Yege Bar is an invitation-only membership. You must be invited or recommended by regular customers to have membership. Membership is very strict, but it's not too difficult for the administration to get around the invitation. In order to investigate Yege Nightclub, Zhao Yan and others obtained more than a dozen blank membership cards by impersonating themselves, inviting acquaintances, and even directly modifying the background data to add members. These membership cards are completely legal and nothing will be caught. Wu Chang took a membership card from Zhao Yan, memorized the information on the membership card, and asked casually: "I don't know if it's my imagination, but our administration seems to be a little angry. The followers of the evil god and the painter are mortal enemies. Forget it, why can a rotten fish like Tang Renquan make us suffer?" Zhao Yan laughed at himself: "I dare not say that he is a rotten fish. If there is no Abyss Game, he is a master. We can't even see the shadow when we look up." Wu Chang shrugged, "The problem is that now there is an abyss game." Zhao Yan sighed and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. After all, we are the Order Faction. If we want to maintain some kind of order, we must first abide by the order. Otherwise, everything will be empty talk. But if you abide by the order, others will definitely take advantage of it."
"If Wanghai City is the territory of the Evolutionary Sect, Tang Renquan and the others will never dare to be so confident. The Evolutionary Sect does not care about evidence or order. As long as their people have problems, someone must pay the price." Wu Chang curled his lips, "I seem to be able to understand why the evolution sect is more popular." Zhao Yan: "It sounds very refreshing, and it is very relieving, right? Three to five years ago, before I met eldest sister and the others, if you had asked me to choose again, I would have joined the evolution faction." "But as time went by, I discovered that there was an insurmountable gap between me and those geniuses, those guys who were directly trained by the organization. I was not the protagonist, or even the dazzling supporting role next to the protagonist." "It may be satisfying for a while to agree with the evolutionists, but in the end, I will only become the nourishment for the evolution of those above." Wu Chang said: "Because of the erosion dungeons in the past two days, all the monsters and monsters jumped out together. I have a hunch that the things in Yege Bar will show their fox tails this time." Zhao Yan nodded and said: "They must not have expected that we hold grudges so much." Wu Chang rolled his eyes. That's because you can hold grudges, but he never holds grudges. If he has any grudges, he will avenge them on the spot. Zhao Yan took out two pills from his pocket and gave one to Wu Chang. "Item name: Transformation Pill" "Item Type: Consumables" "Item Level: F" "Item description: Temporarily change body shape slightly." "Where did it come from?" Wu Chang asked confused. Zhao Yan said naturally: "There are people in the branch who can do this. I applied for a little more when I infiltrated before, and this is what I have left." Wu Chang frowned. There are still some consumables left over from the mission so long ago. Are you sure you applied for more? But then I thought about it, when he was raiding the erosion copy, he had intercepted two bottles of energy activation potions, and Jian Xing didn't even ask for them. The value of two bottles of energy activation potions was probably not worth hundreds of transformation pills. When I thought about it, it suddenly made sense. After taking the transformation pills, the height, weight and weight of the two people have changed to a certain extent, making it difficult for even acquaintances to recognize them.
The two of them used the membership cards prepared by Zhao Yan to easily enter Yege. As soon as he entered Yege, Wu Chang felt his head sink, as if something was suppressing his inspiration and restricting his perception of the surroundings. If his inspiration hadn't exceeded 100, he might have been affected by this power. He looked at Zhao Yan, but found that Zhao Yan did not feel anything strange, which was enough to show the skill of Ye Ge's organizer. Generally, players with low inspiration would not even feel that they had been affected. He didn't mean that Zhao Yan's inspiration was low, but that all the members of the Administration who infiltrated Night Song had low inspiration. Whenever an inspiration reaches eighty or ninety, anomalies can be detected instantly. The main body of Yege Bar is underground. The stairs leading to the underground are very long. It is only when you go down to the depth of the fourth floor underground that you can see the door of the bar. Entering the bar, the interior of the bar is not much different from other bars. The bar, dance floor, performance stage, band and DJ are all the same. The only difference is that there are many more links inside that good kids can't see. Waiters walked through the venue, wearing daringly exposed leather jackets, high-heeled leather boots that were more than ten centimeters tall, and wearing weird animal skin muffs on their heads. They walked through the venue carrying trays. When watching videos, when a backless outfit appears, there will often be comments and comments indicating that the clothes are worn inside out. But here, the halter tops are literally worn backwards, and the waiters are wealthy and generous, adorning their vast wealth with metal and gemstone jewelry. It is obvious that the waiters in the venue have been strictly trained. The way they walk, the words and intonation used when serving, and every movement they make when passing drinks are all stimulating people's hormones. Even though they wear black leather muffs that completely cover their heads such as horses, dogs, cats, rabbits, etc., they can still make people think. Others didn't know it, but Wu Chang, a young man who had never seen the world, stood at attention. He asked Zhao Yan knowingly, "No, is this legal?" As an old comrade, Zhao Yan could not stand this test. He took Wu Chang to sit in the corner of the bar, staring at the glass without blinking, and said: "Nonsense, it is definitely illegal." Wu Chang asked: "Why is no one in charge?" Zhao Yan glanced at him, "Our management bureau doesn't care about this. Besides, even if we use this name to close this place, it will not implicate Tang Renquan. Then he will find a place out of our sight and secretly open a bar. We will have to investigate it." "You have such a big opinion, so don't watch it." Wu Chang snorted coldly and said righteously: "If I don't watch it, how can I criticize this behavior in the future? Practice makes perfect. Without experience, you have no right to speak." Zhao Yan: "You TM, what you said really makes sense, so I'll watch it too." Buzz~ As the performance on the stage ended, the lights in the field dimmed, and Wu Chang heard a sharp buzzing sound in his ears. The mystical ritual arranged here took effect. He looked around and found that everyone, including Zhao Yan, was looking at the stage uncontrollably, without even blinking. The buzzing lasted for three or four seconds. As the tinnitus disappeared, the lights in the venue turned on, and several strong men dressed like perverted murderers in plasma films appeared on the stage.
