When there are many people around, they both eat heated fast food to fill their stomachs.
This time, Charles also bought canned food.
Wright couldn't help but wonder if this was the only fried rice Charles could make.
Although the fried rice was a bit monotonous, the cocktails Charles mixed were delicious.
After dinner, they both returned to their rooms and rested early.
The next morning, Wright was awakened by the sound of renovations.
Wright was awakened and did what he did every day, which was to feel the pulse of the unfortunate Carl.
Seeing Carl still alive, Wright couldn't help but tease, "You kid, you've lived another day."
Wright washed his face, changed into his uniform, and prepared for work.
As a result, I saw several laborers installing something on the wall of the tavern.
Wright looked closely and saw a huge square crystal plate.
This reminded Wright of LCD TVs.
The function of this crystal plate is indeed similar to that of a TV, except that it is not driven by electricity but by magic.
There is a groove on the crystal specifically for placing the magic crystal.
This scene left the newly arrived drinkers stunned.
"Oh my god, Charles, you even got the Image Crystal. You really spent a lot of money on it."
"I've run this pub for almost twenty years, and I'm not willing to renovate it. Do you think I'd spend money on something like this?"
The drinker was stunned.
"Then how did this come from? Could it be given to you by someone else?"
Charles smiled. "You're not stupid."
This image crystal is about 72 inches. This large image crystal is enough to buy ten Charles taverns.
Charles knew without asking that this thing was given by Tosseri.
The main purpose of this thing is that you can watch the battles in the chaotic arena without leaving your home, whether it is live or recorded.
There is no need to worry about copyright issues, because this is paired with the Chaos Arena, and with this you have the right to broadcast legally.
The purpose of Tossele's doing this was probably to let Charles see the battle in the arena intentionally or unintentionally to rekindle his fighting spirit.
But for Charles, none of that matters. This thing is expensive enough and can attract customers, so Charles won't be stupid enough to refuse it.
You know, the ticket price for one visit to the Chaos Arena is equivalent to an ordinary person's annual salary.
And because this thing is expensive enough and rare enough, only large places such as casinos and hotels will have a few pieces.
If Charles wanted, he could just change his career and become a projectionist, and he would earn more money, not less.
Of course Charles wouldn't do that, and it's impossible for him to do that.
Charles also saw the determination of Tosser and the Lord of the City of Chaos in this matter.
It's easy to say anything to Tosseré, after all, they are old partners.
But being targeted by the Lord of the City of Chaos is not a good thing.
Soon after the image crystal was installed, Tosser sent out another fifty memory crystals.
The function of this memory crystal is no different from that of a videotape.
Moreover, the memory crystals had been classified before they were delivered.
Stored here are the battle images of the top 100 gladiators on the Chaos List.
"Mr. Charles, the master has instructed that this is just an appetizer. This is all we have for the memory crystals. We will replenish it for you regularly in the future."
Chapter 65: The Man Wet by the Rain
Charles didn't say anything, but he felt that if things continued like this, he would really have to consider buying the shop next door to expand Charles' Tavern.
After Tossery's men left, Charles also started fiddling with the memory crystal.
Take one at random and put it into the groove of the crystal plate. Put the magic crystal into the other groove.
The two crystals emitted light at the same time, and the imaging crystal board started up.
A picture appears on the crystal board.
It was a circular arena with the battlefield in the center. The battlefield and the audience seats were surrounded by extremely high walls. In addition, there was a layer of magic barrier to provide the spectators with the greatest safety guarantee.
It has to be said that the fight for life by trapped beasts can arouse the violent factors hidden in the audience's subconscious.
Whether it is a ferocious monster biting through the gladiator's throat, or a powerful gladiator ripping open the monster's belly.
Even every magical beast and gladiator has its own nickname.
But none of this mattered to Wright, and he didn't understand it.
The addition of this to the pub can be considered a form of entertainment.
Because of this image crystal, the tavern was almost always full in the following days.
Who wouldn't like to watch a fight that costs a lot of money just by ordering a drink?
Even if you order a lot, you can specify the playback.
In his spare time, Wright would stare closely at the image crystal.
