144 Light Sporelok Gnar 4yr

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At the City of Light Pub.
As the main entertainment hub for players who had nothing better to do, the pub's ownership was now taken over by players.
Although no one knew who was the owner of this pub, it was evident that he had quite a bit of experience manning such kind of businesses. The facilities in the pub included a performance stage and a bar counter. Cheap Elvish female slaves dressed up in cute rabbit suits were employed as the pub's attendees, and they served wine to the customers while showing off their good figures, letting the customers enjoyed this enticing view.
The Dwarf NPC boss who was just 80cm high was listening to a customer's suggestion, his face full of resignation. Even if the customer's saliva was spitting everywhere due to his intense speech, he did not relent in and kept repeating, "Mister, this is really not something I can decide on my own."
"But you're an NPC, why can't you make the decision? Listen, what I said here is for your own good!" A fatso who