Lord of Eternal Darkness

The man thought to himself and said: "If you live alone, you will inevitably experience various pressures, and my biggest pressure is actually the job that I rely on to survive. It is really ironic."

"May I ask, what is your job?" Li Xiaoming asked curiously.

"You should feel honored that you are sitting at the same table as Engine City's greatest magazine editor, and he will give you some tips when he is in a good mood. Take it."

After saying that, he took out 20 shidin from his pocket and slapped it on the table. Two coins rolled under the table. Although the money was not much, it could be seen that he was very energetic.

"Well, then you should put it on the table first. Don't put it back in your pocket while you're busy. You might as well talk to me about the pressure in your heart, then get yourself drunk happily, and then sleep until dawn. Keep repeating your life."

The other party looked at Li Xiaoming with surprised eyes, took a sip of beer and said, "My name is Hasen, what's your name?"

"Li Xiaoming, it's a pleasure to serve you."

"Well, that's a nice name. What do you think the daily routine of a magazine editor is like?"

Li Xiaoming thought for a while and then slowly said: "Responsible for collecting and organizing content; requesting manuscripts from authors to improve their literary level; reviewing the manuscripts submitted by the people under me every day and laughing at their dreams? "

Hasson said: "Well, that makes sense. But the world is tragic. Those who are talented but aloof are always not reused."

"Why? Everyone should support and share good content, right?"

Hasson refilled a glass of beer and said: "People prefer news that brings traffic and benefits. A headline with a gimmick will make people want to get in. As for the content, who will remember it?"

Li Xiaoming thought of the news that was constantly being pushed out on his mobile phone, and suddenly felt unhappy.

"So those headlines are the content you are responsible for every day? Using people's curiosity to deceive clicks, and then earn countless money?"

Hassen's mouth was filled with laughter. He looked at the light ball shining with beer and said vaguely:

"Can you blame us? This is the choice of this era. Random words woman, dog, man, bed, money form a story. Some people will always think wrong, but in fact, when you click on it, a man and a woman get married. , they bought a new bed and adopted a pet by the way, wouldn’t you like to admit that you clicked on it?”

Li Xiaoming suddenly thought about it. He might have clicked on a headline that looked like a gimmick before, but recently he didn't think it mattered. It had nothing to do with him.

"Then why are you sighing now?"

"Doing this is consuming the life of the news. People are gradually becoming numb... insensitive. They are disgusted by similar news. Damn it." At this point, the man fell down and began to cry bitterly.

Li Xiaoming helplessly spread his hands, poured himself a glass of beer, and took a sip.

They shouldn't be checking the sales bill for alcohol, right? We can also remember this gentleman. I was a little thirsty after chatting with him. The editor-in-chief probably wouldn't mind buying him a drink. He was already drunk anyway, and he couldn't make much money from this beer.

"Isn't this an inevitable result? When rare things become commonplace, all the heat will fade away. The same is true for people's feelings. As a result, when I see the pushed titles now, I can guess the content of the news."

Li Xiaoming briefly explained his point of view. Anyway, there is only one customer now.

Hassen said sadly: "Well, if everyone was like you, my job would be a lot easier. When I first entered this industry, I could get a lot of traffic just by writing a few trivial things. However, My main focus is writing detective novels, which are about justice.

"Now, you not only have to write about a criminal, but you also have to dig out his tragic experience and the unknown secrets hidden behind it. It's really boring."

Li Xiaoming said: "Maybe the previous villains were too monotonous. They just committed crimes for the sake of committing crimes and had no personal charm. By the way, they could clean up their names and earn more traffic."

Hasson couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "One or two characters are okay, they can enhance human resonance, but almost every villain has such a tragic experience. What's the point? Some people are born full of criminal factors, and they are born with it. Prisoners should be hanged on the gallows.

"I haven't thought about it until now. If a tragic life experience can create a criminal, then nearly 90% of the people in the Innocence City should be imprisoned!"

Li Xiaoming said: "Hahaha, maybe you are right, let me toast you!"

"Cheers to that damn money!" Hazen raised a wine glass and bumped it hard, then drank it all and staggered out of the bar.

The moment he walked out the door, he stopped, turned around and said, "I'll be back tomorrow, young man."

"See you tomorrow then."

Li Xiaoming waved goodbye to him, then took out a cloth and wiped the wine glass, preparing to continue mixing drinks.

Suddenly he noticed the coins on the table that had not yet been taken away, so he could only put them back in his pocket.

When it was approaching midnight, the guests had almost left, and the ground was in a mess, as if there was a war. In fact, it was just those people dancing.

Li Xiaoming touched his sore hands and felt that he had mixed hundreds of drinks. Now he had to clean up. He was so tired every day. No wonder the previous bartender resigned.

I still have to go to school, and I will probably quit this job in two days. I don’t know when I will meet Wu De. Moreover, I am wanted by the Holy Cross and the Twelve Blood Moon Society, but I am actually bartending here comfortably. , it’s really unbelievable.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, which made Li Xiaoming a little panicked.

"It's quite tiring, but it's quite interesting to listen to the stories told by the guests. I'm actually still a student, so I probably won't be able to work for long."

"Just get used to it. Oh, and by the way, don't accept cigarettes and alcohol from guests. They are often mixed with some strange things. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"Like the ecstasy pills they gave me?" Li Xiaoming took out a handful from his pocket.

