Chapter 8 - Recruitment and Recruitment Failures

“……”

Tang Xuan looked at the girl in front of him, and felt mixed feelings in his heart - he knew this girl, and he knew her very well......

The girl wore a long dress with intricate ruffles, a mixture of Eastern and Western styles, long blond hair, and a large hat with a frilled bow at the end.

Speaking of this, I'm sure someone can already guess her name - that's right, that's it, that's it, the one who claims to be 17 years old and ∞ months old, and the one who is seventeen years old anyway, the one whose name is Yakumo Murasaki.

It hurts......

"Your narrator is really offending when he speaks......" Yakumo Zi wiped the blood from his hands and smiled at Tang Xuan, "Let's change it early...... By the way, boss, do you think I can be qualified for the position of waiter? ”

Tang Xuan glanced at her silently, mourned for the narrator, shook his head and nodded again with a smile: "What, Zi Ma, don't make trouble, even if you, the great god, are willing to surrender his identity to be a runner, I don't dare to accept it, don't you say?" ”

This lord's personality is too unpredictable, but she can't be allowed to run the hall and save time for making trouble...... Therefore, Tang Xuan almost did not hesitate to dispel the idea of hiring this old and old girl.

"Cut, what a guts little brother." Yakumo Zi complained slightly dissatisfied but didn't seem to be surprised at all, and then a smile appeared on his face again, and his entire upper body was lying on the bar, his face leaning in front of Tang Xuan, "I want to drink!" ”

"You? You still owe nineteen dollars! ”

"This ...... Let's pay it off next time, this time it's cash, and the wine should be good. I don't know where she read the article written by Lu Xun, she picked up the words and was really coquettish, and after speaking, she ran to the back of the bar and touched two bottles of sake, "Please send a plate of kimchi later~"

Looking at this light car and the fact that he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, Tang Xuan had to secretly shake his head and sigh: "Evil guest, it is really a bad guest......

However, what really surprised him was that except for Yakumo Purple who came to play at the beginning, no one came to him that night to ask about applying for a waiter.

No one!!

After four o'clock in the morning again, once again sending away the latest vampire dragon girl every day, Tang Xuan looked at the recruitment notice posted on the bulletin board, and his face collapsed: "I TM This is not a black store!" Why is no one interested in such a good treatment? I'm not asking for a top 10 ...... Just have a guy! It's okay to be a man, anyway, I just want an employee!! ”

It's easy to open a bar (restaurant) (café) (cold drink shop) (snack bar!?

I really didn't expect it, Tang Xuan thought that this bar should be somewhat popular, but it was so difficult to recruit employees, although these people had things to do in their respective worlds, but there were always exceptions to everything, so it stands to reason that there must be one or two guys who are full of food and have nothing to do, right?

It looks like this job posting is going to be a few more days...... Thinking so, Tang Xuan sighed and was desolate and ready to pack up and close his work, but at this moment, the spring door of the bar was pushed open, and a group of mermaids rushed in......

"Huh? Oooh...... Welcome. Tang Xuan greeted listlessly, and then cleaned up the messy table by himself, and then, he trembled as if he had been electrocuted, stunned in place, and looked at the few people who walked into the bar.

How embarrassed and embarrassed these guys looked...... All of them were grizzled and dirty, and the clothes on their bodies were also tattered and dirty, looking like they were fleeing, what really surprised Tang Xuan was that these people not only looked like they were fleeing, but also had a weapon in their hands...... Guns, presumably real guns.

It looks like the survivor squad in a zombie movie...... He looked at them one by one, a handsome young man, an orange-haired girl with two dull hairs on her head, a short girl with pink double ponytails, a tall senior sister with long purple hair, a pink-haired little loli with a puppy in her arms, a mature big sister in a blonde suit, and a fat man.

"Poof." After watching this lineup, Tang Xuan was a mouthful of eighty-two years of old blood on the spot.

As we all know,Since the rise of anime fandom,,A lot of popular works have become the first choice for online writers.,And in these animated comics,There's an animation that's very suitable for the beginning.,There's no obvious supernatural superscience elements in it.,But there's also a certain degree of combat and danger.,The most important thing is that the original work of this animation is a comic drawn by a guy who often draws books.,So the style of painting inside feels unsightly-cough,It feels like it's a sight to behold.。

It's a pity that the author is dead, and this masterpiece is probably not filled in by anyone......

That's right.,This is the school apocalypse.,If the protagonist is a scum in the novels of the anime fandom.,The beginning must be chosen!

Of course, Tang Xuan didn't choose this, and he didn't cross over, but the protagonists of the school apocalypse crossed over...... Taking advantage of the stunned efforts of these people, he secretly looked at the girls, and sure enough, it was a standard book painting style, and it was a pity for this author.

"Uh-huh-haha...... It's almost closed, but I didn't expect there to be a wave of guests? Sit down, what would you like to drink? He dared to guarantee that the expression on his face at this time was definitely like opening a black shop, and if he stood with Sun Erniang and sold human meat buns, there would be absolutely no sense of disobedience.

And the few people in front of him were probably still struggling in the vast sea of corpses before, struggling to move forward in a ruin, and suddenly came to a bright bar at this moment, so even when Tang Xuan spoke to them, they were still confused.

"W-Where is this?" Komuro Takashi is holding an M37 shotgun (culture gun, once the anchor reads out a shotgun or shotgun while watching a video, it will attract a wave of liberal arts postdocs to correct the pronunciation there) (so this gun is called a troll by the author himself or simply called a culture gun), and his face is a confused expression that has not yet cooled, "Isn't this an abandoned car repair shop?" ”

Especially the dead fat man next to him, Kota Hirano, until this time, was still holding an automatic rifle and pointing back and forth, with a vigilant posture.

"Hey, that ...... over there" Komuro walked over to Tang Xuan and asked, "You're a survivor, right, this is your hideout?" Do you have any companions? ”

I feel that the worldview of these people has been distorted by the zombies to a certain extent...... Tang Xuan smiled and shook his head: "This is not a hiding place, this is a bar I opened, and ...... It may seem sad to say, but I don't have a companion. ”

"Bars? Are you kidding? When has it been, and you still have the heart to open a bar here? Well, if you don't mind, run away with us, it's always good to have more people...... What do you think? "As the captain, Komuro Takashi naturally wants to find a way to improve the combat effectiveness of his team, if the man in front of him with a strange hairstyle (all hair is combed back, but because it is medium-length hair, it looks different from the back head when combed to the back, it is a combination of the back head and the hedgehog head) is a good guy, it is not bad to absorb into the team.

Tang Xuan listened to this guy's tone of talking to survivors, and smiled-fortunately, he knew what world they came from, if he was someone else, and was suddenly accosted by a strange guy and said this call, probably Komuro Takashi would have to be regarded as a freshly baked neurotic.

"Let's take a break...... This classmate. As he spoke, he gestured to the long table next to him, "It's absolutely safe here, there are no zombies, no people loot each other, this is a paradise...... Of course, most importantly, this is the bar I opened, by the way...... Please tell the fat man next to him to stop pointing around with the gun in his hand. ”

[To be continued]