Zongman: Daily draw

As the night deepened, the streets of Orario became even more bustling.

In the downtown area, this area is famous for having many night owls, and even the gods living in Orario often come to join in the fun.

But Link now ignored the noisy situation around him. He followed Hermes, turned a corner on South Street, and entered a small alley.

Keep moving forward along the dark path, going deeper into the alley between the walls of the houses on both sides.

Until today, Link had no idea that in addition to the specific gate entrance, there was actually a path like this to enter Night Street.

It seems that this guy Hermes is not here for the first time.

He seems to be very familiar with this, he must be an old client.

Link followed from a distance, and in his heart he kept wishing Hermes a bad night.

When he tells this to Yasifei, he will definitely suffer the consequences.

Then, the dark path ahead began to open up, and the full view of Night Street appeared before Link's eyes.

"Wow, it's really lively here at night."

Link scanned the street illuminated by the pink magic stone lamps with a gaze full of academic inquiry, and then found that the entire street was full of female fairies draining sperm.

"By the way, where is the base of the Ishtar Familia?"

Link had only been here once before, and he just wandered around the periphery. These should only be part of the Istar clan's industry, and the real clan base should be even deeper.

Link looked around.

It was not until he saw a very tall and protruding tower-shaped building that he realized that it was the largest building on Fengyue Street.

That should be it!

Link followed Hermes around and around until they came to a busy place that seemed like a festival was being held.

It is surrounded by Far Eastern style buildings.

The surrounding walls and gates are painted vermilion, perhaps to add interest and create an ambiguous atmosphere.

In front of the gate, Far Eastern-style buildings filled both sides of the road.

They were wooden houses with red pillars and red walls. Each one was more than three stories high and the bright vermilion color was extremely gorgeous.

In the center or along the side of the wide road, there are cherry blossom trees found in the underground city.

This maze tree from the dungeon blooms beautifully regardless of the season, scattering cherry-red petals on the stone floor.

"Have you come to the playground?"

If Link remembered correctly, this recreational area seemed to be the place where the colored fox, Haruhime, in the original work, did daily activities. This generation was also the territory of the Ishtar clan.

According to his luck, Link thought it shouldn't be difficult to find a fox...

It would be even better if I could have sex with her.

But considering that the lecherous fox Haruhime is the kind of slut who would faint at the mere sight of a man's collarbone...

It might be difficult to have sex with her.

It’s better to try to improve her favorability first, and then see if she is a virgin. If she is, then seduce her away later.

This is called preparing for a rainy day.

Slowly, Link followed his feeling and came to the largest building in the park.

On the first floor of the vermilion brothel, in a large grid-shaped room facing the avenue, many prostitutes were lined up side by side.

The group of women dressed in kimonos were smiling and calling out to the passers-by on the street to attract customers.

A group of men stopped in front of the store, perhaps selecting a woman they liked. After chatting with the prostitute through the wooden lattice window for a few words, they walked into the store.

When Link's eyes swept over the prostitutes of various races waiting for customers through the wooden lattice windows, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Link didn't feel any hostility, so he didn't take any action at the first moment, but turned his head calmly.

The person who patted him on the shoulder was Hermes, who had followed him all the way.

I was distracted for a moment, paying attention only to those prostitutes who were wearing revealing clothes, and I didn't realize that Hermes had noticed me following him all the way.

"Hey! Link, didn't you find a girl you like? I'm so lucky to meet you in a place like this. It seems we are of the same kind!"

Hermes said with a smile, emphasizing the word "fellow travelers".

Hermes... no, all the gods should be extremely interested in this adventurer with the "Hero's Weapon" in front of him.

"God Hermes... I wanted to follow you here to ask you why you were planning to give Yasfei a day off so that you could go out on a date with me... Do you believe me? I'll tell Yasfei tomorrow that you came to Night Street tonight."

"Ah this..."

Hermes scratched his head. "I really forgot about this. Well! Don't be so heartless! Don't tell Yasfei about this, or I'll get beaten again! Here, I'll give you a bottle of this as hush money!"

Hermes pulled a bottle of pink potion from his bag and pressed it into Link's hand.

"This is..."

"This is the best 'energy potion'. Drink one bottle and you can fight all night long!"

Viagra? !

"First time using it?"

Hermes showed a dirty expression: "Well, seeing that you are so nervous and looking around, is this your first time in Fengyue Street? You are also at this age, why don't you let me take you inside to have a look? The inside is more exciting than the outside area~~"

As Hermes spoke, he lowered the brim of his hat slightly to cover his face, then gave a meaningful smile, revealing his gentlemanly nature.

And he was not just good at making connections. He directly called Link his little brother, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.

"How about it? I'll take you to see the new world tonight. Don't be so unfamiliar. After all, I'm a 'God'. You know."

Seeing that Link seemed to be thinking, Hermes struck while the iron was hot and continued to persuade him.

Pointing out his identity as a 'god' was not for any other reason, but just to make Link think that gods are a group of creatures who act out of interest.