He came at seven o'clock, and it was now one o'clock. In these short few hours, as a bartender, he was constantly being talked to by girls and boys because of his handsomeness. They even invited him to dance at the disco.

Go to some ulterior secret party.

He also gave himself strange drugs and told himself to have more fun. Li Xiaoming estimated that this was the real reason why the bartender resigned.

But as a good boy, he doesn't smoke, drink, go to nightclubs (Okay, cross this one out), and doesn't dance, which is barely close to the standard of a good man.

"Well, they are really presumptuous."

"Why are you worried that I'm a bad learner?" Li Xiaoming looked at Miss Zhu Die with a smile.

"No, sister is just worried that those beasts will eat you up. Remember to clean up the table and come to work at the same time tomorrow. By the way, I will give you a piece of chocolate. You can choose not to eat it as a souvenir."

Zhu Die looked at the boy's innocent eyes and felt particularly warm, but she didn't dare to look directly.

"Thank you, it tastes good."

Li Xiaoming ignored someone's previous advice not to accept gifts from others casually, chewed the chocolate in his mouth, threw all the pills into the trash can, and strode out of the bar.

Walking on the street at night, neon lights kept flashing, and the sound of gunfire came from a certain alley.

Li Xiaoming couldn't help but feel that it was really free here, so he curiously walked over to check it out.

Looking from a distance, a woman was holding a pistol, and a man was lying on the ground holding his wound. He was breathing hard. He looked like he was dying and was about to die.

"I told you not to mess with me anymore. I've been robbed by you three times in a week. Why the hell can't you find another person to rob me? Do you have to be robbed when you walk in a dark corner? The key is that you rob me. Now, you don’t rob me of your beauty, this is the most outrageous thing!”

Listening to the tone, Li Xiaoming could probably judge the appearance of this lady.

"It seems that the people here are really simple and a bit tough. I'd better help make an emergency call."

Li Xiaoming left after making the phone call. Whether that person died or not had nothing to do with him.

After returning to the villa area, everyone was already fast asleep. He didn't want to do anything else and lay down on the big bed to have a good sleep. Because he was so tired that no matter what happened outside the window, he didn't want to get up again.

I seemed to see a lady in a trance, but she seemed to be dreaming.

The next day, the sun rose three poles outside the window.

Li Xiaoming struggled to get up from the bed, and then thought of a question. Wu De seemed to like listening to operas and would go to bars during the day. So, had I overslept? I looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock.

"Oh, my God, I'm such an idiot. Try to get up early tomorrow. Going to bed early and getting up early is really the biggest enemy of young people."

When it was time for lunch, the atmosphere at the table seemed a little solemn.

St. Assad looked unhappy, obviously deeply dissatisfied with the fact that Lan left without saying goodbye last night and then went to the bar to hang out all night.

It's like after getting married, the wife gets so drunk after her husband's socializing that she falls asleep as soon as she returns home. She feels helpless, sad and angry, and silently plans a divorce in her heart.

Lu Xiaohe said: "Sir, I originally wanted to ask you to get up for breakfast, but you said don't worry about it."

"If you don't eat breakfast, you won't starve to death." Xiaode said angrily.

"It's okay, she was right, so we can have a better lunch."

Uncle Zhang also saw that something was wrong. He pulled Li Xiaoming aside and said, "You have to cherish my child. This girl is quite good. As a man, it's OK to seek excitement, but going to a bar to hang out all night is really a bit too much. Apologize to the girl."

Li Xiaoming responded with a wry smile, "I just found a job. I didn't do anything as a bartender. Don't worry, I will have a good chat with her later. Let's eat first."

At the dinner table, Xiao De forked the beef with a knife rather resentfully, but Li Xiaoming was quite happy to eat it.

After eating, he stood up and said, "Xiao De, come out for a moment. I have something I want to talk about."

St. Assad stood up reluctantly and walked out. Although she was not that familiar with this man, she could be considered a partner after experiencing so many adventures.

As a result, he was fooling around in the middle of the night during such a dangerous time in the Innocence City, making himself worried for half the night. It was really too much. He couldn't hide the smell of alcohol on his body, and he didn't cover himself with the quilt, so he had to help cover it up himself. of.

Saint Assad denied that she had sneaked into a certain man's room yesterday, and she definitely did not do anything outrageous.

Li Xiaoming looked at the fresh vegetables grown in the garden, then walked over and picked a rose planted by Uncle Zhang. He probably wouldn't mind too much.

He smiled and said: "I'm here to give it to you. Flowers go well with beauties. Don't get angry immediately. I do have a mission, but I can't reveal it. It will cause a lot of trouble for you. I don't want to be innocent." People are implicated.

"Besides, I'm short of money recently and I'm working the night shift, but don't worry, there is absolutely nothing illegal or disciplinary, and the God of Holy Light will not judge me."

Saint Assad lowered his head and looked at the rose in his hand, "I hope what you said is true. May the Holy Light protect you. Can I go to where you work?"

"Uh, no."

Li Xiaoming rejected it outright. In his impression, such a dignified and beautiful girl must not appear in a bar. This would cause a temperament conflict.

Xiaode said: "Okay, then when the mission is over, let's go to Warwick University together, and then I think we will never see each other again."

"There is an old saying in the past, it is better to forget each other than to forget each other." Li Xiaoming turned around and left.