Next to it was an unlit bar, with the sign of Luke Cage's Bar covered in seaweed, and groups of people sat around the doorway, some munching on black lumps and watching the crowd gather around the fence like pigs and dogs waiting for the branches to stick out, and some simply lay motionless on the street like corpses, with peaceful and happy smiles on their faces.

"Let's go." Murakami raised his chin and led the way towards the bar, stepping directly over a guy lying on the ground pretending to be a corpse, and walked straight into it despite everyone's vigilant gaze.

The bar was dimly lit, not a little intoxicating smell of alcohol, but rather an unpleasant musty smell, and the wooden floors seemed to have been eroded by the damp air for decades or centuries, covered with unknown black mold, which creaked when stepped on, as if it could collapse at any moment.

The blackboard hanging on the wall reads only two items for sale, protein bars and root wine, and next to it is a line that reads, "Remembering the Forever Luke Cage." ”

"There's actually wine in this hellish place, which is pretty good." Murakami smiled and took out his wallet, the group of fish-headed people didn't take anything from him, they had already brought in their own knives, "Boss, how much do two glasses of root wine and two protein bars cost?" ”

"I'm not the boss, I'm just helping to look after the bar, and the real boss is gone forever."

Jessica, behind the counter, looked up in a large pile of glass bottles soaked in tree roots and said, "You're new outside?" Then you really haven't done any preparation, the knife is useless in this place, it's too hard to wipe your butt, it's not as useful as a piece of chocolate and a screw. ”

"There's no understanding of what's going on inside Hell's Kitchen from the outside, and we can't even prepare for it." Mrs. Gao still had the same cloudy and breezy appearance and said with a kind smile: "Then what should we use to pay?" ”

"Whatever, as long as it's not money, I don't know why you got here, but I hope to see you with this smile on your face in two or three days." Iron Fist walked to the sofa with a large glass of yellowish liquid in a beer mug, half-reclining, and took a sip of the liquid in the glass, and his face showed the same misty smile as the group outside.

"Let's invite you for the first drink, and if you want to drink it in the future, you need to exchange it for something." Jessica turned and poured two glasses of liquid into the clear glass bottle filled with tree roots, then pulled out two palm-sized black lumpy protein bars from under the counter.

The liquid smells tasteless, but the protein bar has a fishy smell that is characteristic of the ocean.

Murakami frowned when he saw it, he couldn't swallow it, picked up the fork next to him and cut it, and immediately swept the whole protein bar to the ground, and shouted angrily: "What the hell is this? ”

The neat cross-section was the stump of some insect, and even its head and tentacles.

Jessica was not afraid at all, and pouted with her cheeks: "Don't be picky when you come to this kind of place, eat one meal but one less meal, and be careful that you will go crazy or die on the street tomorrow." ”

"You!" Murakami has been in a high position for hundreds of years, and where has he been talked back like this, there is a murderous aura on his body all of a sudden, and his eyes have swept back and forth on Jessica's multiple vital points.

"You're a lot older, and you're still frizzy, and you still need to continue to cultivate your Qi cultivation kung fu." Mrs. Gao pulled out the barstool and sat down, and said gently, "May I ask what this protein bar is made of?" And this wine doesn't smell like any alcohol, we just came to this place and don't understand a lot of things, please explain. ”

Jessica herself is an outstanding private detective, and after seeing the dress and bearing of the two, she knows that they are different from those criminals outside, and they are by no means ordinary people.

Coupled with Mrs. Gao's polite inquiry, she put down the dissatisfaction in her heart, and patiently explained: "This protein bar is made of sea cockroaches on the reef, and in the whole Hell's Kitchen, in addition to this kind of thing, only the leaves sticking out of the fence can be used as food, but after eating too much, I don't know if people eat leaves, or leaves eat people." ”

"And the root wine is made of the roots of the tree in the fantasy world, although there is no alcohol, but it can also make people intoxicated."

"What is the dream?" Murakami also took a deep breath and sat down on the stool.

"I don't know, we just know that there's another extremely dangerous world connected there." Jessica shrugged, "Residents of Hell's Kitchen's Lower City will be able to venture through the mirror in front of the police station, and depending on the distance they explore, they can be rewarded with various items, such as some normal food or medicine, clothing, etc. ”

"It would be nice if you could bring things out, you can exchange them for specific items, and these common items from the outside world are the hard currency circulating in Hell's Kitchen."

"In other words, if you don't want to starve to death in this place, there are several ways, one is to kill others and steal their food." Jessica narrowed her eyes slightly as she said this, "If you do, this bar won't welcome you anymore." ”

Even though there is no order left in this place, the Defenders are trying to maintain a pure land here.

"The second is to enter the dream realm and exchange the rewarded materials for food, and the third is to use your value to enter the upper city to live, where you can eat leaves and eat all-you-can-eat."

"Uptown? Why didn't those people dare to reach in and pluck the leaves? Obviously the leaves are right in front of you. Mrs. Gao asked the puzzled scene she had just seen, "And what does it mean that leaves eat people?" ”

"If Downtown is a place of complete chaos, Uptown is a prison completely bound by rules, what time to wake up, what time to sleep, what time to eat, what time to give birth, everything is arranged in detail, and people are completely treated like machines" Jessica gritted her teeth, her words full of anger and hatred.

"And Shangcheng is still a crime-free place, where you will be hanged on the fence for all crimes you commit, which means that you will be punished the same for spitting and killing people on the street."

"The masked freak said that there is no big or small evil, and that sin is sin." Jessica sneered and said, "I kind of like what he said." ”

"But life in the upper city is still much better than ours, at least they don't have to eat cockroaches, they often have fish to eat in addition to leaves, and they have six hours a day to use electricity, and only one hour in the lower city."

"For the time being, we just found that eating too much of the leaves will produce irreversible hallucinations, so it is better not to eat them or not to eat them."