"After you've done this, you'll be allowed three hours of free time."
The 20-30cm long strands of hair began to bend and tangle, turning into thin stick figures, and then jumped to the ground...
Looking at this scene, Cen Qiyun's eyes lit up slightly, and she felt it was funny for some reason.
Shang Shuyan quickly turned around and said, "Let's continue."
"Oh well!"
Cen Qiyun was delighted. She didn't believe that after experiencing the "high-end" research methods, she would still be able to tolerate the "simple" conditions of the past in the future.
…
In the Old Turtle Tavern, in the room behind the bar.
Zhang Zhuanger pointed to an apostle beside him and introduced him to the old bastard:
"Ma Yonghai, an apostle of the sixth-level necromancer path, will take over the tavern in Jing'an City in the future.
Don't worry, he's quite clever."
The old bastard raised his eyes and looked at Ma Yonghai. Seeing that the other party was a little older, he felt relieved.
He dragged his wooden prosthesis and limped to a large box in the corner, kicked it, and turned around and said:
"Here is the information I have collected and organized. Please read and remember as much as possible.
The current bartender is also okay.
Anyway, your sixth-level strength is enough to intimidate most of the gods..."
After explaining the contents involving the "hidden business", Lao Wangba began to lead them out to the tavern hall, ready to explain the "surface business".
Come on, Zhang Xier, who was walking in front, laughed and said:
"Old bastard, I didn't realize you had so many tricks up your sleeve."
Zhang Zhuang'er and others looked in the direction of Zhang Xier's finger, and saw guests hanging around in groups of three or four in a dim corner inside the tavern.
In a "hanging" posture.
"That wasn't my idea."
Facing the strange looks from the others, the old bastard waved his newly installed mechanical arm and explained:
“It was my bartender’s idea.
Those are... special rooms."
Zhang Zhuang'er looked at the so-called "elegant seat" and the corner of his mouth twitched.
That's a hanging knot, right?
At the same time, he saw a new guest "sat down".
The guest, holding a glass of wine, stepped onto the stool under the knot, then put his neck into the knot and kicked the stool over with a clean move.
The rope instantly tightened, tightening around his throat...
At the same time, the rope also emits colorful dynamic lights, flashing back and forth along with the music.
The guest's face flushed red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he struggled to lift the wine glass in his hand and pour it into his mouth...
The old bastard said with a smile, "Guests will experience the special feeling of liquor sliding down their burning throats amidst the suffocating pain and tinnitus.
If the time is controlled properly, it can even give you a special near-death experience."
Zhang Xier looked back puzzledly, "What if I can't control it?"
The old bastard smiled but said nothing...
Ma Yonghai suddenly said, "Then... wouldn't it be possible for me to just sit and collect spirits?"
In theory, it should be possible...
Zhang Zhuanger silently withdrew his gaze, "Alright, after everyone's handover is complete, let's set off for Xin'an City.
The sooner we leave, the better. After all, it's more than 7,000 miles away... We'll try to get there within two days."
Except for the bartender, everyone in their team is at least level six. If they focus on getting on the road, they will be able to move very quickly.
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