The yellow-haired man widened his eyes.

He looked at Chen Bin who was walking away in disbelief.

He looked at the broken bottle slag on the ground.

He looked at the empty wine bottle on the table in front of him.

He said unconfidently: "Is it true that nothing will happen if the wine bottle explodes on my head?"

He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on his head.

There was a bang.

A dull sound was heard.

The wine bottle was intact, but a big bump appeared on his head.

"Ouch, my God!"

The yellow-haired man covered his head and wailed in pain.

Damn, liar!

[Hahaha awesome! ]

[Bin Shen's operation made me pick up the wine bottle at home and try it. ]

[Brother upstairs, how was the result? ]

[It feels pretty good, but it's a bit expensive. The registration fee at the hospital is 100 yuan]

[Hahaha, you are not wasting money, you are wasting your brain! ]

[Your case is different. I just read an analysis by a professional blogger online. The quality of wine bottles in ghost stories is completely different from that in reality.]

[Because the wine inside is contaminated by the weirdness, the glass will also be eroded by the weirdness after a long time, and a certain degree of qualitative change will occur.]

[The hardness of the glass is far greater than that of ordinary glass, and even after impact, it will cause a little infection and erosion to ordinary organisms.]

[Fuck, so scary!]

[If there were no professional bloggers to analyze, there must be a lot of people imitating Bin Shen.]

[Why can Bin Shen be shot in the head infinitely, but nothing happens? Even if Bin Shen has the ultimate human physique, I'm afraid he can't do this, right?]

[Who said nothing happens? Look at Lao Ba at Bin Shen's feet!]

[Bin Shen may be fine, but Lao Ba must be in trouble!]

[Hahaha, after all, Lao Ba took everything.]

[The facts once again prove that Lao Ba can't beat Lao Liu!]

The world of ghost stories.

Chen Bin used [Damage Transfer] to transfer all the damage and infection caused by the wine bottle to Lao Ba every time.

At this time, Lao Ba had layers of bumps on his head.

On his silly and cute face, a pair of big eyes stared straight.

Two drops of tears hung in the corners of his eyes, and his expression was pitiful and resolute.

It was like the tall nuts that were bitten by zombies in Plants vs. Zombies.

Chen Bin left and looked at Lao Ba at his feet.

He found that this [Damage Transfer] was really useful.

No matter what danger or attack he encountered, as long as he was not killed instantly, he could transfer the damage to Lao Ba.

As a toad, Lao Ba's resistance to grass was maxed out.

If even Lao Ba couldn't resist the attack infection, let alone Chen Bin.

After Lao Ba was injured, he only needed a little bit of ghost money to completely repair it.

Lao Ba could swallow up to 10,000 ghost money at a time.

So, even if Lao Ba was beaten to a trace of blood and was dying,

Only 10,000 ghost coins are needed to reach the maximum combat power.

They work a lot but ask for little.

Which boss doesn't like such employees?

The business hours of Xiaochou Bar are from 12:00 a.m. to 8:00 a.m. the next day.

When the dungeon opens and the Chosen One enters the strange story.

It is almost 3:00 a.m.

So only three hours have passed.

The number of guests in the bar has begun to decrease gradually.

There are only a few drunken guests left.

It is already bright outside.

But it is completely unfeeling in the closed space of the bar.

It is just that the hot and passionate wine pool and meat forest have become cold and lonely at this time.

The music stops.

The dancers leave work early.

The bar is dirty and messy.

There are bottles of wine, messy fruit plates and food everywhere, and vomit of guests can be seen everywhere.

It is in sharp contrast with the blissful environment a few hours ago.

It is said to be open until 8:00 a.m.

Basically, there are no customers at six in the morning.

The two hours from six to eight in the morning.

are reserved for Chen Bin and other waiters to clean up.

They need to clean up the bar before they can go off work and rest.

In the past three hours.

Chen Bin maintained his usual style, "warm and considerate" to solve various problems for each guest.

In the process, Chen Bin did not directly gain useful intelligence.

But he understood this world of strange stories better.

"None of the guests who came to the Xiaochou Bar seemed to be in a good mood."

"Everyone was in a very bad mood, furious, unbalanced, collapsed, and everyone was suffering from various negative emotions."

"After coming to the bar, under the stimulation of alcohol, they vented wildly."

At this time, Chen Bin grasped a key point.

It is also the key to the whole strange story.

That is - emotion!

"Whether it is the bar or the previous employee code of conduct, it revolves around "emotion"!"

"The customers in the bar are either extremely depressed or extremely excited, and their emotions are very intense."

"And in the employee code of conduct, it is repeatedly emphasized that waiters should take care of customers' emotions."

"Everything revolves around emotions."

After finding the direction.

Chen Bin quickly began to think about another question.

These customers are in very bad moods and vent in the bar.

So are the customers in a bad mood and come to the bar.

Or... because of the specific atmosphere of the bar or under the influence of weirdness, these customers become in a bad mood and have bad tempers?

"If it is the latter, then I can clearly determine the goal of the weird source."

"It wants every customer who comes to the Xiaochou Bar to become in a bad mood and make them desperate."

"These emotional falls may have some special benefits for the weird source."

The weird source targets customer emotions?

Thinking of this, Chen Bin suddenly frowned and shook his head.

"No, this is not right. ”

“If the weird source wants the customers to be in a very bad mood, to make them depressed, disappointed, or even desperate.”

“Then why do we have to ask the waiters to comfort and take good care of the customers?”

“Why do we have to create such a feasting environment for them to vent?”

All this seems to be beneficial to the customers.

It goes against the original intention of the weird source that Chen Bin envisioned.

The only reasonable explanation Chen Bin could think of is.

You can't kill the chicken to get the eggs, and the leeks have to be harvested in waves.

Th~~~

Chen Bin suddenly took a breath of cold air.

A short brainstorm.

I seem to have found a new direction.

“Could it be that... the source of power of the weird source is the negative emotions of the customers? !”

“The weird source uses its own power to influence the customers, so that their emotions go down and provide itself with power.”

“And the waiters need to take good care of the customers, so that when they leave the bar, their emotions return to normal and they come back next time. "

Chen Bin touched his chin and thought:

"If my thinking is correct, when all the customers in the bar are in low spirits, that is when the source of weirdness is at its strongest!"

"On the contrary, when all the customers are in high spirits, that is when the source of weirdness is at its weakest!"

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