After the aliens of unknown origin left, several people sat around the bar and began to concentrate on drinking, and the most unique thing about this tavern is that the cups with drinks come in many styles, and they look like they were bought at an interstellar thrift stall.

Some are wooden cups made of hollowed out of a tree trunk, some are metal spliced cups, and some even look like the brains of small monsters.

The liquor contained in it also came in a variety of colors, many of them were bright purple and azure blue, which were a little unacceptable to humans, and some even had fluorescent colors, Stark stared at a glass of bright fuchsia wine and hesitated for a long time, but still took a sip and tasted it.

Then I was retched by the rich floral scent.

"What the hell? I felt like I was taking a sip of Pepper's perfume. Stark grinned, and the bearded beard, the real bartender, who came back, smiled and said, "This wine is called Midsummer Poppy, it is made with the pigment of pure natural poppies, and the floral fragrance is made of gardenia, if you think the taste is a little strong, I can change a glass of sparkling water for you." ”

As a result, the sparkling water served was green, and it looked a bit like a witch's cauldron freshly cooked.

Stark took another sip, this time a little more relieved, because the thing tasted mint, and although the color was a little strange, the taste was more familiar.

Stark took a few large sips, only to find that there was a slimy green ball underneath the glass, which looked like venom.

Stark clutched his throat again and began to retch, and the bartender explained, "It's an edible chlorella, it's specially treated, it won't have a strange taste, and it will chew a bit like agar, you can try it." ”

Stark pushed the cup aside.

Schiller was holding a glass of orange fluorescent sparkling wine, and the gray mist let out a cheerful cry in his head, because Schiller hadn't drunk in a long time.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Gray Mist chirped and said, "I don't like bubbles, I feel like they make me bloatulous." ”

Schiller had no choice but to ask for a glass of the highest degree of wine, and Steve looked at him a little strangely and said, "Are you sure you want to drink spirits at noon?" ”

"I think we should go get some food and find a regular restaurant later, I've been distracted by the arrival of those interstellar pirates, maybe the food will make me better."

"Oloro and I are going to go to the store again, so we won't go to dinner, I think we can meet at the door of the last ride, how about three o'clock in the afternoon?"

T'Challa said, glancing down at his watch.

Several people had no objections, so Schiller, Steve, and Stark went to the cabin restaurant together.

The décor is more metalpunk, with most of the furniture made of brass and some of the decorations made of shiny copper plates, creating a punk contrast.

The specialties here are also alien-style foods, such as deliberately slicing fried onions into spiral cones, slicing cucumbers into springs with special blades, and piling up ground beef into oddly shaped purees.

Schiller shook his head and sighed: "Human beings are still too lacking in imagination for aliens, and although the aesthetics of intelligent life have their own characteristics, they will not all make their food strange and ugly." ”

"Every civilization feels that its art is unique and perfect." Steve slipped an onion into his mouth and said, "We thought that our aesthetic style would be very different or just opposite to that of the aliens, but as long as the visual system is similar, everyone is looking for the same beauty." ”

"It's nothing more than balance, symmetry, and regularity." Schiller churned the mashed potatoes for a moment, and then said, "This is the path that must be followed in the development of the biological aesthetics of order, and the results derived are similar." ”

"I still don't understand what those aliens are here for." Stark turned to Schiller and said, "You didn't want them to look good, it's not like you." ”

Schiller smiled mysteriously and reached into his pocket, but said nothing.

A few people finished the large pile of odd-shaped food on the table, and just went out to see an even more strange beverage shop.

It's an outdoor beverage shop, except that all the drinks are served in spherical bottles, and Steve walks over and sees Coca-Cola's classic packaging.

The hijab cast and crew, or rather the aborigines here are set up to be a woman with a slightly frosty face, straightens her hijab and says to Steve with her arms crossed, "This is the most famous energy drink in Batu, and they are pronounced BB-8 in Batu." ”

"Originally, we all used wooden bottles, but then a human from the earth threw an empty red drink can at us, I heard that this brand of drink is very popular on the earth, so we specially imitated bottles of similar color and sold them to earthlings, do you want a bottle?"

These small spherical bottles are thrown in a box filled with ice, which makes them look much cooler on a hot day.

Steve then took out his bracelet and prepared to buy a few bottles of drinks, but just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the aliens in the smuggler's robes on the other side of the stall, who were also going to buy drinks.