Having fun in the netherworld is their spiritual food for survival.

On the surface, it's that simple.

As for the real purpose.

Only Hermes himself knows the answer.

"Okay, I also want to take a closer look inside, so it would be better if someone can lead the way."

"Hey! Let's go!"

Hermes strode into the brothel with Link.

The interior of the brothel is the same as its exterior, completely decorated in the Far East style.

The entire building is made up of several adjacent houses connected together, with open paper partitions and floors made of high-quality logs forming the entire base.

The spacious corridor is surrounded by paper sliding doors with various floral patterns.

The boards dividing the rooms were lined up in a row, and the noise of the banquet could be heard from inside. In order to create an ambiguous atmosphere, the beams, railings, and most of the decorations were all bright red.

101. There is no money in the bag, and the gods shed tears

As a frequent visitor here, Hermes took Link around and around, and soon passed through the complex vestibule area and stepped into the inner pavilion.

Walking along the corridor, you can see the elegant atrium, which is decorated with a clear pond and home to glowing fireflies. The fireflies are dancing gracefully, and the bamboo in the middle of the pond that stores water "startles the deer", which makes a crisp sound from time to time.

After arriving at the largest and most remote building inside, Hermes faced the Amazon women guarding the door of the building with his usual gentlemanly smile on his face.

However, he had no intention of taking another step forward. He raised his elbow and touched Link's shoulder beside him, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Hurry, Link, it's your turn now~"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

For a moment, Link was confused.

Who just said that he wanted to take him to see the new world?

How come you wilted before you even entered the door?

"Ahem, little brother Link...you need to pay to visit Fengyue Street, you understand what I mean, right? Similarly, you also need to pay to enter the interior of the highest-level building, do you understand what I mean?"

Hermiston coughed twice awkwardly.

In fact, the reason why he took the initiative to find Link today, besides being very interested in Link, there was another reason.

That's because he didn't bring any money...

To be precise, I was forced not to bring any money.

Before going out in the evening, Hermes remembered that he had put the money and energy pills in his bag.

But when he arrived at Fengyue Street, he found that the money in his bag was missing!

As expected, Yasifei secretly took out the money separately in order to thwart his desire to go shopping in the red-light district.

So much so that Hermes was ready to give up.

But when he turned around and was about to go back, he saw Link behind him.

This gives Hermes hope again!

"Oh...you didn't bring any money?"

Link stared at Hermes with a look that said 'there's something wrong with your mother', which put a lot of pressure on this self-proclaimed gentleman.

After all, he is a god, but he went to a prostitute without bringing any money and even thought about getting her for free?

Are you polite?

"I'm sorry, little Link! Just this once! Just this once, okay? This is a once-in-a-lifetime request of mine! I'll definitely make it up to you if we come again in the future!"

Hermes lowered his head, clasped his hands together and bent slightly, his tone sincere and pleading.

Once again, Link realized the unreliability of the gods in this world.

The ancients said that one would not bow down for a bowl of rice.

As a god, you actually bent down and begged for the right to have sex with a prostitute.

A once-in-a-lifetime request here seems too cheap.

Although his mind was filled with thoughts, Link still sighed, pulled out a bag of coins from his pocket, and handed it to Hermes.

"You go and negotiate, and remember to return the remaining money to me."

"Oh! Leave it to me!"

After each of them paid 20,000 faris for an entrance ticket, Link and Hermes entered this most luxurious annex.

It is more expensive than the ones outside. I remember that I only spent 10,000 Faris...

The entrance fee here alone is 20,000, and I don’t know if there will be any other fees.

"Link, the women here usually don't go out to entertain guests, right? Although they go out to stay in the compartment outside for a while at a fixed time every day, at night, they stay in here waiting for high-class guests to come."

After entering the annex, Hermes smiled again and began to explain to Link, who was visiting such a place for the first time.

"Brother Link, you see this villa has five floors, right? Generally speaking, prostitutes who are more looking forward to being favored by customers will stay on the first floor. In order to make money, the first floor is also the most popular place."

"Then there's the second floor. Because they can't get a spot on the first floor, some prostitutes will settle for second best and wait on the second floor. After all, prostitutes need to fight for customers."

"But in fact, isn't it the same for the guests? You can compare according to this rule, the third and fourth floors are the same."

Hermes talked eloquently. As a frequent visitor and veteran here, he really knew a lot!

"So, according to this rule, which floor are you going to go to today, Brother Link?"

Hermes put his hand on Link's shoulder and asked. Judging from his expression, he probably wanted Link to make the choice.

When the time comes, he will go to the same floors as Link.

Not for any other reason, just because I have no money.

Being on the same floor is not enough, it would be even better if the two of you were in adjacent rooms!

Otherwise, if Hermes woke up the next day and found that Link had abandoned him and ran away, he would be so sad that he would not be able to cry.

If the goddess Istana finds out that he has come here to solicit prostitution, he will definitely die a miserable death.