Chapter 250: The Tavern at the End of the World and Sixty Seconds (Part )
The darkness gradually dissipated, and a white light appeared faintly. My thoughts swayed back and forth in a chaotic cage, and finally the clouds and fog were cleared.

Yao Luo felt like clothes swaying in a washing machine. After unimaginable emptiness and chaos, a new world unfolded before his eyes.

“～ (Lyrics: I will never abandon you, I will never let you cry, I will never say goodbye to you…)”

A familiar feeling came over him. In front of Yao Luo was a magnificent door of a tavern filled with an atmosphere of decadence and decadence.

In large, gold-plated letters above it were written: "The Tavern at the End of the World."

Yao Luo speculates that the text uses technology similar to the company's "synesthesia beacon" to allow people from all over the world to understand the meaning of the plaque.

Without asking where the black tower was, Yao Luo planned to explore the way on his own first.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, Yao Luo seemed to have walked into another world. The projection of the colorful light ball hit his face, cutting out colorful grids.

As soon as he entered the door, every pair of eyes fell on Yao Luo.

People in strange costumes, from different star fields, and various races gathered together. The flowing banquet extended to the infinitely deep corners. Maybe there was a language barrier, but there was never a shortage of fine wine in the glass and a joyful atmosphere.

All drinkers have one thing in common: no matter what their race is, they all wear something on their faces, or on their signature frontal area: a "mask."

Colorful, classically elegant, inlaid with diamonds and pearls, splashed with ink and sprayed with paint, and covered with electronic data.

Full masks, half masks, multi-layered masks, moving eye and broken palate masks, stone masks, bone masks, and some even just have a few Band-Aids stuck on their faces.

It was like a "masked party" with different races from the universe. Not surprisingly, they all had the same beliefs and came from the same faction.

"The Masked Fool".

At this moment, they all looked at Yao Luo, the only person without a mask, with ill intentions.

In order to adapt to local customs and avoid getting into the worst situation from the beginning, Yao Luo chose to blend into the atmosphere of the venue.

With a stroke of his right hand across his face, a bronze "Ghost and God Nuo Mask" appeared on Yao Luo's face, fitting perfectly.

After putting on the masks, the Masked Fools instantly became much kinder in their eyes. They stopped asking questions and smiled.

"(Did the Masked Fool still have such rules at that time?)"

As he thought, Yao Luo moved forward. After what seemed like five centuries, he finally arrived at the center of the tavern.

Amid the complex and chaotic lights, only the bar standing in the center of the stage is spotless. The elegant soft light gently covers the black piano lacquer-style table top, and the black table top seems to be able to hold everything.

The tuxedo was ironed meticulously, the bow tie was straight, the sleeves were not stained with a single stain of wine, and the tall bartender was wearing a white goat mask, and the horns extending from the top of his head did not look fake at all.

"Oh, dear guest, no matter where you come from, no matter what kind of sorrow you have in your heart, the tavern at the end of the world has the most delicious liquor, good wine, and fine wine in the universe! It will definitely soothe your sorrow, whether you can imagine it or not."

The goat bartender bowed slightly politely, with one hand behind his back and the other hand stretched forward. His voice was low and magnetic, with a magical power that could capture people's hearts.

"Please order."

A white menu appeared out of nowhere. The neat menu had no complicated items or drinks to choose from. Three words occupied the entire length of the menu.

Life (vitalityn), freedom (freedomn) and soul (souln).

"What does it mean?"

Yao Luo pointed at the words on the menu in confusion. I guess no pub has a menu like this?
The smile on the goat bartender's face remained unchanged. Although his entire face was covered by a mask, Yao Luo somehow still felt the smile hidden under the mask.

"Low-end pubs only offer a fixed selection, but we always tailor-make our food."

"There is nothing wrong with our menu, please make your choice, customer."

The goat bartender repeated the words that asked Yao Luo to make a choice, and his tone became more firm.

"Life." Yao Luo hesitated for a moment under the bronze mask, and then chose one of them.

"very good!"

The goat bartender praised loudly, and the moment Yao Luo said this, he felt something being pulled out of his body.

A faint colorful liquid exuding a mysterious and elegant fragrance floated out from Yao Luo's chest. At the same time, a feeling of weakness spread throughout Yao Luo's body.

Yao Luo was shocked when he saw the colorful liquid.

"(Is this wine made from the drinker's life force?)"

Under the illumination of light, the liquid refracts rainbow-like light in the air, which is sharp, refreshing and sweet. Just one sniff will make people unforgettable for a long time.

The smell aroused the "drunkards" around, and their heads turned mechanically towards Yaoluo like puppets, muttering to themselves.

"The purity is too high!"

"Let me have a taste, just one bite!"

"I haven't come across such vitality in many years. Let alone tasting it, even smelling it can prolong your life!"

The atmosphere in the pub became even hotter, and some patrons stood up from the table. For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on it.

Yao Luo looked at the goat bartender as if he was looking at a "treasure", and he took out a cocktail shaker and a wine glass from behind him like a magic trick.

Carefully placing the colorful liquid into the bottom, the goat bartender began his performance.

"Ah! Pure and noble creature, what brings you here?"

"Your soul has not strayed, your path has not turned aside!"

"If you don't want answers, don't come here!"

The goat bartender seemed like a different person. The famous liquors on the shelf behind him and the glass bottles filled with nectar flew up and down in his hands, drawing graceful arcs in the air and being added to the cocktail shaker that was shaking continuously.

The elegant and holy praise, coupled with the goat horns that are hailed as the devil, makes the scene both sacred and profane, making people's hair stand on end, yet they can't help wanting to keep watching.

"Growth, the expectation of the starry sky, the haziness of youth, blood, the will of steel, the direction of progress, strong luck!"

“They are the condiment for the bottle and the witness of your journey till now.”

Along with the progressive chanting, with a bang, the hole of the cocktail shaker opened in mid-air, but the wine did not spill onto the table all at once. Instead, it spread out layer by layer as if it had lost gravity, and was as soft as a tablecloth.

The crystal clear glass was formed in an instant, and the wine flying in the air fell into the glass just right, stacking into a rainbow-colored staircase.

The bartender gently pressed the bottom of the crystal glass with two fingers, pushed it forward, and bowed again.

“Please enjoy the Burning Rainbow Stairs.”

The moment the glass is pushed out, the base wine at the bottom begins to ignite colorful flames, then wraps the entire glass of cocktail, forming a rainbow-shaped stepped halo in the air.

Looking at Yao Luo who was somewhat wary, the goat bartender spoke in a relaxed but congratulatory tone.

"Drinking is like meeting a person. When you drink to your heart's content, the revelation of God may come to you. At least, you are the one with the greatest hope that I have seen in all these years."

The bartender's suggestive words were exactly what Yao Luo wanted to find out.

Yao Luo looked at the "artwork" in his hand, raised it to the same height as his head, and then...

Drink it all in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)