Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

The gray-haired girl proudly brandished the cocktail shaker in her hand, proclaiming her identity as a bartender.

"Brownies—the guests said they want one of everything, so hurry up and get them ready."

The raven's cry interrupted the gray-haired girl's boasting and foreshadowed that she might not get off work until very late that night.

"Eh—this guest, are you absolutely not afraid of getting drunk?"

Brownie, knowing he would be busy for a while, gave the girl in front of him a strange look.

"Drunk?...No way."

Imotek smiled confidently, as if the numerous cocktails on the menu were just ordinary drinks that he could easily finish.

Well, it's safe to say that this white-haired, blue-eyed girl is most likely a Chosen Valkyrie, and probably one with a special bloodline. Brownie made that judgment. While there are Chosen Valkyries on vacation who frequent this bar, there are also quite a few self-proclaimed alcoholics who confidently say that you can all have your way with them.

However, there are usually only three types of people who can truly last until the end. One type is the Valkyrie with naturally white hair. Regardless of whether they have drunk alcohol before, they seem to have a naturally high tolerance for alcohol. The second type is the Yugoslavian with a strange accent like Natasha, the foster mother. The last type is the local Valkyrie from China, and she speaks the official Chinese dialect with a heavy accent.

—In Brownie’s mind, Imotek in front of him was classified as the first type, the kind who relied on his natural physical abilities to force his way in.

"Since our guest is so confident, Brownie won't stand on ceremony—how about we start with a very classic and famous Long Island Iced Tea?"

"please--"

Imotek nodded, indicating that the cute little bartender should do as he pleased. With Imotek's permission, Brownie turned around, climbed onto the specially made ladder stool, took down the various drinks and ingredients needed from the counter, and began to prepare.

Meanwhile, the ravens preparing the meal seemed to have finished a simple snack and were plating the food.

"Generally speaking, bars don't offer these kinds of meals... but my place is an exception—people who work nearby sometimes grab a drink here and then go to a nearby restaurant for food. Over time, we've started offering some simple meals ourselves, but mainly Western-style snacks and fast food. Chinese dishes take too much time to prepare, and they don't really suit my bar..."

Raven, in a good mood, brought the fried potato wedges to the bar and introduced his little bar to Imotek. The potatoes, golden brown from being deep-fried at high temperature, emitted an enticing aroma, and white coarse salt was evenly sprinkled on their golden crust.

"The truth is that Natasha's mother simply couldn't cook those Chinese dishes—she could never understand what the appropriate amount of seasoning in the recipe meant—otherwise, she would have loved to expand into another business, given her greed for money."

Brownie, who had just finished making a Long Island Iced Tea, came over and ruthlessly undermined Raven's efforts. The girl opened the cocktail shaker in her hand and poured a drink for Imotek, Raven, and herself.

"Hahaha...."

The raven, embarrassed by its adopted daughter's ruthless exposure, chuckled awkwardly and muttered a few complaints.

"Who knows what 'appropriate amount' means? Why do Chinese people like the word 'appropriate amount' so much? Even when adding water, they say 'appropriate amount'..."

"Hmm... So Miss Natasha... Brownie is your daughter?"

Imotek gave him an interested look.

"I just heard her call you 'Mom'? But you look very young, boss lady..."

"Could it be that..."

"Cough cough cough, read less of those melodramatic romance novels from China—Brownie is my adopted daughter. I found her on the street when she looked drowsy and lost. I originally planned to take her to the police station, but the officers there couldn't answer any of her questions... When we were about to send her to an orphanage, the police officers and the orphanage director asked me if I wanted to adopt her... I softened and agreed."

"So, Miss Natasha adopted a daughter, right...?"

Miss Imotek began to subtly guide the two people in front of her to achieve some kind of pleasurable goal.

“No... Natasha adopted enough children to form an orphanage.”

Unable to discern what Imotek was thinking, and oblivious to the treacherous nature of human hearts, the adorable Brownie bluntly revealed Lady Raven's secrets.

