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They are all obviously Red River style.

There is a row of high chairs in front of the bar, and above it is a chandelier with yellowish lights.

Except for the bar area, there are only two sets of sofas in other places, so there is no gap.

"One, two..." Shang Jianyao counted the seats in this small bar.

Even counting the high chairs, there was room for up to sixteen guests.

"Why not open a big bar?" Shang Jian Yao asked as he walked towards the front of the bar.

The bartender replied weakly:

"The 'New World' has fewer residents, and there is a limit to the amount of alcohol I can drink."

At this time, Shang Jianyao finally saw the appearance of the bartender clearly. He pointed at the bartender with "horrified" expression and said:

"You are a living corpse!"

The bartender was really thin to the point of skin and bones, only a little better than the sleeping Yan Hu.

His blue eyes were deeply sunken, his flaxen hair was dull and dull, and his whole person had the aura that he would die on the spot if he disagreed with him. As for his age, he couldn't tell it at all.

"I'm not well." The bartender repeated again.

"Oh." Shang saw Yao showing a concerned expression, "Is there any way to treat it?"

The bartender was silent for a while and said:

"That's the price."

Shang Jian Yao was "frightened" again:

"You told me the price!

"Do you want to kill someone?"

The bartender was silent for a while.

After he took a sip of the emerald green alcoholic drink he had prepared, he said simply:

"My price is too obvious, there is no need to hide it."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed and sat on a high chair, "You look like a bamboo pole."

He changed the adjective.

The bartender was not short, not much different from Shang Jianyao. With his skinny state, he really looked like a bamboo pole stuck behind the bar.

Shang Jian Yao then asked:

"What's your name?"

"Jacob," the bartender replied.

"Why do you Honghe people always use these names over and over again?" Shang Jianyao said casually.

Without waiting for Jacob to respond, he looked at the emerald green glass of the other party and said:

"Is this a cocktail?"

"Would you like to try?" Jacob asked weakly.

"No, the wine is not good at all." Shang Jianyao expressed his opinion.

Jacob turned his body sideways, pointed to a bottle of wine behind and said:

"Then I'll recommend you one.

"It is sugar wine, which is fermented with sucrose juice. The brewing method is also unique. The taste is quite sweet. You don't need to add anything else. Just put a piece of ice in it, and you can get a great enjoyment."

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up when he heard the sweet taste.

Then he shook his head:

"I'm too young for drinking."

Jacob took a look at this sturdy guy and gave up persuading him.

Shang Jian Yao asked curiously:

"Many things in the 'New World' seem to be manifested by the spirit, and your wine also comes from your consciousness, is it a part of your spirit?

"If I drink it, does it mean that I have sucked a little of your energy?"

After Jacob listened calmly, he answered irrelevantly and said:

"This is a spiritual world."

Before Shangjian Yao could ask, he added feebly:

"The essence of these wines is different from human consciousness, but not mine.

"Their taste comes from the wines I used to drink."

Shang Jian Yao sat up straight suddenly, and asked in a deep voice:

"The human consciousness you extracted from the ashes?"

Jacob's eyes suddenly became sharp.

After a few seconds, he sighed and said:

"These are guys who have been sentenced to death. I am in charge of executing them, extracting their consciousness and turning them into the purest spiritual food."

"A death-row prisoner from a certain faction on Ashes?" Shang Jianyao asked.

Jacob nodded.

Shang Jian Yao's body relaxed, and he was no longer so tense.

"You don't suspect that I'm lying?" Jacob's voice was very low, as if he didn't want to use too much force to speak.

Shang Jian Yao answered frankly:

"I have been sensing your thinking fluctuations, and I have no tendency to lie."

This is the effect of the "mind reading" ability.

It is not like "He Xintong" or "Mind Reading", which can directly "listen" to the other party's inner voice. It can only obtain the characteristics of thinking fluctuations, so as to judge the other party's thoughts and tendencies.

Jacob didn't ask any more questions, took a sip of the emerald green cocktail and said:

"Actually, I don't particularly need to drink other people's consciousness, because my body is still alive and well taken care of, and my spirit can always be replenished.

"I opened this bar for those awakened people who have lost their bodies, so that they can have a fixed place to get supplements, so that they don't need to take risks, don't give up on themselves, and don't need to attack humans on the dust indiscriminately."

