Life Dungeon Game

Same city, different fates.

"arrive."

As the driver applied the brakes, the taxi gradually came to a stop.

He Ao got out of the taxi and looked at the magnificent building in front of him.

The White Rabbit Ballroom is located on the 78th floor of this building.

He Ao walked into the building, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the 78th floor.

When the elevator doors opened again, a huge neon light was reflected in He Ao's pupils.

White Rabbit Ballroom.

A simple and unpretentious name.

Floors 78 to 80 of the building were combined to create a dance hall area.

This area wasn't just home to the White Rabbit Ballroom; there were other smaller ballrooms that Bourne frequented.

But the White Rabbit Dance Hall is the largest and most famous dance hall in the area.

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Chapter 109 The Dancer (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

The White Rabbit Dance Hall is an adult-only dance hall; minors are not allowed to enter.

There are two types of halls in the dance hall: one is purely restricted and will have excessive performances, and the other is semi-restricted and will have less excessive performances.

Contrary to intuition, the age limit for fully restricted dance halls is 18 years and older, while the age limit for semi-restricted dance halls is 21 years and older.

Semi-restricted dance halls offer alcohol to increase revenue, and federal law requires adults to be 21 or older to drink alcohol.

"Sir, would you like to go to a semi-restricted dance hall or a restricted dance hall?"

Just as He Ao reached the door, a graceful waitress with a slender figure shrouded in a thin veil and a smiling face approached.

"Could you help me find out which dance hall the girl I picked up yesterday is at now?"

He Ao raised the bracelet and shook it.

Roy has a habit of getting a membership card wherever he goes, even if he may never come to that store again.

Having a membership card means having an account record, and having an account record means having order records.

In addition to the dancing in the main hall, these dance halls usually also offer a private viewing option.

Customers can choose their favorite dancer to perform a song for them in a private room provided by the dance hall.

The price for a dance or a piece of music ranges from 30 to 80 federal dollars.

Of course, you can't do anything too outrageous.

The laws of Dawn City prohibit the trade in sex.

Well-known dance halls like the White Rabbit Dance Hall, which cater to the entire city, are specifically monitored by prosecutors.

Of course, expecting people in Aston District to be completely law-abiding is a bit of a pipe dream.

The reason why dance halls are subject to such strict restrictions is not only due to compliance with the law, but also due to another important factor: profit.

What you can't get, you can actually get the customer to offer the highest price.

A single dance costs eighty federal dollars, and many Anxie girls would spend an entire night standing on the street to earn just two of those dollars.

Anxie is one of the northernmost cities in the Federation, where resources are scarce. Many Anxie people go south to make a living, wandering from city to city in the Federation and making a living by performing.

Most Anxie girls are passionate, outgoing, and multi-talented.

During their homeless lives, some people gradually began to rely on selling their bodies to make a living, which gradually influenced the perception of many cities in the Federation. Anxie Girl gradually became a synonym for a certain group of people.

Getting back to the point, He Ao wasn't sure if Roy had ever specifically requested a particular dancer, but Roy did have a habit of requesting dancers individually, so it wouldn't hurt to try, and he could always say he remembered wrong.

"Hold on."

The waitress took out a tablet and touched it to He Ao's wristband. Roy's order information was displayed. "Mr. Roy, Qi Rui is currently performing in Ballroom 18. Would you like me to book a solo performance for you?"

“No need,” He Ao waved his hand, “Just get me a ticket for Ballroom No. 18.”

“Dance Hall 18 is a semi-restricted dance hall; the ticket price is 30 Federal Credits,” the waitress said, handing Heo a pink chip card. “After you enter, give this ticket to the waitress, and you can get a free glass of sparkling water.”

Enjoy the dance!

He Ao paid the bill, took the chip card, and followed the signs to Ballroom No. 18.

The dance hall doors were originally closed, but when He Ao walked to the door, the doors slowly opened.

The loud music suddenly rushed towards us.

He Ao handed the chip card to the waiter next to him, waved his hand and refused the sparkling water offered to him, and looked at the center of the ballroom.

There, a woman with a hot figure and long wine-red hair was giving a passionate performance.

The moment he saw her, countless fragmented memories surfaced in He Ao's mind.

