After drinking his wine, Hoth left in a resolute mood, leaving behind a large bag of gold coins.

Karina stared at his back until he walked out of the bar.

She laughed as the door closed.

"Hehe, this guy is so interesting, he actually wants to take the initiative to join the army of the undead."

"When a living person becomes an undead, will he still remember what happened before he died?" Ringer couldn't help but have such questions.

If he becomes an undead and loses his memories of life, hatred naturally does not exist, so does it make sense for him to give up his identity as a living person?

"That's the one you should ask." Karina propped her cheek with one hand and looked at the white bones in front of the TV.

"White Bone, do you remember what happened before you died?"

White Bone turned around and scratched the smooth skull.

"There are still some vague impressions, and sometimes I will think of familiar scenes, but I can't remember the specific things."

"After I died, I lay in the grave for a long time, and by the time I crawled out of the grave, decades had passed, and I had basically forgotten everything."

"But I think if death had been transformed into an undead spirit soon after, and the brain hadn't been destroyed, I would have remembered a lot of things."

Karina stood up suddenly, as if intending to leave.

Ringer was a little surprised that she would leave so early, instead of staying until the bar closes as usual.

"Where are you going?" Ringer asked.

"Can't you bear me?" Karina winked at him, "I'm going to see what that guy looks like when he turns into an undead." ”

"If you're going out of town, if you meet that uncle, please take care of him, and if he's in danger, help him."

"Are you asking me for help?" Karina raised an eyebrow and smiled maliciously.

Her expression made Ringer a little nervous, but she nodded anyway.

"As a token of appreciation, I'll invite you to drink another day."

"Can I make any other requests?"

"What do you want?" Ringer frowned, and had a bad premonition.

Karina put her hands on the edge of the bar, leaned her upper body into the bar, pursed her sexy lips, and closed her eyes.

"Kiss me for a minute and flap my lips with your tongue." She pouted, expectant.

Crimson, who was sitting on the sidelines, was visibly frightened by Karina's behavior, and looked at her in shock, almost crushing the wine glass in her hand.

Lanya, who was standing on the side, covered her mouth, looked at Karina, and then moved her gaze to Ringer's face, as if to confirm his attitude.

Ringer's brows furrowed, and he didn't make any action.

"Give me enough to stop, you pervert."

A cloud of spider silk flew out of Elise's fingertips, covering Karina's pursed mouth.

"Don't complain when there's a customer in the store." Elise looked at Karina with undisguised disdain.

Karina ripped the spider silk from her mouth and glared at Elise dissatisfied.

"Stinky spider, don't shoot randomly, okay, your spider silk really stinks, vomit." Karina retched exaggeratedly.

In fact, the spider silk that Elise sprayed not only did not stink, but was very fragrant, making Ringer's nose twitch slightly.

And Karina's reaction undoubtedly angered Elise even more.

She raised her hands and fired a volley of ten fingers, dense spider silk shooting at Karina.

Karina's figure flashed, and she arrived at the door, not a single spider silk on her body.

She pulled the door open, turned back to Ringer and smiled:

"I'll watch the uncle, and the kiss of reciprocation will be saved for the next time I'm alone and pay for me."

Then rush out the door.

"Count you as fast as you run."

Elise withdrew her hand angrily, but when she turned around, she saw Ringer staring at the spider silk she had shot out, looking thoughtful, and couldn't help frowning.

"What are you up to?"

Ringer stared at the white and fragrant spider silk all over the ground and said, "Can you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Elise with a red face.

"No, don't even think about it."

Ringer shook his head in disappointment, letting Lanya and Diluco clean the floor of the spider silk.

As she cleaned up, Dilu couldn't help but dip her fingers into some spider silk.

Crystal silk wraps around the fingertips, giving off a faint fragrance.

She swallowed slightly, moving her index finger to her mouth.

"What do you want to do?" Lanya, who was cleaning with her, noticed her movements and looked at her in surprise.

"Well, because it smells so good, I'd like to try it."

"Don't taste it!" Elise at the bar noticed the situation and shouted with a red face.

But it was too late.

Diluco turned his head, his index finger already in his mouth.

"Did you eat it?" Elise's blue eyes widened.

Diluko pulled out his fingers, and the spider silk on his fingertips was gone, but there was still a shiny saliva.

"How's it taste?" Ringer stared at her slender fingers and asked suddenly.

Diluco smacked his lips, looking a little aftertasted.

"It's cool, it's sweet and smooth, it melts in your mouth, and it tastes great."

Di Luke said excitedly, and suddenly fell down, and actually used his tongue to lick the spider silk on the floor.

"Pervert, you, don't lick it!"

As if she hadn't heard Elise's screams, Dilu licked faster, and the floor beneath her feet was shiny as she licked it.

Elise blushed and rushed out of the bar, grabbed Diluko by the collar, and lifted her off the floor.

"I can't lick it, don't you hear?" Elise said angrily.

Diluke blinked twice, his face full of innocence.

"You don't want them anyway, why don't you let me eat them, it's a pity to waste such a delicious thing."

"Anyway, don't lick it, it's something I made, and I have the final say."

Elise stretched out her other hand, palm palm to the ground, and spewed out a golden flame, burning the silk clean, but leaving no scorch on the floor.

After doing all this, she clapped her hands and returned to the bar with peace of mind.

It's a pity, Diluke looked at the clean ground, nostalgic for the taste in his mouth just now.

The door to the break room opened, and Maiser stepped out, apparently having finished talking to Nilou about working together.

"From now on, we are official partners."

Maiser returned to the bar and sat down, smiling profusely.

"Provide at least ten barrels of 'Amethyst' to the guild every week, the more the better, I will buy it at the negotiated price, this output is no problem for you, right?"

Ringer thought for a moment.

The ingredients needed for amethyst include red wine, cherry brandy, William pear wine, and then slime liquid and anchondra juice.

Nilou was in charge of managing and counting the wine in the warehouse, and since the amount of ten barrels was set, it meant that the supply of the three base wines was sufficient, so there was no need to worry.

The valley where Theos is located has a lot of Evil Cloth, and that's fine.

The only limit to production is how much slime Dilou might provide, but based on how much she squirts at a time, ten barrels a week should be fine.

According to the proportion of slime liquid in amethyst, as well as the amount that Dilu can provide per day, Ringer roughly calculated, the upper limit of production in a week should be around twenty barrels.

So he nodded slightly: "No problem." ”

Maiser smiled brightly and held out his hand to him.

"I wish us a happy cooperation."