61: A chance encounter at the bar - Part 1 (Bonus chapter)

Two hours later, Jiang Ye was transformed into a Canyon Pianist, furiously typing in the game chat box against a 0/16/3 Yasuo, his fingers clattering across the keyboard as if he wished he could reach through the internet to give that bastard a real-life PK.

Just as he finished editing a highly 'mother-inclusive' 'Genealogy Sorting Guide' and was about to send it, his phone suddenly dinged with a WeChat message from Fang Wei.

Fang Wei: [(Picture) Hahaha, look what your dad is up to? Our manager is treating us, and I gotta say, the Girls in the capital are really something!]

Jiang Ye casually opened the picture and glanced at it.

The photo's background was a dimly lit KTV private room. That bastard Fang Wei had his arm around a Girl in a tank top with meticulous makeup, grinning lecherously, with one hand shamelessly resting on her black-stockinged thigh.

"Damn!"

Jiang Ye looked at the photo, then glanced at his 2/8/5 Garen on the screen and the ongoing barrage of insults in the chat box. A surge of inexplicable anger flared up inside him.

"This unfilial son... Could he really have scored?"

He typed furiously, his fingers flying, and quickly produced another meticulously argued, logically sound, five-hundred-word 'Paternity Test Report.'

The core idea was just one sentence: I'm your real dad!

But just as his finger was about to hit send, Jiang Ye suddenly froze, his movement coming to an abrupt halt.

Wait... damn! Right!

Have I been overthinking this?

That damn 'gentleman mission' only requires collecting something a goddess has worn—it doesn't necessarily have to lead to anything happening!

How hard could that be?

Just find a bar packed with beautiful Girls, spot one with a decent charm score, strike up a conversation, spend some money to buy a small item like a hair tie or hairpin from her, and it's done!

If one bar doesn't work, try another! With so many nightspots in the Shengtian, surely I can find a few beauties scoring above 85?

If that fails, just go to a higher-end commercial KTV, ask to 'switch batches,' and keep switching until I see a pretty one, right?

With money paving the way, forget hair ties—I could buy her entire outfit, from head to toe, inside and out!

Jiang Ye slapped his forehead in frustration, instantly feeling that getting angry at stupid teammates in the game was a complete waste of life.

He couldn't be bothered to reply to Fang Wei's bragging. Instead, he opened TikTok and quickly searched for bars in the Shengtian with good reputations and high concentrations of beautiful Girls.

Soon, he locked onto his target—PP Club.

Online reviews said this bar had recently been renovated, had a nice atmosphere, attracted a lot of young people, and most importantly, it implemented a 'Face Card Free Entry' policy: handsome guys and beautiful Girls could enter for free, with the Girls even getting complimentary drinks.

Although this rule was a bit questionable, it also indicated that the attractiveness level here should be reliable.

He checked the time: exactly 8 PM, just when nightlife was starting to heat up.

Jiang Ye didn't bother dressing up. He changed into clean clothes, went out, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to PP Club.

Over twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in a neon-lit street. A wave of 'nightclub atmosphere'—a mix of perfume, cigarette smoke, and faint drumbeats—hit him.

PP Club's entrance was designed with a modern feel, with dazzling LED light strips outlining a sleek contour.

A line had already formed at the door, split into two queues: one for regular ticket purchases and the other for the legendary 'Face Card Channel,' where a few stylish, discerning staff members were quickly screening the attractiveness of those in line.

Jiang Ye was self-aware. He was just average-looking, so there was no need to try his luck there. He obediently walked to the regular queue, paid 40 yuan for a ticket, lifted the heavy soundproof curtain, and went inside.

As soon as he entered, deafening electronic music enveloped him, with powerful bass making his heart pound wildly.

The bar was larger than he expected, decorated in an industrial style mixed with futuristic elements. The lighting was cleverly designed, with both dim areas to create atmosphere and colorful spotlights focused on the dance floor.

The air was filled with a unique scent blending alcohol, perfume, and youthful hormones.

On the dance floor, men and women swayed freely to the rhythm, while the booth areas were mostly groups of three to five, drinking, playing dice, shouting drinking games, and fooling around, with plenty of groping scenes in sight.

Jiang Ye found a small round table near the dance floor, ordered a bottle of Budweiser, leaned against the table edge, sipping through a straw while scanning the entire place like radar.

Today's goal was very clear: collect goddess fragments, not pick up Girls, and definitely not show off.

It had to be said that in a place like a bar, dim, flickering lights and meticulous makeup were indeed amplifiers for beauty.

Looking around, many Girls had quite impressive looks and figures, especially those on the dance floor releasing their energy freely—each seemed to have both great figures and looks, quite a sight for sore eyes.

His gaze quickly swept over faces that were either delicate or heavily made-up, mentally scoring them.

"This one's makeup is too heavy; she'd probably be unrecognizable without it, 65 at most..."

"Wow, that one has nice legs and a good face shape, but the lighting's too dark to see details clearly, maybe low 80s?"

"Holy... damn! So big! That's too... oh, it's a guy..."

As he was assessing them one by one, an energetic tune and a high-pitched shout suddenly came from the DJ booth in the distance:

"VIP 6! Young Master Wang! One set of the shenlong set! Thank you for Young Master Wang's generous support! Wishing Young Master Wang a fun night and boundless energy!"

Instantly, everyone's attention was drawn over.

A row of waitresses in sexy Bunny Girl outfits, with hot figures, lined up, each holding a golden-glittering ace of spades champagne bottle. Amidst streamers and dry ice smoke, they strutted catwalk-style, full of charm, toward a massive VIP booth.

In the center of the booth, a man in his thirties, wearing a floral shirt, stood up proudly, accepting flattery and envious glances from those around him.

Many Girls at the regular tables and booths stared wide-eyed, whispering with full of longing.

As for the guys, most shot looks mixed with envy, jealousy, and 'what a show-off' disdain.

Jiang Ye watched the spectacle and clicked his tongue.

This shenlong set must cost ten to twenty thousand, right? Damn, that's rich.

Once I make Yao Yao the Number One Sister on TikTok, I'll have to pull off something like this—no, ten times this! Pack up all the Bunny Girls and take them away!

He had just turned his attention back, planning to continue searching for targets, when he heard a woman's voice, suppressed with anger, coming from the aisle nearby:

"Zhang Wenhai! How many times have I told you to stop following me!"