Embers Ad Infinitum

The light is located in an alley, and from a distance, it looks like a lonely shop waiting for customers to come.

It was indeed a shop, with thick frosted glass doors and carved glass windows.

Shang Jianyao walked over step by step, until he sensed that there was human consciousness in it.

"Ten meters..." He raised his hand and rubbed his chin.

This is his estimated distance.

He believed that the one in the store had also discovered his existence.

Shang Jianyao did not stop and came to the thick brown wooden door.

At the glass inlaid above the wooden door, a yellowish and warm light flows out quietly.

Shang Jianyao raised his right hand, but instead of knocking on the wooden door or pushing it directly, he pulled the wind chime hanging on the door and listened to it making a jingling sound.

Over and over again, Shang Jianyao seemed to have found new fun.

Finally, the man in the door said:

"It's open to the public, you can enter if you want."

This is a slightly hoarse male voice, quite weak.

Shang Jianyao was "alert" and responded loudly:

"Have you not eaten for several days, so hungry that you have no strength to speak?"

The man in the door sighed:

"I'm not in good health and it has nothing to do with hunger."

"Really?" Shang Jianyao had an "I don't believe it" expression on his face.

However, while saying that, he happily pushed open the heavy brown wooden door.

Inside the door is a small bar.

On the side of the bar facing the entrance, someone wearing a white shirt and a black vest stood behind the bar, skillfully mixing a glass of wine.

Behind the man was a row of wine racks, holding all kinds of bottled wine.

They are all distinctly red river style.

There is a row of high chairs in front of the bar, and above it is a yellow chandelier.

Except for the bar area, there are only two sets of sofas in other places, so there is no space.

"One, two..." Shang Jianyao counted the seats in this small bar.

Even including those high chairs, it can accommodate up to sixteen guests.

"Why don't you open a big bar?" Shang Jianyao asked as he walked to the front of the bar.

The bartender replied weakly:

"The 'New World' has fewer inhabitants, and I have a limit on the amount of alcohol I can drink."

At this time, Shang Jianyao finally saw the bartender's appearance clearly, and he pointed at the other party with a "horrified" face and said:

"You are a corpse!"

The bartender was really skinny, only a little better than the sleeping Yan Hu.

His blue eyes are deeply sunken, his flaxen hair is dull and dull, and his whole person has the temperament that he will die on the spot if he disagrees. As for his age, he can't tell at all.

"I'm not well," the bartender repeated.

"Oh." Shang Jianyao showed a concerned expression, "Is there a way to treat it?"

The bartender was silent for a moment and said:

"That's the price."

Shang Jianyao was "horrified" again:

"You told me the price!

"Do you want to kill someone?"

The bartender was speechless for a while.

After he drank the emerald green alcoholic beverage, he simply said:

"My price is too obvious to hide."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed while sitting on a high chair, "You look like a bamboo pole."

He changed the adjective.

The bartender is not too tall, not much different from Shang Jianyao. With his skinny state, he really looks like a bamboo pole stuck behind the bar.

Shang Jianyao immediately asked:

"What's your name?"

"Jacob," the bartender replied.

"Why do you people from Honghe keep repeating these names?" Shang Jianyao said casually.

Without waiting for Jacob to respond, he looked at the emerald green glass of bartender and said:

"Is this a cocktail?"

"Want to try?" Jacob asked weakly.

"No, wine is not good at all." Shang Jianyao expressed his opinion.

Jacob turned his body sideways, pointed to a bottle of wine behind him, and said:

"Then I recommend one to you.

"It's sugar wine, fermented with sucrose juice. The brewing method is also unique. The taste is quite sweet. You don't need to add anything else. Just put a piece of ice in it, and you can get a great enjoyment."

When Shang Jianyao heard the sweet taste, his eyes lit up.

Then, he shook his head:

"I'm too young to drink."

Jacob glanced at the burly fellow and gave up his persuasion.

Shang Jianyao asked curiously:

"Many things in the 'New World' seem to be manifested by spirit, and your wine also comes from your consciousness, is it a part of your spirit?

