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Text Chapter 712 Dave¡¯s World (11)

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    Feng Bujue didn't know when and how the ghost postman would reply to him. He was not even sure whether the ghost postman would reply to him.

    Regarding this information, the "fat" NPCs all expressed that they could not answer, so Brother Jue could only act according to circumstances

    "So now it's time to deliver the tenth letter" After leaving the mailbox in the cemetery, Feng Bujue returned to the bicycle and said, "It's better to replenish physical fitness first"

    When riding the bicycle, he checked the game menu again.  Right now, his survival value has slowly recovered to 54%, but his physical fitness value is only 452/4800.

    This is the difficulty caused by "calculating the physical fitness value according to the character's actual body feeling".  In some nightmare difficulty scripts that Brother Jue has experienced before, he has encountered such settings several times. "Venom in the Wilderness" is a good example.

    No matter how high the player¡¯s level is, or how many props or skills they have that can increase physical strength In this nightmare setting, you will have as much physical strength as the character you play has.  If you abuse it regardless of consumption, the final impact will be self-evident.

    "Well let's find a way to get some supplies first" Feng Bujue thought for a moment and then made a decision, "Before Brother Ghost replies to me, it will be extremely difficult for me to crack the 'command code' by myself.  . Anyway, the information collected from those 'recipients' is enough, there is no need to use up the last energy to do something with almost no profit."

    After deciding on the next step, he took out the mini map of the town from his pocket.  After watching for a few seconds, he set off

    At 12 o¡¯clock in the afternoon, Feng Bujue came to the only bar in town.

    The name of the bar is "Otaku".  It covers an area of ??just over 100 square meters, not as big as a post office.

    The reason why Brother Jue came here is very simple - according to the illustration on the mini map, this imitation Western-style bar has a door that cannot be closed It is not so much a door, but two movable wooden boards.

    "Hmphit's impossible to get in now, right?" Feng Bujue smiled and pushed open the door and walked into Otaku Bar.

    "We haven't started business yet, sir." This was the sentence that greeted Brother Jue.

    Feng Bujue raised his eyes and looked at the speaker.

    It was a bald man about two meters tall, dressed as a bartender, standing behind the bar, quietly wiping the glass.

    "I won't stay too long." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's dissuasion.  He walked straight to the bar.

    In the process, he has scanned the entire bar environment: cheap linen wallpaper, cheap wooden floors, cheap bar counters, cheap tables and chairs, cheap sofas, cheap billiard table beside the billiard table  , there was also standing a bearded man dressed as a cowboy, playing pool by himself.

    "I'm sorry, it's not a matter of how long we stay." Brother Jue sat down as if nothing had happened.  The bald bartender's expression changed slightly and he said, "We don't accept any customers during non-business hours. Please come back after five o'clock in the evening"

    "Okay, Yang, let him sit for a while." Suddenly, the bearded cowboy beside the pool table interrupted, "This gentleman doesn't look like someone who will cause trouble" As he spoke.  He hit a shot, straightened up and looked at Jue Gedao.  "Am I right? Sir."

    "Ha of course." Feng Bujue smiled at the bearded man, then turned his head, looked at the bartender and said, "Can you give me something to drink? Water is fine."

    The bald bartender looked at Brother Jue expressionlessly for two seconds, then took out a clean cup and poured him a glass of cold water.

    "Excuse meis there anything to eat? Anything is fine." Feng Bujue asked again.

    this time.  The bald bartender cast a suspicious look: "Are you sure you have enough money to pay the bill? Sir." When he said this, he deliberately added an accent to the last "sir".

    "Yes" Feng Bujue just wants to eat and drink.  So the attitude is very polite, he said.  On the other hand, he reached for his wallet and said, "If you need it, I can"

    "Oh~ no no no, young man, don't do this." At this time, the bearded man stopped Brother Jue's behavior loudly and walked over quickly.

    When he arrived at the bar, the bearded man looked at the bartender and said, "Yang, how can you talk to the guests like this? Do you think this gentleman doesn't even have the money to buy a glass of water?"

    "No, boss." The bald bartender replied, "I'm just worried that he will be like those drunkards and homeless people who come in to eat and drink without any money."

    ¡°?"Is this cowboy uncle really the boss" Feng Bujue thought to himself after hearing the words. In fact, he had been vaguely aware of this at the beginning of the conversation between the two people, and now the "Yang" directly shouted "  The word "boss" proved his suspicion.

    "Ah~ Yang, you worry too much." The bearded man patted Brother Jue on the shoulder, "Looking at this gentleman's complexion and clothes, you can tell that he is not that kind of person." He snapped his fingers and said to Yang  He winked and said, "Here, bring me some snacks, I happen to be hungry too."

    "Wellsince you said so" the bald bartender shrugged and responded.

    A few seconds later, he took out two small bamboo bowls lined with paper towels from the bar. Both bowls were filled with fried snacks.

    "Thank you, man." Feng Bujue said to Yang, then looked at the bearded man and said, "Thank you too, boss."

    After saying that, Brother Jue grabbed a handful of snacks and crammed them into his mouth.

    He is indeed hungry, and very hungry This hunger is undoubtedly simulated by the script. It is similar to muscle fatigue and must be relieved in some way, otherwise it will not disappear on its own.

    "Hehehe" Big Beard looked at Brother Jue's eating style and said with a smile, "Young man, it's not okay to eat this as food."

    "I know, but all the restaurants in the town are closed." Feng Bujue puffed up his cheeks and replied vaguely.

    This seemingly casual answer is actually a test Brother Jue has been in the town for so long and finally met two NPCs who looked relatively normal. He didn't want to miss the opportunity to obtain information.  Therefore, he calmly stated an abnormal but objective fact, wanting to see the NPC's reaction.

    "Hahahaha" Unexpectedly, the bearded man laughed heartily and replied, "You are really good at joking, young man It's broad daylight and it's Christmas, why are the shops closed? Look.  " He raised his hand and pointed toward the door of the bar, "Isn't that restaurant across the street open?"

    "Across the street?" Feng Bujue was stunned. He looked in the direction pointed by the other party and could only see a white mist Not to mention the scenery across the street, it was just a few meters away from the store door.  , he couldn¡¯t see clearly either.

    "Hahahehe" Brother Jue laughed dryly, "That's right" He couldn't figure out whether the npc was telling the truth or pretending to be a deer. Anyway, he just didn't want to argue with the other party.

    "Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet" The bearded man did not continue talking about the restaurant. He took off the cowboy hat on his head and stretched out his hand to Brother Jue, "I am the boss here, and they all  Call me 'Shooter'."

    "Hello." Feng Bujue responded politely, "I'm Dave." He wiped his palms on his jacket before shaking hands with the other party.

    "This is my bartender, Yang." Then, the archer uncle raised his hand and gestured to the bald bartender, "Legend has it that he used to be a mafia, and then he was washed in a golden basin"

    "Hey!" Yang shouted immediately, interrupting his boss.

    Uncle Sagittarius spread his hands and smiled: "Hehehe well, he is a decent person, I didn't say anything."

    "Hello, Yang." Feng Bujue also pretended not to hear anything and greeted Yang calmly.

    But Yang just nodded to him, with the expression on his face still serious and cold.

    "What are these two guys doing" Feng Bujue finished sweeping a bowl of snacks in one minute and started on the second bowl, "One is too enthusiastic, the other is too cold. And judging by the shape and the name  If 'shooter' can be counted as a name both of them have a sense of gang members" He had an idea, "Could it be that there are some side missions here?" (To be continued)
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