Farewell

After leaving the station, Zhang Heng made a trip to the gaming station and passed the golden scales he had cut off from the black python to the bartender for identification.

When he pushed open the door to the lounge, he happened to see the bartender working on a new drink at the bar.

Recently, the bartender had been getting lazier and lazier. When Zhang Heng saw her, she would either be reading manga or playing catch-up on her phone, or she would be in a high-intensity online conversation with an unknown netizen on a two-dimensional forum. She didn't even want to do her job anymore. If someone ordered a drink, she would make it hastily or, if she was even more unreasonable, she would simply pass the order to the bartender downstairs. When the order was ready, she would ask someone to bring it up. The only thing missing was the word "fool" written on her face.