I became a member of the ancient gods

Chapter 239 Nightclub
A few days ago, Asylum 33, nightclub "Last Carnival".

A burly middle-aged man sat in the balcony on the second floor, playing with the cigar in his hand boredly. Below was a carnival dance floor with bright lights. Men and women wore masks and stuck together, dancing and singing on the dance floor.

The circular screen around the dance floor has a holographic projection function, which will project various scenes to the dance attendees along with different music.

When special folk dance music is played, the dance floor will turn into an endless countryside, with red mills and windmills visible, and a bonfire will appear in the center of the dance floor; when futuristic electronic music is played, the dance floor will change in time. It looks like a spaceship in a science fiction scene. The beautiful starry sky can be seen through the portholes of the spacecraft, or the surface of the moon is directly projected, and the space vehicle of the golden age can be seen driving past everyone's feet.

This is not only a visual and auditory feast, the unnoticeable vents on the dance floor are also slowly releasing hallucinogenic gases onto the dance floor, making everyone on the dance floor even more forgetful and carnival.

This kind of extravagant scene is unimaginable in other asylum areas. Even the future city with a higher level of technology, built by Dr. Wade and the United Zaibatsu, rarely uses high technology for this traditional way of enjoyment. ——In fact, the brain in a vat developed by Dr. Wade has drastically surpassed most traditional entertainment methods and can directly stimulate the brain to provide various experiences that are incomparable to reality.

The technological level of Area 33 is also far higher than that of other asylum areas, and it also concentrates a large number of resources that other asylum areas cannot match. It is the same as the future city built by Dr. Wade and the military area controlled by General Sukhoi. .

It's just that Future City focuses its resources on technological research and development, the resources of the Sixth Sanctuary Area focus on military power, and the resources of Area 33 focus on entertainment.

Under the control of gangsters, No. 30 Sanctuary was gradually built into a city of desire. Here, entertainment that is difficult to find in other asylums can be obtained here, including but not limited to drugs, sex and electronic entertainment. .

In a wasteland where civilization has not yet been rebuilt, this place is simply an unimaginable paradise for ordinary people.Of course, the premise is that you must have enough resources in your hands-contribution coins and everything else of value in this world, or the power to seize them all.

Many people have learned about the situation inside Area 33 through different channels, including rich people from other refuge areas, wilderness travelers who suddenly became rich due to certain opportunities, powerful mercenaries, gang members who accumulated wealth in the wilderness, and others. There are hunters who make a fortune in the abyss...

They traveled thousands of miles to come here and invested everything they had into this city, in order to get one last chance to have fun in this doomsday world.

The city is like a mountain of gold, and the man is the king sitting on the throne at the top of the mountain.

The gang leader who controls Area 33, Dawn Hunter Vito Solaso.

The waiter finally brought the roster. He carefully placed a ring-sized device on the table and bowed respectfully to Vito: "Mr. Big, there are three newcomers this time. They are all waiting for your name in the room."

The device projected an interface in front of Vito. Vito lazily stretched out his finger and swiped a few times on the interface. The interface displayed photos of scantily clad women with text on the side. There were familiar faces he had seen in front of them. , at the back he saw a photo of a newcomer that he hadn't seen before, he glanced at it briefly, and turned it off.

"Mr. Da, there are two newcomers behind you, don't you take a look?" the waiter asked subconsciously.

Vito raised his eyes and whispered to him, without expression or speaking, but the waiter's face suddenly turned pale.

The last person who was convicted for speaking in front of this "Mr. Big" had his hands, toes, and fingers all twisted off, and his body with his eyes gouged out appeared near the sewer the next day - this is not an urban legend, but This is a fact that everyone knows.

The two bodyguards standing behind Mr. Da's sofa had not moved yet, but in the eyes of the waiter, they seemed to be exuding a faint aura of chilling.

Fortunately, Vito just looked at him and threw the projection device on the table: "I'm tired of it."

The waiter took it and stood there dumbly, his mind going blank.

Vito immediately stubbed out the cigar he had only taken a few puffs on, grabbed his cane and stood up, preparing to leave directly.

Inadvertently, he glanced at the dance floor below.

Now the dance floor is actually playing classical waltz, and the dance floor has turned into a magnificent palace hall.

With amber-colored lights and decorations, an extremely eye-catching crimson color suddenly appeared in Vito's vision.

It was a woman with long red hair. She was wearing a short red dance skirt. She walked along the edge of the dance floor to the bar in the seating area. She took a cocktail from the bartender and looked towards the dance floor, as if she was waiting. People invite.

You can't actually see the woman's face from here, but for some reason Vito noticed her at a glance, and once he noticed, he couldn't look away.

He stared at the woman, thoughtfully, picked up the cigar and put it in his mouth. He took a drag and suddenly realized that he had just stubbed it out.

He turned to look at the waiter: "You are still there."

The waiter trembled all over and bowed immediately: "I'll take my leave now!"

"Go get me a drink, anything." Vito ordered suddenly.

The waiter was startled, but responded quickly: "Understood!"

Beside the dance floor bar, the red-haired woman sat quietly, no one invited her to dance.

It's not that no one wanted to invite her. In fact, everyone who saw her, whether male or female, had a strong desire to dance with her. However, when they tried to get closer and briefly made eye contact with her, they... I don't know why I hesitated. The thought "she probably wouldn't agree to someone like me" suddenly arose and quickly grew, making them give up the idea of ​​inviting them.

No one even had the courage to come to her and talk to her. A transparent wall seemed to have appeared around the red-haired woman, opening up a small world of her own at the bar in this corner.

But at this moment, a burly body crossed the edge of the dance floor, broke into the world without a care, and sat next to her.

"Have a drink?" Vito didn't say much, just pushed his wine glass towards the woman.

"Okay." The woman smiled and clinked glasses with him.

The two drank at the same time.

After finishing his drink, Vito threw the glass to the bartender. The bartender took it and bowed to him instead.

"Dance a song?" He looked directly into the woman's eyes.

"Okay." The woman smiled sweetly and placed her slender hand in Vito's thick palm.

(End of this chapter)