Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Not to mention that Yan Huan only received special instruction from Master Shu today, and learned how to properly prepare drinks.

"hehe."

Gallagher shook his head and silently sat down at the table where Danheng and March 7th were.

"Are you here to help too?"

"Hmm." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"It's quiet here, and it's a good place to rest."

"Is quiet a good thing?" March 7th rolled her eyes at Danheng:

"Quiet means no business, no business means Mr. Shu can't make money, and if he can't make money, this place will have to close down sooner or later."

"Isn't our mission as pioneers to save others?"

“…Making money.” Gallagher said thoughtfully.

"I think this needs to be discussed further."

"After all, the location of the Dream Bar is really too remote."

"I think it's more suitable for certain people with sensitive identities to meet here than for guests to rest."

"Shu Weng's original intention in choosing this place was actually to find a quiet place for these former theater troupe members to live..."

"Unfortunately, maintaining this place requires a lot of expenses."

Gallagher sighed:

"She and I are old friends."

"If she really falls on hard times and has to close the bar, I was thinking of inviting her to continue living in Liumeng Reef."

"You're considered a leader on Liumeng Reef, right?" March 7th became interested:

"By the way, where's that [Death]? I haven't seen it in ages."

"Mianmian..."

Gallagher scratched his head:

"Hasn't everything been resolved?"

"So, I stopped letting it leave Dream Reef."

"If you miss it, you can go and take a look at Liumeng Reef..."

"No, no, I'm just curious," March 7th quickly waved his hand.

Although the centipede-like monster was Galah's pet, it did look a little scary.

While the three chatted, Yan Huan quickly prepared the custom-made drinks that Gallagher had requested.

He finished his work quickly.

"Alright, you've chosen a multicolored black."

"?" Gallagher stood up and looked at the bar with a puzzled expression: "I didn't order anything... multicolored black."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Yan Huan placed the mixed drink in front of Gallagher: "Slurp it up, this one costs 200,000 credits."

Gallagher: "..."

Chapter 824 Where are the reinforcements?

Can I report you for arbitrarily setting prices here?

"No, because I am a shareholder."

"..."

Gallagher sighed, reluctantly picking up the small goblet. Looking at the vibrant colors inside, he was somewhat surprised.

"Are you sure this drink was made according to my instructions?"

"if not."

"Then let me try."

Gallagher raised his glass and took a small sip.

"Tsk...tsk tsk tsk."

He slowly put down his wine glass, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

He took a deep breath, looked around, and then placed the cup on the table.

He jumped up, spun around in the air, landed, braced himself with one hand, and then spun around again with his legs.

"Tsk...tsk tsk tsk."

He shook his head, then did a somersault and landed on the ground, twisting his neck.

"No... what are you doing?" March 7th asked, feeling extremely curious.

"Mutation?"

"No, I was just too excited."

Gallagher took a deep breath:

"I never imagined that someone could actually make a cocktail of this caliber, and even use a small stemmed glass."

"Aside from the small quantity, there are no major drawbacks."

"???" Yan Huan immediately wanted to take off her apron and hit Gallagher with a brick:

"You yourself said you used a small stemmed glass, and even added ice, so how could the amount of the drink be large?"

"Is it my fault?" Gallagher shrugged.

"How did I suggest it? Did I tell you from the beginning that you should use a large glass?"

"With my skill level, I could make a special drink even using just a bottle cap!"

"Then show me with the bottle cap."

"Good good."

"..." March 7th looked helplessly at these two idiots:

"If you really use a bottle cap to mix it, you can only slurp it up once, right? Are you guys bartenders or just being argumentative?"

During Gallagher and Yan Huan's argument, footsteps suddenly came from the bar entrance.

"Oh? There are so many people here today?"

A short, Pipisi man walked in, looking somewhat surprised.

"It's relatively quiet, much quieter than other bars."

"Winter~ Give me a cup of shimmering dreams."

"?" Yan Huan looked at the shaggy Westerner:

"Damn, it's alive."

"Okay, okay, you wait, I'll pull it for you right away..."

Pipi Westerner: "?"

While Yan Huan was busy, March 7th sat down and muttered:

"My goodness, this is our first real guest today."

"Am I not a guest?" Gallagher joked, sitting on the stool.

"Did you pay?" March 7th squinted.

"Please, a small drink costs 200,000 yuan, why don't you just rob someone?"

Gallagher clearly didn't want to pay.

"Besides, when you first came to Pinocene, would you have been able to discover the truth without my guidance?"

"Don't you even look at who sent the invitations?"

"Okay, so you're starting to bring up old grievances now?"

March 7th squinted his eyes:

"I see you're a local too. If you don't want to pay, why don't we go help promote that TV set together?"

"TV set?"

Gallagher scratched his head:

"So [Lady] was sent by you to do the hawking? When I came over, I saw her sleeping by the roadside."

"???"

Upon hearing this, March 7th was quite surprised.

"sleep?"

“Yes,” Gallagher said.

"She seemed to be disguised as one of the other out-of-control dream-terror troupes, sitting motionless by the roadside..."

"Although the members of this troupe all look similar, I've been coming to this bar for a long time, so I can naturally tell which one is the lady."

"..."

It's obvious that this TV is slacking off.

March 7th slowly looked at Danheng.

Dan Heng: "..."

……