The lead singer of the band wore the same puppet mask as the employees of the Yifu City Miracle Committee, a riveted jacket, and an open jacket that revealed his strong chest muscles and eight abdominal muscles. He held an electric guitar that looked like a chainsaw in his hand. "Aviator!" "Aviator!" "Aviator!" The crowd on the dance floor shouted the name of the band loudly, and in order to set the atmosphere, blazing flames were sprayed around the stage. Aviator? This name is a bit out of place. Wu Chang thought that the brothers were called butchers or serious criminals. He slapped Zhao Yan, who was shouting beside him, and asked, "Why are you shouting too?" Zhao Yan looked at him blankly, "What did I shout?" Wu Chang took out his mobile phone, which showed the scene of Zhao Yan shouting Aviator. Zhao Yan's face changed suddenly, "There is indeed a problem here, I will apply for support now!" "Wait." Wu Chang held Zhao Yan and said, "Since we are here, let's see what the other party is going to do first, it's not too late for us to call for help." Zhao Yan felt that it made sense. He took back his phone, changed the topic, and asked, "By the way, since everyone is affected, why are you okay?" Wu Chang took a breath, Jian Xing and Zhao Yan did the same. These guys from the Administration were so slow to deal with the enemy, why did they focus on their own people. If you only ask this, I might as well let you get sick with the people around you. "Have you forgotten that I have social phobia." Zhao Yan was surprised and said, "Social phobia can also avoid group functions. I will learn one when I have the chance. If I am affected again later, wake me up. If it doesn't work, give me two punches. Make sure I wake up." Wu Chang nodded and took note. The performance started soon, accompanied by a dense and intense electric guitar solo, the band's lead singer shouted in a metallic voice: "Tonight, we will carry you up and fly over the gates of heaven!" Since the mystical ritual began, the crowd in the bar has become a repeater, repeating only the three words "aviator". While Wu Chang was complaining in his heart, Zhao Yan beside him started shouting again, and he slapped Zhao Yan backhanded to wake him up. "Ah?" Zhao Yan looked at Wu Chang blankly. "You are affected again." "Oh." Wu Chang asked: "Is this strength okay?" "Yes, it's just right to be confused without hurting the brain." Zhao Yan rubbed his face and secretly thought that this kid had a great hand strength. "The flight of destiny is taking off!" As the lead singer opened his voice, Wu Chang was stunned, and felt that the entire underground space came alive.