"Wow! An orphanage child? That means Ms. Natasha's house must be very big!"

"A skyscraper, or a giant villa? Or even a private island? To be able to rent a shop in the bustling area of ​​Sky Dome City, you really are a hidden rich woman."

Critical hit, true damage, guaranteed hit, special attack, type advantage—Miss Imotek has added every possible damage-boosting attribute to her.

Your house must be very big.

Caught completely off guard, Lady Raven was once again hit with massive damage. Looking at the curious and "innocent" gaze of the white-haired girl in front of her, Natasha could only glare fiercely at Kiana, who was huddled in the corner of the bar, peeking at the group. Her red eyes seemed capable of spitting flames and burning the Herrscher in the corner to ashes.

Knowing why the bar owner was glaring at her so fiercely, Kiana shrank back guiltily... Although the food on the bar smelled tempting, the bar owner's eyes could eat you alive.

"Hahaha...the house...waaaaah...my house—my villa island—!!waaaaah!"

The forced smile suddenly crumbled; an adult can break down so easily. The black dodo bird downed its Long Island Iced Tea in one gulp, then slid off its seat and collapsed onto the floor.

"Oh dear? What's wrong with Ms. Natasha?"

Imotek gave Brownie an "innocent" look.

"Brownie thinks this is the moment an adult breaks down...maybe?"

Chapter 195 Raven has a legal question he wants to ask...

"Oh... let me explain it to you..."

Brownie looked at Raven lying on the floor, about to start rolling around again, and rubbed his temples with a headache as he explained to Imotek in front of him.

“Natasha’s mother did buy a private island a few years ago and built a huge villa on it to provide a place for those children to live and grow up.”

"This plan used up her life savings. Natasha's mother originally planned to work for a few more years to accumulate enough pension funds to support their education and living expenses before retiring... but..."

"but?"

"But the Great Collapse, that's what you call it, right? Miss Valkyrie?"

"Ah...that's right, the global collapse was the culprit behind a large number of secondary collapse disasters and natural disasters."

Imotek nodded.

"The massive tsunami triggered by this disaster... permanently submerged that small island, which had just been completed and all payments settled not long ago..."

Brownie sighed, watching Raven, as expected, start rolling around on the floor, and his head began to ache again.

"Wouldn't this be considered losing both money and people?"

"And if she goes to the insurance company, she'll be refused coverage because the tsunami is considered a force majeure event, leaving her with nowhere to file a claim..."

"Hmm... Your Excellency Valkyrie—does Schicksal offer any compensation or resettlement allowance for situations like this...?"

Brownie ultimately chose to ignore Natasha's increasingly dramatic writhing on the ground and turned to Miss Imotek for help.

"Normally, Destiny will provide resettlement funds and some compensation... but an entire island... let's analyze this case by case—"

"First, let's look at the core of our problem—"

"In 15, Ms. Natasha used her savings to purchase an island as her future residence. The procedures were complete, legal, and valid, and she was protected by law. The island served as her essential housing after going through the application process, and the property was handed over in the middle of 16, with the final payment made."

"However, a few months later, due to the kidnapping of a certain Second Herrscher's original body by Fu to Schicksal, and subsequent forced experiments by a certain bishop, the secondary personality emerged, indirectly destroying the island purchased by Du."

"It is known that Fu is now physically dead; Chong has a case report of schizophrenia recognized by a professional institution; Ao has also requested a mental evaluation, on the grounds that he was harassed by Void Treasury for a long time, which led to his mental disorder."

"Oh, just asking in advance... was the source of funds for the store manager's purchase of the island legal? After all, while owning a small bar in the bustling area of ​​Sky Dome City does demonstrate some of her wealth, it seems far inferior to a private island and a huge villa covering the entire island."

Imotek squinted at the raven lying on the ground, no longer rolling, and perking up its ears to listen to its conversation with Brownie.

"Income... it seems... not so... um... there's a little bit of a gray area, or rather, a dark one...?"