The scene is bloody enough, but also shocking enough. The fighting skills of each person and even each monster are different.
I have my own advantages, but my disadvantages are also obvious.
Without the experience bar, it means that you cannot improve your own values by leveling up.
These are all conveniences of the system. Having them is icing on the cake, but not having them is nothing.
Combat skills and combat experience are all learned through human accumulation.
The gladiators in the image crystal tend to be mostly melee physical output professions, archers are second, and there are magicians but very few.
These images were of great help to Wright.
Just as Wright was fascinated by the scene, he felt a hot and wet feeling on his cheeks.
Wright looked at that cheek and frowned.
That slut Sally is here again.
Wright turned around and left, going straight back to the lounge.
Sally had long been accustomed to Wright's indifference to her.
Sarika came to the bar.
Charles took out the bloody Laka that had been prepared long ago.
"Charles, how did you know I wanted to order this?"
"I don't think anyone will make a fool of themselves in public again. It's like, even though you look the same with or without clothes on, you still choose to wear them instead of not wearing them."
Sally's face turned red.
Charles's analogy was apt, but it was a great humiliation to Sally.
But she couldn't refute anything because she was the one who brought up the topic and what Charles said was indeed true.
"I'm here today for more than just drinking."
When Charles heard this, he did not show any surprise, but opened the cabinet and took out a gift box.
"Please send it to Leah for me. Wish her a happy birthday."
Sally was helpless.
"You should know that this is not what Big Sister wants to see."
"As you can see, I've been so busy lately that I can't get away at all."
"What a crude excuse." Sally drank the Bloody Laka in anger, then threw the cup heavily to the ground.
In an instant, the tavern fell silent.
Wright heard the noise and hurried out to see what was happening.
Charles looked at the gift box on the bar and then at the broken glass on the floor.
Wright was about to bend over to clean up when Charles called him.
Charles patted Wright on the shoulder.
"Let me do it."
Seeing that Charles was doing it himself, Wright did not intervene.
And these past few days, Charles' condition has been a little abnormal.
It gave Wright a feeling of struggle and hesitation.
The ones who can make a grown man toss and turn like this are either his family members or women.
Wright thinks the latter is more likely.
Moreover, Charles always stared at a day on the calendar in a trance.
But on that day, nothing happened.
Just when Wright thought nothing happened, the pub closed early.
Charles took out formal clothes from the closet and changed out of the uniform he usually wore.
I guess the beauty has a date today.
Wright was also prepared to stay alone in the empty house.
After cleaning up the pub, Wright was lying on his bed in the staff dormitory, bored.
Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder outside and heavy rain began to fall.
Wright couldn't help but pray in his heart, hoping that the heavy rain would not affect the date between the store manager and the beautiful lady.
At this time, Charles was standing outside a villa in the pouring rain, quietly looking at the window on the second floor of the villa. Under the light, a woman's figure appeared in the window.
The woman was alone, motionless, as if she was waiting for someone, and the door of the villa was open.
Charles knew that the person was waiting for him, and the door was open for him. He had obviously made preparations, but when he arrived at the door of the person's house, he didn't even have the courage to go in.
The heavy rain will gradually extinguish Charles's little enthusiasm.
Because of the heavy rain, Wright did not fall asleep, but instead played the image crystal by himself.
After watching for a while, there were suddenly two short and one long knocks on the door.
Wright got up and opened the door, only to see Charles, who was soaked to the skin.
The soaked suit and the ungiven gift tightly held in his hand proved that Charles had returned empty-handed.
Charles took a shower and Wright placed his clothes where he could see them when he opened the door.
Matters like feelings are often the most complicated.
It will extend into different forms according to the different personalities of both parties. Wright saw a contradiction in Charles. He was moving forward while he was also moving backward.
This is also a collision between sensibility and rationality.
Wright didn't know what exactly happened, but from the ending, it seemed that Charles lost.
Wright knew Charles was a man with a rich story.
But due to the language barrier, Wright was unable to understand and help him in time.
Learning a language from scratch is not a difficult task for Wright, but the conditions are not there here.
Life without communication and having to rely on guessing is indeed boring.
Maybe this is the most real life in another world.
