It was as if all sounds had been devoured.
In this brief silence, in the chaotic city, countless flora sprouted, poisonous weeds and wicked flowers from myriad hells rapidly took root and grew under the irrigation of blood and struggle, and vibrant colors spread out in all directions.
In an instant, the entire city was adorned into a wondrous fairyland.
But hidden beneath the flowers and foliage were only bones.
The foundation of the fairyland was death.
In this brief deadly silence, Huai Shi softly sighed: "You might not know: before, out of interest, I once taught myself a bit of bartending.
Although I haven't reached the level of a professional bartender, actually, it's not that hard."
He inhaled the wind filled with the scent of blood and slowly said: "First, you need to find several good bottles of liquor, the more the better, don't worry about waste. It's best to find a large enough barrel for drinking freely..."