Brownie's expression became somewhat uncertain.

"A little bit?"

"Hmm... a tiny bit."

The hacker girl nodded confidently.

“Ah, that makes things easier—as the main suspect in the kidnapping of Chong, Ao and Fu, as his accomplice, are both unaccountable. Ao, as the Archbishop of Destiny, has the right to exercise self-control and legal immunity, so he cannot be held legally responsible. Fu, as the other has been confirmed dead and removed from the Destiny Valkyrie sequence, is also unaccountable.”

"We can only ask the other party to make compensation out of humanitarian considerations."

"Then there is Mr. Chong, who is also a victim. The direct source of the destruction of the island is an 'unavoidable natural disaster,' but the direct perpetrator is Mr. Chong. However, as the subject of Mr. Ao's illegal human experiments, Mr. Chong developed a second personality and has a case report of schizophrenia recognized by a professional institution."

"Furthermore, the patient was in an unknown and uncontrollable state of illness at the time of the incident, and the main cause of the illness was attributed to Mr. Ao's inhumane and illegal human experiments. Therefore, Mr. Ao is still fully responsible."

"Therefore, it is concluded that Mr. Ao needs to compensate Ms. Natasha for emotional distress, actual property loss, and humanitarian compensation for the large number of orphans adopted by Ms. Natasha, the beneficiary of the island villa."

"But due to extrajudicial immunity, it is impossible to pursue further criminal charges against Mr. O—well...and then let's talk about Ms. Natasha."

"According to the adopted daughter Brownie, the vast majority of the funds used to purchase the villa on the island were illicit income, either gray or black, and were therefore considered unjust enrichment. The villa on the island purchased with her funds was also considered unjust enrichment. Therefore, Mr. Ao only needs to compensate for the portion of his income from operating his legitimate businesses such as bars."

"At the same time... we also need to investigate and collect evidence on the source of the remaining large amount of illegal proceeds in order to pursue Ms. Natasha's potential legal liabilities and disputes."

As the raven listened, it sensed something was increasingly amiss and stealthily approached the door...

"So, Brownie, what is Ms. Natasha's side business, or rather, her real main business? Smuggling? Grave robbing? Or arms dealing?"

"Hmm... they're mercenaries."

Brownie decisively sold off a certain Mr. Du who was already close to the bar's entrance.

"Mercenaries, huh? So you've probably done all of the above? Maybe even murder, terrorist attacks, and stuff like that?"

Imotek nodded, then turned to look at the bar's entrance...

"Valkyrie of Destiny, you will never catch me!!!"

In a flash, Miss Raven vanished, leaving only a large gate standing disheveled in the wind and rain.

"Speaking of general rationality... I'm not the Valkyrie of Destiny right now... Oh well, it seems Brownie, you're the new owner of this bar~ So, where do I pay, little manager?"

Imotek pursed his lips and looked back at Brownie.

"Scan QR code, pay by card, or pay in cash?"

"Swipe your card—"

The gray-haired girl handed him a card, and Imotek casually swiped it, pressing several zeros with his eyes closed to complete the payment.

"Hmm...madam, aren't you giving a bit too much?"

Brownie was stunned when he saw the amount he had received...

"Oh, consider it a donation to those orphaned children. After all, kids are always innocent—well, Brownie, you'll take good care of things, right?"

Imotek tilted his head and looked at the new store manager in front of him.

"Well, don't worry about leaving it to Brownie. Brownie can use legal means to multiply it several times over."

The newly appointed young store manager nodded confidently, turned on her phone and computer, and immediately began operating at lightning speed. Judging from the screen, it appeared to be some kind of stock trading platform...

Chapter 196 The one with gray hair is a raven!

Brownie, who was in charge, seemed to remember something, put an exclamation mark above his head, and made a request to Miss Imotek.

"Also, if possible, could you please bring my adoptive mother, Natasha, back? Wouldn't that be considered abandoning a minor to mind the shop and fleeing to avoid punishment?"