娜妲莉的情人

"Then ... Should I go and deliver the tenth letter now?" after leaving the mailbox, Feng bujue returned to the bicycle and mumbled,"I should go and rest first ..."

When he got on the bicycle, he checked the game menu again. Right now, his Life Points had slowly recovered to 54%, but his stamina points were only 452/4800.

This was the difficulty created by "calculating stamina points according to the character\'s actual physical sense." In some of the scenarios that brother Jue had been through on nightmare difficulty, he had encountered such a setting a few times, and poison seeking in the wilderness was a good example.

No matter how high the player\'s level was, how many items or skills they had that could increase their stamina points ... In this kind of nightmare, the player would have the same amount of stamina as the character they played. If you abuse it without considering the consumption, the impact in the end is self-evident.

Hmm ... I should think of a way to get some supplies first ... Feng bujue thought about it and made his decision. Before brother spirit replies to me, it will be extremely difficult for me to crack the \'command code\' on my own. In any case, the information we\'ve gathered from the \'recipients\' is enough. There\'s no need to use the last of our strength to do something that\'s almost unprofitable. "

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

At noon, Feng bujue arrived at the only bar in town.

The bar\'s name was "otaku", and it covered an area of only a hundred square meters, not even as big as the post office.

Brother Jue\'s reason for coming here was simple. According to the illustration on the minimap, this Western-style bar had a door that could not be closed ... Rather than a door, it was more like two movable wooden boards.

"Hmph ... It can\'t be that I can\'t get in now, right?" Feng bujue pushed the door open with a smile and walked into the Otaku bar.

"We haven\'t started business yet, Sir." And what welcomed brother Jue was this.

Feng bujue raised his eyes to look at the speaker.

It was a bald man about two meters tall. He was about 40 years old and dressed like a bartender. When brother Jue entered, he was standing behind the bar, quietly wiping a glass.

"I won\'t stay for long." Feng bujue ignored the man\'s advice and walked to the bar counter.

During this process, he had already scanned the entire bar\'s environment. Cheap flaxen wallpaper, cheap wooden floor, cheap bar counter, cheap tables and chairs, cheap sofa, cheap billiard table ... There was a man with a big beard dressed in a cowboy\'s outfit standing by the side of the billiard table, playing billiards alone.

"I\'m sorry, but it\'s not a matter of how long you\'ll be here. " Seeing that brother Jue had sat down as if nothing had happened, the bald bartender\'s expression changed."We do not accept any guests during non-business hours. Please wait until after five in the evening ..."

"Alright, yang, let him sit for a while." "This gentleman doesn\'t look like someone who would cause trouble ..." As he spoke, he made a shot and straightened his body. He looked at brother Jue and said,"am I right? Mister. "

"Ha ... That\'s for sure," Feng bujue smiled at the bearded man and then turned to the bartender."Can I have something to drink? Water will do. "

The bald bartender looked at brother Jue expressionlessly for two seconds before he took out a clean glass and poured him a glass of cold water.

"Excuse me...Is there anything to eat? Anything is fine. " Feng bujue added.

This time, the bald bartender cast him a suspicious look.""Are you sure you have enough money to pay the bill? Mister. " When he said this, he especially emphasized the last word,"Sir."

"Yes ..." Feng bujue only wanted to eat and drink, so he was very polite. As he spoke, he reached for his wallet."If you need it, I can do it now ..."

"Oh, no, no, no, young man, don\'t be like this." At this time, big beardy shouted to stop brother Jue and quickly walked over.

When they reached the bar, the bearded man looked at the bartender and said,""Yang, how can you talk to a guest like that? Do you think this gentleman doesn\'t even have the money to buy a cup of water?"

"No, boss," The bald bartender replied,"I\'m just worried that he\'ll be like those drunkards and homeless people, coming in to freeload food and drinks without any money."

Oh ... So this old cowboy is the boss after all ... Feng bujue thought to himself. In fact, he had already realized this when the two men started talking. Now that "yang" had directly called him "boss," it confirmed his guess.

"Ah, yang, you\'re overthinking it." Big beardy patted brother Jue\'s shoulder."Look at this gentleman\'s face and his clothes. I can tell he\'s not that kind of person." He snapped his fingers and gave yang a look."Here, get me some snacks. I\'m hungry too."

"Alright ... Since you\'ve said so ..." The bald bartender shrugged and replied.

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

"Thank you, buddy." "Thank you, boss," Feng bujue said to yang and turned to the bearded man.

Then, brother Jue grabbed a bunch of snacks and stuffed them into his mouth.

He was indeed hungry, very hungry ... This hunger was undoubtedly simulated by the scenario. It was similar to muscle fatigue, and it had to be relieved in some way or it would not disappear on its own.

"Hehehe ..." Big beardy looked at brother Jue\'s table manners and laughed."Young man, you can\'t treat this as a meal."

"I know, but all the restaurants in town are closed." Feng bujue puffed out his cheeks and answered with a muffled voice.

This seemingly casual answer was actually a test. Brother Jue had been in town for so long, and he had finally met two NPCs who looked normal. He did not want to miss this chance to get information. Therefore, he calmly stated an abnormal but objective phenomenon, wanting to see the reaction of these two NPCs.

"Hahahaha ..." The bearded man laughed heartily and replied,"you\'re so funny, young man ... It\'s broad daylight, and it\'s Christmas. Why would the store be closed? "Look ..." He raised his hand and pointed at the door of the bar."Isn\'t the restaurant across the street open?"

"Across the street?" Even Feng bujue was stunned. He looked in the direction that the man was pointing at, but all he could see was a white fog ... He could not even see the things that were several meters away from the shop, much less the scenery on the other side of the street.

"Ha ... Ha ha ..." Brother Jue laughed drily."You\'re right ..." He could not tell whether the NPC was telling the truth or not, but he did not want to argue with the NPC.

"Oh, by the way, I haven\'t introduced myself ..." The bearded man did not continue the topic of the restaurant. He took off his cowboy hat and extended his hand to brother Jue."I\'m the boss here. They call me marksman."

"Hello," he said. Feng bujue replied politely,"I am Dave." He wiped his palm on his jacket before shaking hands with the other party.

"This is my bartender, yang." Then, the Archer raised his hand and gestured to the bald bartender."It\'s said that he used to be a gangster, but then he became a Gold Basin washing ..."

"Hey!" Yang immediately shouted and interrupted his boss.

The Archer spread his hands and smiled."Hehehe ... Alright, he\'s a righteous person. I didn\'t say anything."

"Hello, yang." Feng bujue also pretended not to hear anything and greeted young with a calm expression.

Young only nodded at him, his expression still serious and cold.

"And what are these two up to ..." Feng bujue finished the first bowl of snacks in one minute and moved on to the second."One is too warm, and the other is too cold." "From their looks and their names ... If \'shooter\' can be considered a name ... They both look like gang members ..." He suddenly had an idea."Could it be ... There\'s a side quest here?" (To be continued.) "