Everything around him became soft and twisted, as if he was in the body of some giant creature. "Currently in the occult contaminated area, pollution level: heavy, you can start anchoring reality." Wu Chang looked at the pop-up prompt in front of him, worried that if he started anchoring, it would affect the group's plan, so he didn't act rashly and watched from the side. "Fly, fly, fly, fly over the waves of doomsday!" Just as he was thinking, Zhao Yan's voice beside him almost broke his eardrum. Good guy, he sang along, the occult rituals here are really overbearing, and can control everyone to do the same action. In other words, if he didn't follow the action, it would be very eye-catching and the flaw would be seen at once. He took advantage of the lead singer's eyes to patrol over and hummed along with Zhao Yan. As soon as the lead singer's eyes passed by, he slapped Zhao Yan twice with his backhand, muttering in a low voice: "Instructor, wake up." Zhao Yan had just recovered, and suddenly his body shook, and he started singing along again. Wu Chang slapped Zhao Yan a few more times, slapping Zhao Yan's cheeks swollen, but he couldn't wake Zhao Yan up. It seems that physical methods are no longer feasible. He thought for a moment and decided to give up on Zhao Yan and let him be controlled. With him shouting at the top of his voice, he could also attract the attention of people around him and help him cover up. He hid in a corner, radiating his inspiration to the maximum, trying to perceive everything that happened underground. In a trance, he saw colorful blocks of color begin to appear in the air. These blocks of color twisted with the singing and pieced together something in the air. When he saw these blocks of color, he felt that his body was craving for these blocks of color. They should be the pollution brought by mysticism. Not far from him, there was a dark black color block. He reached out to touch the color block and saw it sink into his body, merging with his body in some way. Perhaps when he thought of mysticism, he thought of the poison of mortals, and when he thought of the poison of mortals, he thought of his eyes. He drove these forces into his head and merged with his eyes first. The fusion process was fast, but also painful. During the fusion process, his eyes seemed to be pierced hundreds of times. After the pain ended, he opened his eyes again. He could see the mystic energy in the air with his naked eyes without relying on inspiration. Is this the Mystic Knight, who allowed mysticism to pollute the body and directly drive the mystic energy. It was simple and crude enough. His eyes, which had been polluted by mysticism or mystic knights, could not only see the mystic energy, but also vaguely see the lines of mystic rituals in the air. The lines of mystic rituals covered the entire bar like a spider web. All those who entered the bar were prey, and the hunters were the band in the center of the stage. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, he began to absorb the free mystic energy and integrate it into himself. Soon, his entire head was assimilated by the mystic pollution, and his five senses were greatly enhanced. However, this enhancement did not lead to a substantial increase in attributes. It can only be said that he can access the mystic energy, but it is still far from truly mastering mysticism. While collecting mystic pollution, he also injected part of his energy into this space and anchored it with the real space here.
He could clearly see that a pattern of the emblem of the Mystic Knights appeared in this space, but the person who activated the mystic ritual did not notice it. "You have successfully completed an anchor point in the real world. The current area has been anchored. Please change the area." At the same time as the successful anchoring prompt appeared, the performance on the stage also reached a climax. With the lead singer's roar as if he was about to tear his vocal cords, Wu Chang saw a huge stone door appear on the stage through his inspiration and mystic eyes. White clouds floated around the stone door, and a brilliant golden light flashed behind the door, as if it was the gate of heaven mentioned by the lead singer before. In the high notes of the lead singer, the gate of heaven slowly opened, and countless substantial lights fell on the heads of the people in the field. Everyone shouted like a beast and began to twist like a group of demons. But when Wu Chang concentrated his will and observed carefully, the filter of the light dissipated, and he saw that the light falling on the crowd was not what it was, but a tiny flesh and blood parasite. He wanted to stop it, but just as he was about to do so, he saw that under the light, as if welcoming new companions to join, dense and tiny tentacles appeared on the faces of the people in the dance floor. These tiny tentacles received their new companions from the light and placed them on the host, and then these small tentacles began to sway with the rhythm of the music. The waiters who wandered in the crowd, dressed boldly, had flesh and blood tentacles extending from the gaps in their hoods, and spontaneously unzipped their zippers, revealing the thick and long tentacles on their faces. They were polluted far more seriously than others. In the entire Yege Bar, except for Wu Chang and Zhao Yan, everyone else had at least 20 or 30 flesh tentacles on their faces. In order to prevent Zhao Yan from being hit, Wu Chang could only pretend to be too excited and punched Zhao Yan under the bar counter with a heavy punch. For these tentacles, the music of the Pilot Band was like the most potent contraband. People approached each other, their faces pressed together, letting the tentacles on each other's faces intertwine, the tentacles entangled, and their bodies entangled with each other. The tentacles were not gender-specific, which led to the crowds crowded together on the dance floor, and it was all random who would entangle with whom. Even Wu Chang, who had seen a lot of cruel things, was grinning at the scene in front of him. If this was recorded and released, no matter whether people who watched it would lose their SAN, those who came to Yege to play would have their SAN values cleared. What was even more chilling was that who would have thought that Wanghai City could hide so many monsters contaminated by mysticism right under the nose of the Administration. This is the case even when the Administration exists. If the Administration does not exist, or if the Administration's ruling power is not as strong as it is now, what will become of Wanghai City, or the entire world? What will become of those who have no ability, or those who have ability but not much like Zhao Yan? Looking at the dance floor full of demons, Wu Chang began to understand the Order School. At this moment, the high note on the stage ended, the virtual light gate disappeared, and the performance entered the second stage.