As soon as he wanted to walk over, Schiller grabbed him, and several people pricked up their ears to listen, and sure enough, they heard the vendor say to the group of aliens: "The smuggling business has been getting worse and worse lately, right?" The Legion's offensive is so fierce that we can't get any good goods, so if you have a way, go to the blue-haired woman next to the arsenal, and she'll offer you a good price. ”

Steve was a little dazed, he didn't understand what the identity of this vendor was, why did he get connected with the aliens?

Schiller, on the other hand, laughed, saying, "Perhaps you should have heard that Disney's cast and crew are very dedicated, and the most famous feature of the Star Wars Park is that the cast and crew here are all randomly dressed and there are no classic character images. ”

"They are actually the natives of Batu, some shopkeepers who make a living by taking on smuggled goods, providing accommodation and food for smuggled food, or intelligence dealers who sell information for a living, and some of the eyes of the First Legion, and even the hidden warriors of the Jedi Order."

"The actors will randomly select their costumes and characters on the day, hide them in the crowd, and provide them with all kinds of clues, and everyone will behave in a good way to increase the immersion of the game."

"Disney staff are specially trained, and when they play a certain role, they will almost completely immerse themselves in the role, although the professional planning team can detect it as exaggerated publicity, but at least the average person can't see it."

"But those pirates are also well-informed, right?" Stark asked with a frown, and of course he could tell from the miniature scanning device on his glasses that the vendor was not an alien smuggler, but an ordinary human.

However, he didn't think that this group of pirates would have a species identification device, because judging from the performance of the previous confrontation, they were very much like a grass platform team.

These are just small minions among pirates, and they are the kind of low-level pirates who have the same group of pirates as they are, otherwise how could Yongdu send them over?

Schiller explained: "Although it must be Thor's acquiescence that Yongdu's people can enter the Nine Kingdoms, but Yongdu is not stupid, if this is a plan to invite the king into the urn, won't he be planted here?" ”

"This cunning pirate leader will not come in so stupidly, but must first send a group of cannon fodder detectives to find out the truth, not only can there be no important people among these pirates, but they must also be the kind of people who don't feel sorry for how much courage they die, or they are simply spies from other pirate groups."

Schiller gave a playful smile, and Stark and Steve knew what he was up to.

Sure enough, Schiller took out his mobile phone and said to Nick: "I'm going to set up a bureau for Fat Sheep, can you contact Disney's management?" Let them cooperate with the performance, and give them 30% of the proceeds. ”

Steve thought that Nick would at least ask about the specific plan, but Nick opened his mouth and said that thirty percent was too high, and if it was an alien fat sheep, one achievement would be enough.

Then Schiller took the phone and went to the other side, and for more than ten minutes, Steve and Stark were going to suspect that he had kidnapped the aliens.

When he returned, Schiller cleared his throat and said, "Wait and see." ”

Just then, Steve saw the communicator on the waist of the stall owner who was talking to the group of interstellar pirates suddenly ring.

Of course, both of them could tell that it was nothing more than a mobile phone, but it was covered with a metal shell, disguised as some kind of alien communication device, and the ringtone was deliberately set to a somewhat monotonous Didi sound instead of an Earth song.

The vendor's eyes widened, he glanced down at his waist, then smiled at the interstellar pirates on the other side and said, "Take your pick, I'll leave for a while." ”

This phone is actually an emergency communication phone assigned by Disney to employees, and in case of some emergencies, it is used to arrange for employees to organize the evacuation of visitors.

However, because Disney has high requirements for the dedication of the cast and crew, and does not allow the cast and crew to do anything that destroys the image of the characters, it is absolutely not allowed to answer the phone in public.

After all, if Winnie the Pooh pulls out a mobile phone in front of a child, the child's childhood will be over from the moment he opens his mouth to speak.

The vendors also went for a long time, and several pirates were a little impatient, but before they came down, Yongdu gave them human currency, and told them not to forget to pay, so as not to cause trouble and attract attention, and they were really a little thirsty, so they waited patiently until the stall owner returned.

"Sorry, the head called me, we have a ship that has something going on over there in the Circumstar Zone, I may have to deal with it later."

The vendor turned to look at the female stall owner and said, "Vanessa, you really have to do me a favor, there is another accident in the Huanxing District, this is the second incident today, I'm afraid it won't be long before we have to transfer again." ”

Vanessa had just answered the phone, but she had come back faster than the stall owner, and she sighed, pouted, and said, "It's not that damn interstellar safety committee, if it weren't for the ...... they're going to build."

The vendor hurriedly gestured to Vanessa with his eyes, and Vanessa glanced at the interstellar pirates who were covering their faces with their hoods, and fell silent.

The pirates were in a hurry.