first place, and it would be so cool to brag about it more and get a new bottle of wine.

So Cheng Shi became a gossip vacuum cleaner, sucking up gossip wherever he went.

Soon he had heard all the gossip about this town called "Brookstown".

"The town was originally the fief of the Duke of Brooks. Later, as more and more refugees came, it developed into an administrative town. But it is said that the mayor was not sent by the king, but a refugee pretending to be the mayor. Don't ask me how I know this, it's a secret."

"Even the town's chief judge is a refugee in disguise."

"They even pretended to be strippers, until they took off their clothes and were found to have their private parts, and then the nobles realized that these dancers were actually men."

"But they are still very popular, at least more popular than the original dancers."

"Why has your boss been so generous recently? Has he also been impersonated? What? You're going to expose him? Man, why don't you be more generous? At least you can make money."

"The refugees came from Gasmera. It is said that the underground faith is spreading in the Tower of Matter. They started a civil war and expelled the heretics. Then these people came to Bilius. Isn't this old news from a long time ago? Why are you asking this?"

"There are more refugees than citizens, and the Duke is worried, but at least the nobles like them, and they are good quality and cheap."

"Gossip, what gossip? Does it count as York buying a prostitute with an orc girl? It is said that after that day, York called her name in his dreams. Who is York, you ask? He is the Duke's groom, sitting at that table. See him? He is the most cowardly one..."

"It's strange that Yorke has the money to buy sex and get drunk. Doesn't he still owe your boss a lot of money?"

"......"

An hour passed and Cheng Shi was so engrossed in listening that if it weren't for the pocket watch telling the time, he would have wanted to continue listening.

It’s so interesting, much more interesting than the trial.

What? You ask me why I, a socially anxious person, like to communicate so much?

I think social terrorists should also be considered social phobia?

But a trial is a trial after all, and Cheng Shi, who did not find anything unusual, had to go back and reunite with his teammates.

When the six players gathered at the table again, everyone's face was filled with solemnity.

Except Cheng Shi.

He was so happy.

"Why are you so worried? Have you noticed what's wrong?"

A Ming pursed his lips and shook his head, Fang Shiqing frowned in thought, and even Huang Bo, who had been scratching his head, was still this time, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Based on past experience, there should be some subtle but easy-to-find errors in a memory scene. However, this time, Xu Lu and I sat in on almost all the drinking tables, including the second floor, and did not find any NPCs with 'too stiff' logic completions. They all seemed normal, and they didn't seem like the people in the memory."

"Me too. I even used my gift to feel their hearts. They were very peaceful and orderly, not like the people in my memory."

"Can you read minds?" Cheng Shi was stunned and became interested.

Ming quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, it's just a vague feeling. I can't say the details."

Cheng Shi nodded and looked at Fang Shiqing again. He felt that this Big Wave Teacher also had similar skills, and should be stronger.

Fang Shiqing saw Cheng Shi looking over and asked, "What about you?"

"Me? I didn't find anything, but I did hear a lot of gossip. Do you want to hear it?"

"......" Thinking of the little-known fact that Cheng Shi had told her, she twitched her lips and turned to other people.

"Brother Huang?"

"Hmm...headache...no! And there shouldn't be any!"

Fang Shiqing and Cheng Shi both frowned slightly after hearing this, and the same thought came to their minds:

Oh no, this uncle is a believer in Chaos.

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