"The body is still there, so there is no need to feed on human consciousness?" Shang Jianyao leaned forward suddenly, staring into Jacob's eyes.

"In theory." Jacob shook the emerald green cocktail, "but our bodies will eventually decline gradually, and my physical condition is getting worse and worse, so I still need to have a drink once in a while."

Shang Jian Yao said "oh oh" twice:

"In other words, having a body is better than not having one?"

"If you want to survive in the 'New World' for a long time, hoping to return to the dust once in a while, then it must be." Jacob put down his glass, as if holding such a little thing for too long would make him tired.

Shang Jian Yao asked enthusiastically:

"Then why do some awakened people abandon their physical bodies?"

"They were either deceived and deceived, or they didn't want to live in the 'New World' for a long time, and they didn't want to return to the dust." Jacob seemed to be recalling some past events, with a little sigh in his tone.

Seeing Yao's thinking jump, Shang asked instead:

"Then how to let the body and spirit enter the 'new world' together?"

"This is a purely spiritual world, and it is impossible for the body to enter." Jacob was a little surprised, "I don't know where you heard this statement, it should belong to the group who don't know anything about the 'new world' Man has no basis for fantasy.”

Seeing that Yao did not refute, Shang asked curiously:

"'New World' is an illusory paradise built by the seniors with their own spirit?"

"That's what I heard, but it's not guaranteed to be true." Jacob smiled bitterly, "Some people say that this place is actually a spiritual prison built by the executives for all high-level awakened people."

Shangjian Yao clapped his hands:

"I knew someone would say that."

He looked at Jacob, tut-tsk and asked:

"Have you ever entered the tower where the elders live?"

"No." Jacob shook his head lightly, "Only a few people have entered, and most of them have never come out again."

"Who came out?" Shang Jianyao asked enviously.

Jacob recalled:

"The only one I know for sure is Kass from the original city, who is also the Pope of the 'Anti-Wisdom Cult'.

"However, he seems to have been missing in the 'New World' for a long time."

Seeing that Yao didn't seem to remember who Cass was, Shang asked back in shock:

"'New World' also has a criminal case?"

"Yes, but there is no police station here." Jacob's sunken eyes showed obvious weakness, "The disappearance may be eaten by someone secretly."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a tinkling wind chime at the door.

The door was pushed open, and the street lights outside had been turned on at some point.

Chapter 5 Regression method

A figure appeared at the door. It was a man of medium height, wearing a black windbreaker, with brown hair and green eyes, rough skin, and appeared to be in his thirties.

He looked like an ordinary Honghe person, but his eyes were very squinted, as if he had severe myopia and forgot to wear glasses.

As soon as this person entered, the chandelier in the bar became much brighter, and then he saw Shang Jianyao.

After a brief daze, he made a low voice:

"who are you?"

As the sound reverberated, the air in the bar suddenly froze, and there were faint electric sparks flickering.

Shang Jianyao showed no sign of weakness, his eyes gradually lit up, brighter and brighter, and finally turned into two balls of lightning.

This kind of operation made the person who just came in stunned, and instinctively turned his head to the side, not to meet the guy's eyes.

Jacob finally came back to his senses, and said weakly:

"He has no ill will."

The one who likes to squint nodded.

The frozen air then returned to normal, flowing freely, and the flickering electric sparks disappeared.

Jacob turned to Shang Jianyao and said:

"My regular customer, Hendrick."

Shang Jianyao let out an "oh", put away his electric eyes, and introduced himself:

"My Red River name is Doug."

Hendrick ignored him, went to the bar, pulled out a high stool, and sat on it.

"A lemon margarita." He squinted and looked at Jacob.

Jacob began to mix wine skillfully.

Shang Jianyao didn't feel Hendrick's refusal at all, and asked familiarly:

"Are you a regular customer here?

"Does this mean that you no longer have a physical body?"

With a swipe, Hendrick turned his head sideways and looked at this guy, a dangerous light flashed in his squinted green eyes.

Shangjian Yao said in relief:

"Relax, this is just normal reasoning, just like you can reason that I'm a rookie who just entered the 'New World'."

Such frankness left Hendrick at a loss as to how to respond.