Clang, clang, clang—

Because of drunkenness, Cassia and his men's bodies were no longer in control.

Standing there, staring blankly at the figure that was constantly approaching them. As the figure approached, the few people felt the tall and narrow shape of the other person under the reaction of their slow brains.

These two completely inconsistent descriptions are perfectly matched by the figure that appears in front of you.

The wide windbreaker and top hat covered the vast part of the body. Kassi and the others could only vaguely see the blurred facial features covered by a large number of shadows under the brim of the hat.

The constant clanging sounds came from my ears, accompanied by the approaching of the figure, becoming clearer.

It was as if this sound came from the figure.

If, under normal circumstances, encounter such a strange scene.

Even if I lend him ten courage to Kassi and others, I would not dare to stay there.

However, in a drunken state.

The few people's discernment of danger was almost gone, even as they walked past them.

A thin drunkard with a nose nail on his nose reached out and pulled at the wide windbreaker covered by the figure.

Tighten the windbreaker, and the twisting shadow flashed.

Bang!

The figure stopped his stiff steps, and the blurred facial features covered by the brim of the hat seemed to stay on Cassie and others for a while. Then he turned his head and continued to move forward with his stiff steps.

"Bert, you are so mean, what are you going to do to provoke others?"

"Just now, I almost thought you were going to be beaten, Bert."

Looking at the figure's back as he gradually walked away, the man and woman who were not sure what he had encountered still spoke to the man who had just lifted his windbreaker with his hands in a teasing tone.

"I have never been beaten by someone over two meters."

Hearing his partner's words, the man named Bert grinned and showed his rotten teeth, and shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression.

"Guys, I just saw that guy Gao walked into a bar?"

Amid the drunken words of everyone making jokes, GAY's friend Ian twisted his head.

Looking at the position where the figure finally disappeared, he said in an uncertain tone, with a look of confusion.

This scene that suddenly appeared in my mind was very abrupt, but Ian himself firmly believed in it.

"bar?"

"I think you're drunk too much, you're dazzled and you're hallucinating. Ian, where is the bar near the Compton neighborhood? You're not afraid of being robbed."

Hearing Ian's doubts, some drunk friends would not believe it.

They laughed at each other, thinking that Ian had read it wrong.

"No, no, I must have seen a bar."

"There are neon lights hanging at the door, and a burning bone is painted."

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, Ian shook his head and then said with certainty, even clearly describing the bar sign he saw.

“…”

Ian's confident tone was heard.

The ridicule made by everyone also began to become a little smaller, and they looked at each other.

"Maybe what he said is true?"

A 'sister' who usually has a good relationship with Ian began to believe his words.

"If there was such a bar nearby, wouldn't it be a cool thing."

The man with rotten teeth opened with his mouth, and the nose-nailed man Bert showed an excited expression on his face.

"It just so happens that I want to see what it would be like to be able to open a bar in the Compton neighborhood."

After saying that, before everyone could react.

The man with a nasal nail swayed his half-length hair, walked with crooked steps, and ran in the direction Ian said with excitement.

"It's actually true!"

After passing the intersection of the block, he crawled into the alley. After a few seconds, Bert's surprised voice came from the alley.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Burt poking his head out of the alley.

The nose nail on his nose flickered to his companions in the center of the street under the reflection of the street lights.

...

"I hope you enjoy everything I have prepared next."

In the apartment, Zhao Yuan, who had been silently watching everything through the system, raised his eyebrows.

He sincerely expressed his expression to send "blessings" to everyone in the picture.

Besides "blessing", he did not forget to continue to control the plot.

After all, this time, the one who participated in the script performance was a group of drunken drunks who were already drunk.

God knows what kind of improvisation they will have.

"After knowing, I would have chosen a more normal character to play this script."

When designing the script, Zhao Yuan chose the character of drunkenness for conflict and storyliness to combine the bar positioning in the script.

But Ignored that many of the actors' actions were simply out of control when they were drunk.

After all, this completely real world evolution is ultimately different from the filming of movies.

In the movie, actors can perform drunken looks through props and makeup.

And under the real [Script Evolution] function, the drunk is a real drunk, without any acting elements.

Under such circumstances, although the truth is beyond doubt.

However, it also brought some trouble to Zhao Yuan.

Of course, this situation is not without any remedy or means of change.

By investing in [Plot Value], Zhao Yuan was still able to control the basic direction of the plot.

For example, he had previously revealed the bar through his mouth by implanting memories of Ian, thereby continuing to push the plot.

However, this method of consuming [plot value] to promote the plot is too ‘expensive’.

The memory just now cost Zhao Yuan 20's [Plot Value].

"It seems that in the future, we still need to arrange a character in the script that specifically promotes the plot, so as not to spend [Plot Value] every time we encounter problems."

A silent reminder in my heart.

Zhao Yuan then turned his gaze back to the screen in front of him.

In the broken panel of the system, the evolutionary plot continues.

...

"Really want to go in?"

Standing in the alley, Kassie looked up at the flashing neon sign on the bar sign. Her drunken consciousness suddenly became a little awake, and she couldn't help but retreat.

“We don’t even know the specifics of this bar.”

"Don't let it go, Cassie? You're not cool at all."

Hearing Cassie's words, Burt's face immediately showed an impatient look.

"If you don't dare to go in, then go back, I won't run away like a coward anyway."

Turning his head and posing a disdainful expression at Cassie.

Burt then straightened his skinny chest and walked into the bar first.
Chapter completed!