The man in the black cloak did not look out of place in this filthy environment, because the cloak on his body was also very bad, and it looked very appropriate to this desolate picture of the end times, and it was very inconspicuous, and basically no one would notice this person who had been burying his head.

……

The 6th arrondissement is now a haven for criminals.

Or should it be put another way, here, there is no such thing as a criminal.

Because there is no law that can define them as criminals, this is the place of lawlessness.

……

The black cloak wandered around aimlessly.

He saw that there was a lot of things in this chaotic land that he hadn't seen before.

Not to mention the products of science and technology, even many supernatural creatures dare to appear here blatantly.

In the northwest corner, for example, there are many creatures covered in long hair, which look like rats but are actually taller than humans, and they also wear something similar to clothing, walk upright, and have some modern cash weapons on their bodies.

It's a far cry from the Oceania in the Black Cloak.

But he clearly remembered that the last memory in his mind was this place, so he came, but he didn't expect it to change so much, so big that he couldn't find the slightest vibe of the old world.

……

"Hey! Newcomer, do you need something to drink?! ”

As the black cloak passed by a bar-like place, a large bearded man inside the bar yelled at him.

The eyes under the hood of the cloak glanced at the man behind the bar, and then at the drinks on the shelves behind the bearded man.

Oh yes, if you guessed it right, these things are products of the old world.

It seems that business is doing well here, and it is estimated that it is rare to find such a wide variety of whisky in the 6th arrondissement.

The black cloak spread his hands.

He didn't speak, but the meaning was clear, he didn't have any money.

Or to be more precise, he doesn't have the currency here, which is the special hedron that these criminals use to trade.

"Or I can treat you to a drink, there is not a single person who comes here who does not drink, and it seems that you have no experience." The bearded man grinned boldly, slapped a beer glass of about a liter on the table, and the next second filled the heavy cup with a barrel of beer.

Grunt......

There was a sound of a throat squirming from under the cloak.

Looks like this guy is a little thirsty......

No, it's very thirsty.

I was in a hurry from the base, so there was no water to drink on the station all the way.

But he didn't appreciate it, but glanced around.

Seems to be looking for something.

At this time, a man with his back to the black cloak who had been sitting at the bar lowered his beard in a very lazy tone: "Hey? I'm still drinking here, take your hypnotic junk away from me, if he wants to drink, count me on the account, I want to vomit when I smell it, disgusting......"

A hint of ferocity flashed in the bearded man's eyes, but the next second he quickly grinned.

"Hahaha, you're talking nonsense, it's better to count your account!"

He took the beer back and poured a glass of real whiskey on the rocks and pushed it onto the bar table.

……

This time the black cloak didn't hesitate, he reached the high chair in front of the bar, picked up the glass and drank it, feeling the excitement of the salty taste of the alcohol and the coolness of the ice.

That's what it's like to be alive......

He glanced at the man lying on the bar.

The other party invited him for a drink, but the black cloak didn't bother to say any kind of nonsense like thank you.

He turned his chair and put his hands on the bar, facing the noisy and chaotic scene behind him, silently examining it.

……

At this time, the man who invited him to drink looked at him with interest.

This guy's hair is a little gray, but it's not the kind of white that he is old, but the silver white caused by his own Caucasians, a little messy, it is estimated that he hasn't taken care of it for a long time, and he also has a beard on his face, but no matter how you look at it, he is countless times more handsome than the big guy in the bar.

Or should I say that this guy himself has a nice handsome face, but he hasn't cleaned it up, his eyes look like he hasn't slept for three days, and he doesn't bother to raise his eyelids when he looks at people, a lazy and sloppy look.

And there is also a strange smell on the body.

He looked at the black cloak and smiled:

"It seems that you are not a fuel-efficient lamp, just now your first reaction was to look around to see who is richer, are you going to rob someone on the spot and then come to buy alcohol and drink?"

"It's not."

The black cloak turned his head sideways to look at the other party, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"And what are you looking at?" The other party asked, spreading his hands.

"Pour me another drink and I'll tell you." The black cloak tapped the empty wine glass in front of him with the knuckles of his fingers.

"Hehe......"

The scruffy man rolled his eyes.

He snapped his fingers.

Then the bearded man inside the bar cooperated to fill the cup of the black cloak.

After the black cloak drank it all, he smashed his lips and said lightly, "I'll just take a look." ”

"Hey, you kid cheated me?" The sloppy man pursed his lips.

He half-squinted his eyes the whole time, as if he was going to fall asleep in the next second.

"Forget it, drink it all, even if you pull your intestines out, you won't be able to save that glass of wine......"

"Then again, you look like you're in District 6 for the first time." He asked, holding his chin.

"Just got here eighteen minutes ago." The black cloak shrugged and replied.

"In this way, then I will welcome you on behalf of this paradise, and enjoy this world without any constraints, haha~uh~" The sloppy man burped as he spoke, and a pungent fishy smell emanated.

But this person didn't seem to be aware that he was polluting the air within a radius of a few meters, and still said to himself:

"Then again, what did you do to get here? Killed a lot of people? Or are you an evolutionary too? ”

"I don't know, I don't remember exactly." The black cloak was still surveying the noisy area, and did not look at the scruffy man.

"You're a newcomer who really doesn't have any manners............ But forget it, I don't care if I'm in a good mood today, but you may not believe it, you look a lot like someone,...... Well, I can't tell, maybe I'm drunk, I can't remember who I look like for the time being, I guess I'll remember when I wake up after a while, maybe ......"

He looked at the side face under the hood of the black cloak with a puzzled expression.

(End of chapter)