Thriller Paradise

759. Chapter 759 Dave's World (11)

    I don’t know if and when the ghost postman will reply to him. He is not sure if the other party will reply to him.

    Regarding this information, those "fat" NPCs all said that they could not answer, so they felt that they could only act on the plane…

    So,Now is the tenth letter to send…"After leaving the mailbox of the cemetery, he returned to the bicycle and said, "Let's add physical fitness first…"

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

    This is the difficulty of "calculating the fitness value according to the actual physical sense of the character." In some of the nightmare difficulty scripts that I experienced before, I have encountered several such settings. "Wildness for Drugs" is a good example.

    No matter how high the player's level is, how many props and skills can improve the fitness value…In this set of nightmare books, how many physical strengths do you play and how much physical strength you have. If you do not count on the abuse of consumption, the final impact is self-evident.

    “hmm…Still think of ways to get some supplies first…"After a little thought, I made a choice. "It is extremely difficult to crack the 'instruction code' by myself before the ghost brother sends me a reply. Anyway, the information collected from those 'receivers' is enough. It is not necessary to use the final physical strength to do something almost ineffective. ”

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

    At 12 o'clock noon, I came to the only bar in the town.

    The name of the bar is called "Otacu", which covers an area of ​​more than 100 square meters and is not yet a post office.

    The reason why I feel here is very simple – according to the illustration on the mini map, this western-style bar has a door that cannot be closed…It is not so much a door, it is better to say that it is two movable planks.

    "Heng!"This is always impossible to get in, right? ”Unconsciously, he smiled and pushed in the door and walked into the Otaku bar.

    "We haven't started business yet, sir."It is such a sentence to greet the buddy.

    Feng Guan looked up and looked at the speaker.

    It was a bald man about two meters tall. He was about forty years old and dressed up as a bartender. When he came to the door, he was standing behind the bar and quietly rubbing the glass.

    "I won't stay too long."Feng did not feel the dissuasion of the other side, went 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 tables…On the billiard table, there is also a bearded man dressed in a cowboy, playing billiards alone.

    "I am sorry, this is not a question of how long it will take."I saw that the brother sat down without a problem, and the bald bartender changed his mind slightly. "We are not waiting for any guests during non-business hours. Please wait five o'clock in the evening…"

    "Okay, Yang, let him sit for a while."Suddenly, the bearded cowboy at the billiard table interrupted. "This gentleman doesn't look like someone who will cause trouble…"During the speech, he shot a shot and straightened up and looked at him. "Is it right?" Mr

    "Smirk!"SureUnconsciously smiled at the bearded man, then turned his head and looked at the bartender. "Can you give me some drinks?" Water is fine. ”

    The bald bartender looked at his face for two seconds without expression, then took out a clean cup and poured a glass of cold water.

    QueriesIs there anything to eat? What can be!I don’t know how to seal it.

    This time, the bald bartender cast a suspicious look: "Are you sure you have enough money to pay?" MrWhen he said this, he also specifically added an accent on the last "Mr."

    YesI don’t think I want to eat water now, so I’m very polite. As he talks, he has reached out and touched his wallet. “If you need it, I can…”

    "Hey~ No, no, young people, don't do this."At this time, the beard shouted to stop the behavior of the brother, and quickly walked over.

    While walking to the bar, the bearded man looked at the bartender: "Yang, how can you talk to the guests like this?" Do you think that this gentleman doesn't even have the money to buy a glass of water? ”

    "No, boss."The bald bartender replied, "I am just worried that he and the drunkards, like the tramps, come in and eat and drink without penniless."

    "Oh ?"This cowboy uncle really is the boss…"I don’t know what to say. In fact, at the beginning of the dialogue between the two people, he had already realized this point faintly. Now the "Yang" directly shouted the word "boss", which verified his conjecture.

    "Ah~ Yang, you are too worried."The bearded man patted the shoulders of his brother. "When you look at the gentleman's look and dress, you know that he is not that kind of person."He snapped a finger and made a look at Yang. "Come, give me some snacks, I am just hungry."

    “Fine.Since you have said this…"The bald bartender shrugged and responded.

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

    "Thank you, man."Feng did not feel a word for Yang Dao, and looked at the bearded man, "Thank you, boss."

    After all, I felt that I had grabbed a lot of snacks and stuffed them into my mouth.

    He is really hungry and very hungry…This hunger is undoubtedly simulated by the script. Similar to the fatigue of the muscles, it must be relieved in some way, otherwise it will not disappear by itself.

    Hehehe.The bearded man looked at him and smiled. "Young people, it is not enough to eat this as a meal."

    “I know, but the restaurants in the town are all open.”Unconsciously, he screamed at the gang, and returned ambiguously.

    This seems to be an inadvertent answer, but it is a temptation…Jue brother stayed in the town for so long, and finally met two seemingly normal NPCs, he did not want to miss the opportunity to take information. Therefore, he quietly spoke of an abnormal but objective fact, and wanted to see the reaction of the two NPCs.

    "Ha ha ha ha…"Who knows, the bearded man laughed heartily and replied, "You really laugh, young people…This is the daytime, it is Christmas, how can the store close? look……"He raised his hand and pointed at the door of the bar. "Isn't the restaurant across the street not open?"

    "Across the street?"The seal was stunned. He looked in the direction pointed by the other party and could only see a white mist…Don't say that the scenery across the street is a few meters away from the store, and he can't see it clearly.

    "Smirk!"Ha haHe said that he laughed twice. "That's right…"He couldn't figure out whether the NPC was telling the truth or referring to the deer as a horse. Anyway, he didn't want to argue with the other party.

    "Oh, yes, I haven't introduced myself yet…"The bearded man did not talk about the topic of the restaurant. He took off the cowboy hat on his head and stretched out his hand. "I am the boss here, they all call me the 'shooter'."

    "Hello there."I did not feel politely responding, "I am Dave."He rubbed his palm on his jacket before shaking hands with the other.

    "This is my bartender, Yang."Then, the uncle of the shooter raised his hand and gestured to the bald bartender. "It is said that he used to be a mafia, and later he washed it…"

    Hey~Yang immediately screamed and interrupted his boss.

    The archer uncle spread his hands and smiled: "Hehehe…Ok, he is a decent person, I didn’t say anything. ”

    "Hello, Yang."Unnoticed and pretending to have nothing to hear, he said hello to Yang.

    Yang just nodded to him, and his face was still serious and cold.

    "What is the number of these goods…"After a minute, he swept a bowl of snacks and started to work on the second bowl. "One is too passionate and one is too cold. And look at the shape, listen to the name…If the 'shooter' can also count as a name…Both of them also have a genre of gangs…"He has a chance to move, "Is it wrong…What are the side tasks here? ”