Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

Alcohol is a bad thing.

This should be the longest stereotype in Valentine's mind.

Even though he had lived in another world for thousands of years, he liked to drink one or two cans of beer without any trouble, and knew the benefits of alcohol to the human body...

Valentine would still look at the can in her hand with tinted glasses.

For this reason, he has a bad impression of places related to wine.

Even though he had never set foot on it, he had never seen what it looked like inside.

In Valentine's little head, the inside of the bar is colorful, which is even brighter than the hair of the Zangai family. The ears are enough to make people deaf and rock. Maybe there are all kinds of meaningless things mixed in it.

Modal words of

Countless young men and women gathered in the dance floor in the center, swinging their hair wildly, venting their energy in psychedelics and chaos, and seemed to never be tired.

The DJ on the stage seemed to be a necromancer. His hand rubbed the discs to control the souls of the young men and women under the console, allowing them to devour their own reason and everything except their bodies.

The wine in the bar is not much better. It is impossible to see inferior products on the market. They can be sold after changing to a high-end packaging, and they are even less valuable than clean water.

Valentine really couldn't understand why Raphael wanted to go to such a golden cave with demons dancing around.

If it's just dry, it's still messy.

In this environment, people are not awake, and there are dangers everywhere, and they may explode at any time.

But since Raphael wanted to go, Valentine didn't want to ruin her interest.

I could only follow her and block the danger ahead for her.

Even if the spirit behind him is not present at this moment, his source stone skills are enough to prevent the girls from being hurt at all.

"Let's go, why are you stunned?"

Raphael's urging sounded in his ears.

Valentine came back to her senses and left her eyes from the signboard of Lingyun Bar.

“The first time I’ve been to this kind of place.”

He walked quickly among the girls and spoke softly.

The name "Lingyun" always reminds Valentine of the Lingyun band on Earth in his previous life.

During his high school, during the time when the spiritual food was most scarce, this band from Finland, Snow Country and several other metal bands enriched Valentine's inner world, allowing him to step into the depths of his fantasy step by step until he went from the high platform

The moment when he jumped down.

Sometimes Valentine would think that it was these rock bands and those wild novels that ignited the fire of imagination that Kaoru Zhengyu appeared in reality in violation of common sense, giving him a reason to play "Ark of Tomorrow"

Opportunity to travel.

But it is obvious that this Lingyun bar has no connection with that band, it is just a coincidence.

The decoration near its doorstep is full of sharpness, like countless sharp irregular-shaped daggers inserted into the sky, giving people the illusion that even their vision will be scratched.

It has nothing to do with the style of Lingyun Band.

This made Valentine a little regretful.

“Attached?”

Raphael stared at the little dragon man's eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Maybe."

Valentine didn't comment.

He turned his head and looked at the angel's gaze.

"Have you been to this kind of place before?"

"certainly."

Raphael took his arm and talked about the past.

"You know, I left Rutland at the age of nineteen and wandered around Terra World."

"I have met many people and things, and have been to all places."

"The bar is just a little bit."

"Then you are quite strong."

Valentine interrupted.

This surprised Raphael. She turned her head and looked at the man beside her, raised her eyebrows: "Is it possible that in your eyes, I have always been an ordinary doctor with no power to tie a chicken?"

“…It seems.”

After a few seconds of silence, Valentine answered.

If you search for memory, most of the words related to Raphael are sacred, flawless and noble.

These adjectives are very suitable for the common image of time travel novels such as "Saint of Religion in Another World".

Raphael is indeed quite consistent, after all, he is the saint of Rutland.

But unlike that kind of "saint", this delicate and beautiful appearance has extraordinary power.

Other Valentines couldn't remember, but in the preparation time before the Battle of Checheng, Raphael picked up a dozen kilograms of anti-equipment rifle with one hand, and he remembered it clearly.

It's just that he just had a bad imagination that he might be beaten on the bed.

In addition, this sister kept fighting with guns, which further affected Valentine's assessment of her physical fitness.

Now that he broke out of this misunderstanding, he realized how powerful this sister was.

He left his hometown at the age of nineteen and traveled alone in Terra World for six years. This value is no less than Xing Yihuang's crossing the snow field in winter.

"I suddenly felt so weak."

Valentine, who had figured it out, shivered and hugged her chest with her hands.

Kuso...So did you get the wrong script?

No wonder it's such a body.

Now he feels that he is the saint of another world, while Raphael and Xing Yihuang are brave people, and the targets of fighting are his own.

