Compared to creating alchemical dolls directly from blank templates.
By modifying existing templates, the "cost of making" dolls will undoubtedly be lower.
Unlike blank dolls, dolls created through modification do not require detailed initial program settings.
The "intelligence" displayed at the beginning will also be higher than that of a blank doll.
However, while the initial intelligence of the modified doll is high, its potential is almost completely locked.
As mentioned before, it is a miracle that a doll could transform into a living being.
Conversely, it's incredibly easy.
The modified doll still retains the original body's memories.
However, this is due to the loss of emotions caused during the transformation process itself.
Mr. Moncalli, as the son, seems to have never noticed anything unusual about his father.
It can only be said that the relationship between the father and son is very "kind father and filial son".
At this moment, Gu Xinghe also noticed.
Moncalli treated him with almost the same respect as a waiter in the manor.
“That is indeed a coincidence, to meet you again, Mr. Moncalli.”
Gu Xinghe looked at Moncalli, nodded, and said with a smile.
"Although it is not officially open for business yet."
But would you mind if I had a drink at the pub before leaving with my drinks?
Looking at Grant, who is currently the highest-ranking person in charge of the bar area, Moncalli asked.
"Of course not, Mr. Moncalli, what would you like to drink? I'll mix it for you."
Hearing Grant's words, Moncalli shook his head, his eyes still fixed on Gu Xinghe.
"No, I want Mr. Gu Xinghe to make the adjustment."
Upon hearing this, Grant froze.
It wasn't out of a sense of desolation or loneliness that the older generation was being replaced by newcomers.
He was simply worried that Moncalli might be poisoned by the drink Gu Xinghe mixed.
Grant, an ordinary working man, is a bit bald.
“Mr. Gu is a newcomer and his skills may not be very proficient yet. Why don’t you let me do it?”
"Father, why don't we find someone else?"
The blond-haired Mr. Moncalli was also trying to dissuade his father.
After all, the title of "rookie bartender" doesn't exactly sound very reliable.
“William.”
Monkali calmly called out his son's name.
His voice wasn't loud, nor did it contain any anger.
There was nothing more to say in his words; he simply called out a name in a plain and unremarkable manner.
But William shrank back and immediately shut his mouth.
"I think it's fine, Mr. Gu, is that alright?"
If that doesn't work, Grant can mix the drinks, that's fine too.
Monkali then turned to look at Gu Xinghe and carefully inquired about his wishes.
Upon hearing this, William looked at Gu Xinghe with a hopeful gaze.
"sure."
But Gu Xinghe clearly shattered his hopes without hesitation.
At this moment, apart from Gu Xinghe and Monkali who both showed smiles, the expressions of the other three people present were somewhat strange.
To say that William was absolutely certain that Gu Xinghe's bartending skills were terrible wouldn't be an exaggeration.
But he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"Then I'll keep an eye on things from the side."
Grant was caught in the middle, unable to offend either side.
He now doesn't know whether Gu Xinghe or Monkali has a stronger background.
They could only secretly hope that Gu Xinghe's bartending skills would suddenly improve dramatically after just one drink.
Luo Zhiye remained standing to the side.
Seeing that neither side intended to drive him away, he silently watched how things unfolded.
Moncalli was actually quite relieved that he had directly appointed Gu Xinghe as the bartender.
There was even a hint of schadenfreude in his heart.
Even if Gu Xinghe and Monkali had met by chance in a certain instance.
However, Gu Xinghe, as a gamer, probably wasn't very familiar with the other party.
After drinking the cocktail made by Gu Xinghe, the other party should also find it unacceptable.
The ineradicable evil within the human heart makes Luo Zhiye hope that Gu Xinghe will "tread the landmine".
This is to let him know what the consequences will be if a bartender's cocktail does not satisfy a customer.
Hearing Luo Zhiye's thoughts, Gu Xinghe didn't care.
The abilities granted to him by his cheat code are enough to allow him to avoid most dangers in advance.
Moncalli's subsequent performance will likely surprise his opponents as well.
What kind of wine would you like to drink?
A conversation between Gu Xinghe and Moncalli.
There seemed to be less respect between Grant and Moncalli, and Moncalli was not even addressed by his name.
But the other party clearly didn't care at all.
"Would you like a Galaxy?"
Seemingly without any hesitation, Moncalli chose this drink directly.
But after making his choice, he still habitually asked Gu Xinghe.
"Right now, all I know how to use is [Misfortune]."
Although Grant demonstrated how to make all three drinks in front of him.
But Gu Xinghe wasn't lying; the only thing he had actually managed to manipulate so far was [Misfortune].
Compared to other wines that have never even undergone a single practical test.
Having tried [Misfortune] once, it should be better than the other two drinks... right?
"It's okay, let's adjust this one."
Moncalli did not show any dissatisfaction with Gu Xinghe's refusal.
He was very compliant with Gu Xinghe's words, almost completely following Gu Xinghe's wishes and ideas.
[This guest is quite brave!]
This is truly courting death!
What do you know! Brother Gu is casting real "misfortune"!
Listening to the audience's discussion.
Gu Xinghe wanted to say that his bartending skills probably weren't that bad.
At this moment, Gu Xinghe's hands continued to move, and he had already started mixing drinks at the bar.
Soon, two drinks, almost identical to the previous ones, were mixed together.
Then, under the cover of the bar, Gu Xinghe added the translucent, spiced water.
When the two glasses of wine were placed in front of Moncalli and William.
Moncalli's expression remained calm, but William's expression was starting to look strange.
Those were two glasses of wine that, just by their appearance, looked "unlucky."
William, who felt he was still very young, suddenly understood Grant's hesitant expression earlier.
Seeing his father pick up the wine glass without hesitation, he could only pick it up shakily as well.
William brought the glass close to the rim, not daring to drink too much, and only took a small sip.
A sour, almost bitter taste instantly hits the tip of the tongue.
He knew that the taste of misfortune itself was mainly sour and astringent.
But it will never taste like such a nightmare!
William felt like he had almost died suddenly.
"How does it taste? I think it's delicious, what do you think?"
Furthermore, this idea reached its zenith when his father, Moncalli, questioned him about it.
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