My Doomsday Territory

Surrounded by a large empty area, only such a bar stands here, neon lights flashing...

This environment was originally quite lonely, but the sound of conversation from time to time added a bit of anger to the place.

The bar is even more lively. At this time, it is still early, and more than half of the seats in the bar are occupied. Some people sip quiet drinks, and more people talk loudly, venting the pressure accumulated throughout the day. .

The Night Bar has just opened, but the business is booming beyond imagination.

There is no nightlife in the last days. In the past, some powerful and wealthy awakeners would choose to go to the training camp to release the pressure. However, this is only a small number of people. Most people do nothing after dark.

——In the past, survivors have become extravagant even with full food. They don’t have so much energy to think about other things. However, with the development of the shelter, life is different. There is a saying called full warmth, but I think hehe hey, then There must be a cracking or cracking object.

Haven’t you seen the ratio of men to women in the shelters already seriously dysfunctional?

Especially those girls, many of them have entered the logistics department and the medical department. These two are the sweet and sour department. They can also get close to the two goddesses of the shelter. It is said that the logistics department and the medical department recruited people. Many pig brothers desperately want to squeeze in, but the result is no exception, and they are all turned away.

As a result, the two departments finally recruited only women, so that the survivors they see every day are all a group of rough guys.

In the end, he could only continue the brick-moving industry with these shirtless and sweaty big men.

For the survivors, the emergence of the night bar is the dawn of the night, and the price of drinks is also cheap, and most survivors can afford it.

The awakeners are no exception. Sometimes they can find some wine from the wild and save it to drink slowly. However, if one person is drunk, how can it be comparable to the atmosphere of the bar, and can chat with other people, some strength The awakeners who can't stand up and down can feel the respected eyes of ordinary people here.

I feel very comfortable in the bottom of my heart.

What attracts these survivors more is the proprietress of the bar.

The lady boss stood behind the bar, flicking the wine bottle in one hand and pouring the material into the stemware in the other.

Her brown hair was tied up and tied behind her head. With the movement, the ponytail flicked left and right, and her chest was even one after another, attracting the attention of most male survivors present.

They have good looks and good shape, and they also stand behind the bar as bartenders so they can see them at a glance.

This alone has added at least 30% of the bar’s turnover.

It's just that these people dare not look directly with their naked eyes. They can only use the afterglow of their eyes to observe them secretly, and no one stands up and teases them in a silly way.After all, before the completion of the commercial area, a bar was opened here, and with the lower half of his body thinking, he knew that there must be unspeakable friends to deal with.

The fact is almost the same.

Lorraine was summoned, and after learning that the territory did not even have a bar, she rubbed it hard and asked the lord to build a bar for her.

To this end, she naturally paid the price-before the salary was available, she was already in debt.

She is the owner of the night bar and the chief bartender here.

She is serious about bartending.

'The bartender is his job, sniper?Only part-time!'

Lorraine shook her beautiful bartending skills and pushed a goblet filled with liquid to the opposite side. "Little Lili, hey, this cup is for you, it's juice, you will love it."

Sitting in front of the bar was a little loli with light green hair. She looked at the glass of juice with her eyes wide, her head shaking like a rattle. "Don't squeeze, I want to drink squeak."

With a bulging face, Xiao Li will reach out and push the stemware back, but... reach out, reach out, then reach out.

She can't reach it!

Oguri was even more annoyed, leaning forward, wanting to shorten the distance between her palm and the stemware. I saw her legs kicked hard, but her body flickered, almost not falling.

She couldn't push the ground, her short legs could only shake in mid-air, and her eyes looked directly at the glass of juice, feeling the fullness of the goblet.

'And this woman!'

She glared at the boss lady.

Lorraine looked at Xiao Li's bulging face, like an angry hamster... The bamboo rat laughed more joyfully, "Minors should drink juice honestly, this is for your own good."

"I'm not squeaking, I'm squeaking in adulthood!"

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The leader of the storm, Moustache, walked into the bar as if he had entered another world.

This night bar is very delicately decorated, and he felt like returning to the end of the world in an instant.

As soon as he came in, he was also attracted by Lorraine, who was a bartender in front of the bar. He couldn't help coming to the bar, straightening the neckline and making a self-confident smile, "a glass of whiskey."

He went to the bar before the end of the world. Most of the time he ordered whiskey. At this time, this sentence blurted out. Until he finished speaking, Moustache blushed old and realized he had made a mistake.

It’s the end of the world, and the food is extremely scarce. How many people are willing to make it into wine. In this period, it is good to have a sip of wine. When he was in Hengcheng, most of the time he drank ale, came to green Shelters like Yin should not be too demanding.

He quickly changed his mouth, "What wine do you have here, just give me a drink."

"Whatever? Expensive and cheap? Wouldn't you have whiskey?"

"Anything is fine, wait..."

Moustache watched the waiter hand over the wine list. The names of the common drinks before the end of the world can be seen here. He looked at the price on the back. It’s not expensive. A glass of whiskey is less than a source of crystal, which is cheaper. I rubbed my eyes twice more.

However, there are also expensive, some of the wines he can not recognize the name, the price is quite high, dozens of source crystals, or even a glass of hundreds of source crystals, can be seen in this wine list.

Inexplicably, he didn't think it was bluffing, but the drinks themselves had high value.

"Or, um, a glass of whiskey." Moustache didn't dare to mess up.

Several other people have learned something, and did not try to order those expensive liquors. They came to the bar. In addition to drinking, they also intend to click from the side to understand the details of the green shelter.

Moustache paid Yuan Jing, and after a waiter counted it, handed him a few small tickets.

These small tickets are very thin, but the texture is extremely hard, the whole body is translucent, and there are only five, ten, twenty... this simple digital information.

"this is?"

"This is the universal currency of our sanctuary, whether it is consumption or trading with other survivors."

not far away,

Xiao Li, who was also sitting in front of the bar, finally got a cup of Margaret after a bit of struggle. She sipped her mouth with her mouth and drank very deliciously.

She saw that the moustache paid a few people, and quickly pulled out a card with purple stripes engraved from her pocket.

Lorraine made no resignation, swiped the card after taking the card, and handed it over.

Several people with moustache who witnessed this scene were even more puzzled. "What's that, do you have a membership card system in your bar?"

Do you know how to do business like this?

The waiter shook his head, "Oh, that's not, it's a card in our shelter, and not everyone can handle it."

Several people:""