In these fragmented memories, He Ao saw flickering lights, sexy women, and disjointed scenes.

In this memory, Roy did not touch the woman, but his body grew weaker and weaker until he walked out of the dance hall with a blank mind.

The image of the woman in my memory gradually overlapped with the figure performing passionately before my eyes.

He Ao took out a hundred-yuan bill and folded it as he walked around.

This was the most intense moment of the performance, with a large, excited crowd scattering banknotes on the stage and stuffing them into the women's leg rings.

When He Ao walked to the front of the stage, the hundred-yuan bill in his hand had been folded into an isosceles triangle.

100-dollar bills are not common in the federal government. Not to mention the popular electronic payments, even if you want to use cash, the currency circulating in the market is mostly small change of less than 20 dollars, and there are very few 50-dollar bills, let alone 100-dollar bills.

However, a hundred-yuan bill has a different meaning in a dance hall.

If you slip the hundred-yuan bill directly into the dancer's leg ring or throw it on the stage, that's a tip.

However, if you fold it into a triangle and insert it into the dancer's leg ring, that's an 'invitation'.

Although the dance hall has restrictions on behavior inside the dance hall, it does not restrict dancers from 'dating' customers in private.

Of course, the dance hall also takes a cut of the money earned in this situation.

The act of 'inviting' must be done under the watchful eye of the dancer. If the dancer does not agree to the invitation, the dancer can take out the banknotes inserted into the leg rings and throw them on the ground, which will be considered a tip.

The woman with long, wine-red hair was visibly stunned when she saw He Ao, and then she watched as He Ao calmly slid the banknote across her thigh and inserted it into her leg ring.

"I'll be waiting for you in the coffee shop on the first floor."

He Ao smiled, turned around, and walked out of the dance hall.

The girl watched He Ao's figure disappear, then came to her senses and continued dancing as if nothing had happened.

He Ao walked out of the White Rabbit Ballroom and returned to the elevator. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a figure in a red dress flashed through He Ao's sight.

The elevator doors then closed completely.

He Ao immediately pressed the open button, the elevator door opened again, and then he rushed out amidst the puzzled looks of everyone in the elevator, heading straight for the place where the figure in the red dress had just appeared.

There, only a waitress in a red dress stood quietly at the door, waiting for the guests.

"Sir, would you like to come in and have a look?"

The waitress asked with a smile.

He looked up at the sign above him: 'Mons Ballroom'.

Am I seeing things...?

He Ao shook his head, declined the waitress's invitation, and slowly walked back to the elevator.

For a fleeting moment, he thought he had seen the 'Dancer' again, the witch priestess who had murdered Mu Xiu's family.

According to the notes from the first official mission system settlement, the dancer should already be in prison.

He Ao rubbed his temples and stepped back into the elevator.

We still need to find a way to confirm the current situation of the 'dancer'.

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Chapter 110 The Witch's Church (Third update, please subscribe, favorite, and vote!)

He Ao sat in the coffee shop on the first floor, taking a short nap with his eyes closed.

It's already past 1 a.m., and he's almost completely in control of the onlookers.

Fortunately, the coffee shop is open 24 hours a day, so He Ao doesn't have to worry about being kicked out by the staff.

After all, this is Alysel, and the day only begins at night.

Just when He Ao thought he would have to wait until three or four in the morning, a woman wearing a gray-brown jacket and tight jeans walked into the coffee shop. She looked around and finally fixed her gaze on He Ao.

She then sat down opposite He Ao, carrying her small black luxury handbag.

"Mr. Roy, where do we go next?"

She found a piece of chewing gum, popped it into her mouth, and chewed it.

Her skin was smooth and fair, without any of the haggardness or dullness that one would expect from staying up late for a long time. Even under the bright lights of the coffee shop, she looked stunning.

“Miss Qi Rui?” He Ao glanced at her and slowly stood up. “Let’s find a suitable place first.”

"You can choose the location, but let's make it clear first, my rule is that the price for an invitation cannot be less than 800. If you want to book the whole night, that's a separate deal."

Qi Rui chewed her gum and stood up nonchalantly.

"can."

He Ao smiled and nodded.

Then he led Qi Rui out of the building and headed towards a secluded neighborhood.