"No, you're very strong."

Raphael chuckled, his eyes narrowed, and his tongue gently swept across his lips.

With eyes facing each other, Valentine instantly understood what this sister meant.

He subconsciously held his waist.

It turns out that I got the wrong script...

“Welcome to come ~”

"I wish you all a wonderful night~"

When Valentine felt that the bar trip seemed to end early, the doorman's voice pulled him back from his random thoughts.

Looking at the door that was opened to him, Valentine calmed her mind and stepped forward. She walked into the hell on earth in his heart like a martyr.

At the same time, a spell fluctuation dissipated around him as the center, instantly covering the place.

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"…so, you don't want me to come here?"

After listening to Valentine's story, Raphael said with a smile.

“Uh, right.”

Valentine's cheeks flushed and her eyes drifted to other places, and she did not dare to look at the angel in front of her.

"What you think is a nightclub, not a bar..."

Finally, Raphael couldn't help it and turned his head to cover his mouth and chuckled.

She really didn't expect that this man who had been the leader of a gang in Checheng for two years would be so "pure".

...

A few minutes ago, Valentine stepped into the bar, her face turned cold and her body was on the verge of an explosion. As long as there was a slight danger, the blue thunder would cover the girls and protect them.

As a result, when he saw the true appearance inside Lingyun Bar, he was suddenly stunned and his physical defense was removed instantly.

This bar is different from what Valentine thought, or even the opposite.

There was no brilliant glow in front of me, no crowd that destroyed my body like a madman, no DJ dressed in strange clothes and rubbing discs.

In my ears are not loud and restless rock, but folk songs with a sense of vicissitudes. On the stage is a young woman wearing an ordinary dress, holding a somewhat old guitar in her arms, her voice hoarse, as if she had smoked too much

Smoke.

But singing such a song with a sense of historical weight is more appropriate, just like the guitar in her arms.

There were several round small tables around the stage, with guests sitting in scattered areas. Most people had a glass of wine in front of them, and there were also empty tables, which seemed to be specially here to enjoy the singer's performances.

The overall atmosphere was very quiet, which made Valentine think of the library - but the "books" here were the wine in front of them or the singing on the stage.

Raphael noticed Valentine's expression change, but did not say anything. Instead, he pulled him to the bar and ordered a glass of wine before asking why.

Then Valentine said what he had just thought about.

As a result, Raphael almost laughed out loud after hearing this.

The service staff behind the bartender who was mixing Xing Yihuang almost threw the bartender out.

It is obvious that this bartender has just worked for a while and it is the first time he has heard such remarks, so he has become a little overwhelmed.

"Your wine, lady."

Stopped the action, the bartender poured the wine into the cup, then put a cherry, and the cup of wine was finished.

"Kim Feis, please use it slowly."

Xing Yihuang looked at the cocktail that was pushed in front of her, picked it up and took a sip, frowned slightly.

But nothing was said.

It’s not that the bartender’s skills are not good, but that Jin Feis’s excitement is not enough.

As a girl who grew up in the snow field, she is used to the impetus of vodka and also likes this kind of life water that can make her stomach burn in seconds.

Xing Yihuang could have ordered a glass of vodka directly, but this is a bar with many nice and beautiful cocktails. She also wanted to try it, so she ordered this transparent Jin Feishi with the wine recommended by the bartender.

However, although it is not exciting enough, the taste is still pretty good.

After savoring it for a while, Xing Yihuang took another sip of the wine, turned her head to look at the two people on the left. She quickly withdrew her gaze and focused her attention on the cocktail in front of her.

After experiencing that incident, her mentality was already flat and she didn't have the slightest momentum to fight.

As long as he is still by his side.

Thinking of this, Xing Yihuang held the wine glass lightly with her left hand, and her thumb slowly and repeatedly rubbed the wall of the cup, and then entered the state of wandering outside the sky.

As a result, the soul was pulled back by Raphael as soon as it left the body.

"Let's go there and sit for a while."

The angel held a purple cocktail and pointed at a corner.

Xing Yihuang didn't look at it, nodded.

"good."

She has always been easy-going.

But when he got up and left, Xing Yihuang subconsciously looked in Valentine's direction.

She saw her lover walking towards a Philin woman dressed in elegant and sexy, with long wavy hair.

Xing Yihuang's heart was not fluctuating.

She was just a little surprised that she seemed to have seen that woman before?

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