I take the witch with me to conquer the world

The pilot looked at Fang Sheng as he looked at the layout of the tavern, showing admiration from time to time. Moreover, when the guy saw his fake mechanical clock, his admiring eyes made her feel happy and sincerely I feel that the extremely formally dressed guy in front of me is a good communication partner.

Her ruby-like eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the waiters in front of the bar with a menacing look. She motioned the waiters to sit in the seats next to her. She wanted to have a good chat with this person who could understand the beauty of machinery.

One of the waiters glanced at his good boss complainingly, then left the high chair decorated with rivets and rested on the leather sofa nearby.

Fang Sheng looked at the metal bar that had been cleared instantly, and then at the pilot who was looking at him with a smile. He hesitated for a moment and then came to the bar and sat on a high chair.

The pilot smiled broadly and looked at Fang Sheng in front of him. He was holding a glass test tube with colorful liquid in it. She shook and stirred the test tube with a firm hand, and then poured the wine into a copper-plated vessel.

All these movements were so familiar, Fang Sheng felt as if the woman in front of him was doing some chemical experiment.

"Sir, please wait a moment. This glass of wine is a gift from me. It will be mixed right away." The female pilot said.

"Well, thank you shopkeeper."

Seeing that it was a good start, the pilot then asked: "Sir, what do you think of the decoration of the tavern?"

Fang Sheng smiled and praised sincerely: "It's beautiful. Whether it's the gears on the wall, the clock on the top, or the surrounding furnishings, it embodies the beauty of machinery all the time."

The smile on the pilot's face grew wider. She took off her gloves, stretched out her left hand, and said with a smile: "Sir, please meet me. My name is Charlotte Christie."

"Roland Julian." Fang Sheng stretched out his right hand, lightly grasped Charlotte's fingertips, and then immediately pulled away.

At this time, Charlotte poured the wine in the vessel into a glass, handed it to Fang Sheng, and said with a smile: "'Mechanical Heart', Mr. Roland, please taste it. The alcohol content is very low, and it will not be intoxicating."

Fang Sheng took a sip. It was sour and delicious, and there was nothing unusual about it. Then he tasted it slowly.

Looking at Fang Sheng's elegant movements, Charlotte was even more sure that the person in front of her was definitely not a local. The nerds in the Knowledge Church always wore glasses and spoke in a dull manner. Although he was wearing the classic formal attire of Luke's kingdom, he didn't look like someone from the Harvest Church.

"What do you think of this drink, Mr. Roland?"

"It's sour and sweet, almost like fruit wine. It's quite delicious." Fang Sheng answered bluntly. He had never learned any wine tasting.

After finishing the drink, Fang Sheng said goodbye: "Ms. Christie, see you next time." He entered the tavern not only out of curiosity, but also wanted to see if he could trigger a mission in the tavern. Since he didn't, he'd better leave quickly. .

A strange look flashed in Charlotte's eyes, and then she smiled and said: "Goodbye, I hope to see you next time."

After Fang Sheng left the tavern, the previous waiter sat back on his chair, looked at Charlotte and teased: "Sister Charlotte, you may have fallen in love with that guy, right?"

Hearing this, Charlotte rolled her eyes and said angrily: "What have you been thinking about all day? I'm too frivolous to fall in love with someone in such a short time. Also, this person doesn't suit my taste." In terms of mate selection criteria, I chatted with him just because it’s so rare to meet someone who appreciates machinery in this sterile place.”

"That's how the story goes. The aristocratic young man fell in love with the shopkeeper at first sight." The waiter joked about Charlotte.

"Go to work quickly, or I will deduct your salary."

……

Walking on the street, Fang Sheng recalled the pilot from the Mechanicus Church just now. From a perceptual point of view, this man was a fourth-level Transcendent like himself. But if she is a mechanical pilot, the weapons in her hands will most likely be long-range weapons. However, it should not be taken lightly, and it is best to assume that the person has a melee weapon and is skilled in using it.

Charlotte may never have imagined that she just wanted to chat, and the person involved was already thinking about her chances of winning if she became an enemy.

After thinking about it, Fang Sheng continued to wander around the city until lunch time. He took a deep breath and cursed in his mind that the virtual blue screen was nothing. If you don’t publish the main quests, I’ll assume you want me to explore the world, but at least you should publish something that allows for exploration and interaction. I’m like a headless fly!

At this moment, an alluring fragrance came. Fang Sheng sniffed it gently, followed the scent and saw a...shabby tavern?

A tavern again? Fang Sheng was a little stunned, but the delicious fragrance in the air kept stimulating the glutton in Fang's belly.

Well, it’s just time to eat, so let’s go in and give it a try.

Entering the tavern, Fang Sheng looked around and found that although the tavern was shabby. However, there was a lot of traffic. Perhaps because it was meal time, there was only one table left in the entire restaurant.

Sitting on the seat, the waiter came to Fang Sheng and said with a smile: "Sir, what would you like to eat?" At the same time, the waiter handed over the menu.

After thinking for a while, Fang Sheng said, "Please give me some recommendations."

"In that case... Then I'll give you, sir, one of the store's signature onion pancakes, as well as a platter of meat and vegetables, for a total of ten copper coins. What do you think?"

Fang Sheng nodded, and then handed the waiter ten copper coins.

"Ok."

After the waiter left, Fang Sheng planned his afternoon itinerary, intending to spend the afternoon exploring the entire West City. Anyway, he just wanted to take a quick tour, so he should be able to do it.

After a while, the waiter came to Fang Sheng with a dinner plate: "Guest, your signature scallion pancake and platter are here."

After politely thanking him, Fang Sheng looked at the golden, crispy and fragrant scallion pancake in front of him.

Picking up a piece of scallion pancake with a fork, Fang Sheng looked at this otherworldly scallion pancake curiously. The color was quite attractive. At the same time, the aroma was also the one he had just smelled. It must be quite delicious.

Fang Sheng took a bite and his pupils moved slightly. He was surprised by the crispy crust and soft filling in his mouth, as well as the fragrance of green onions in his mouth, which was really pleasant.

Surprisingly good. After swallowing the scallion pancake, Fang Sheng picked up the meat on the platter. The flavor was similar to the scallion pancake just now, but the scallion pancake was better.

Hmm... It would be nice if Lewan was here, she would like the taste of this onion pancake. Fang Sheng thought about it while eating, and then said to the waiter: "Please give me another green onion pancake, I will take it away."

It’s okay if the Lewan people aren’t here, anyway, the food won’t spoil if placed in the space ring.