"If I drink it, does it mean that it **** a little of your spirit?"

After Jacob listened calmly, he answered nonchalantly:

"This is a spiritual world."

Without waiting for Shang Jian Yao to ask questions, he weakly added:

"The essence of these wines is the consciousness of different humans, but not mine.

"Their flavor comes from the wines I've been drinking."

Shang Jianyao suddenly sat up straight and asked in a deep voice:

"The human consciousness you extracted from the ashes?"

Jacob's eyes suddenly sharpened.

After a few seconds, he sighed and said:

"These are the guys who have been sentenced to death. I am responsible for the execution, extracting their consciousness and turning it into the purest spiritual food."

"A death row prisoner of a certain force on the dusty soil?" Shang Jianyao asked.

Jacob nodded.

Shang Jianyao's body relaxed and was no longer so tense.

"You don't suspect I'm lying?" Jacob's voice was low, as if he didn't want to speak with too much force.

Shang Jianyao replied calmly:

"I've been sensing the fluctuations in your mind and have no tendency to lie."

This is the effect of the "mind reading" ability.

It is not like "he mind" or "mind reading", which can directly "hear" the voice of the other party. It can only obtain the characteristics of thinking fluctuations, so as to judge what the other party's thoughts and tendencies are.

Jacob didn't ask any more questions, took a sip of the emerald green cocktail and said:

"Actually, I don't particularly need to **** on other people's consciousness, because my body is still alive and well cared for, and my spirit is always replenished.

"I open this bar for the awakened people who have lost their bodies, so that they have a fixed place to get supplements. They don't have to take desperate risks, they don't have to give up on themselves, and they don't have to attack humans on the dust indiscriminately."

"The body is still there, so you don't need to feed on human consciousness?" Shang Jianyao leaned forward suddenly and stared into Jacob's eyes.

"Theoretically, it is." Jacob shook the emerald green cocktail, "but our bodies will gradually decay, and my physical condition is getting worse and worse, and I still need a drink occasionally."

Shang Jianyao said "oh oh" twice:

"That is, is it better to have a body than no body?"

"If you want to live long in the new world, if you want to go back to the ashes every now and then, that's for sure." Jacob put down his glass, as if carrying such a thing for too long would tire him.

Shang Jianyao asked enthusiastically:

"Then why do some Awakeneds abandon their bodies?"

"They were either deceived and deceived, or they didn't want to live in the 'new world' for a long time, and they didn't want to return to the ashes." Jacob seemed to recall some past events, with a sigh in his tone.

Shang Jianyao's thinking jumped, and he turned to ask:

"Then how to let the body and spirit enter the 'new world' together?"

"This is a pure spiritual world, and the body cannot come in." Jacob was slightly surprised, "I don't know where you heard this statement, it should belong to the group of people who don't know anything about the new world. Any based fantasy ~www.readwn.com~ Shang Jian Yao did not refute, curiously asked:

"The new world' is an illusory paradise built by the old people with their own spirits?"

"The statement I heard is like this, but it is not guaranteed to be true." Jacob showed a wry smile, "Some people said that this is actually a mental prison built by the seniors for all high-level awakened people."

Shang Jian Yao applauded:

""I knew someone would say that. "

He looked at Jacob and asked:

"Have you ever entered the tower where the elders live?"

"No." Jacob shook his head gently, "only a few people entered, and most of them never came out again."

"Who came out?" Shang Jianyao asked with envy.

Jacob recalled the following:

"There is only one I know for sure, and he is the Kas from Primordial City, and he is also the Pope of 'Anti-Intellectualism'.

"He seems to have been missing from the New World, though, for a long time."

Shang Jianyao didn't seem to remember who Cass was, and asked in shock:

"New World' also has a criminal case?"

"Yes, but there is no police station here." Jacob's sunken eyes revealed obvious weakness, "The disappearance may have been eaten by someone secretly."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a tinkling wind bell at the door.

The door was pushed open, and the street lights outside had been turned on at some point.

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