I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 354 Assessment Task 4
Since Yu Muhuai has no related memories, no one else probably does either.

Unless the "traitor" acquired some skill that others don't have through the transaction.

However, at present, Yu Muhuai can draw a conclusion.

The native inhabitants of this world have the memories of these outsiders; their minds contain the corresponding appearances and names.

Just like uploading data, when an outsider comes in, the data will be copied over directly.

Yu Muhuai's mind was racing, but she showed no outward signs of anything amiss.

She frowned, gave a soft snort, and said, "How annoying! I accidentally drank too much, and my head is still a little dizzy."

Jiang Yuhong immediately looked worried. "Dizzy? What about the performance later? Can you still keep going?"

A performance? What kind of performance?
"Sure, it's just a little dizziness, it won't take long. Didn't you need to go to the restroom? Go ahead, I'll wait here for you to come out together."

Jiang Yuhong nodded, turned around, and went into an empty cubicle.

As soon as he saw the other person close the door, Yu Muhuai's face immediately fell.

What kind of performance is this? Why is this happening right from the start? She has no memory of it, what should she do?!
But there's nothing we can do but take it one step at a time.

Fortunately, she used to be a karaoke enthusiast and can sing quite well.

She used to be a dancer and was quite good at dancing.

Although I don't know what kind of performance it is, it can't possibly involve breaking a boulder on one's chest, can it?

Just as Yu Muhuai was envisioning countless possible scenarios in his mind, Jiang Yuhong stepped out.

She touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, then led Yu Muhuai outside.

After leaving the restroom and passing through the lounge, Yu Muhuai arrived at the bar's lobby.

Like all modern bars, this place is dimly lit, bustling with noise and chatter.

Red, blue, and white lights flashed back and forth, casting a mesmerizing glow on people's faces.

The music was so loud that you had to turn up the volume to hear what the other person was saying.

On one side of the bar, against the wall, there is a colorful LED wall with various psychedelic patterns and colors that change.

Just like a music video.

However, there are no human figures on it; they are all two-dimensional graphics, such as lines and blocks.
Below the LED wall is a raised platform where a DJ is spinning records.

When he arrived at the main hall of the bar, Yu Muhuai immediately recognized who the "guests" mentioned in Mission One were.

Because they are too conspicuous.

These are creatures with animal heads and human bodies.

They have animal heads on top, such as lion heads, tiger heads, fox heads, dog heads, and so on.
Below their heads, however, were normal human figures: men in suits, women in dresses, boys in casual clothes, and girls in sports hoodies.

They are called guests because they are all there to patronize the bar.

None of the guests had name tags or anything that indicated their identity.

All the other people who looked normal were staff members, and they all wore name tags. They also had their own specific roles, such as security guards, hostesses, and waiters.
Along the way, Yu Muhuai pretended to be dizzy from drinking too much, so he walked unsteadily and slowly.

Actually, she had been looking at the nameplates on the other people the whole time.

Through observation, she discovered that the range of numbers on the nameplate indicated the person's occupation.

For example, numbers 31-40 are all male and female dancers, and there are ten people in total, including her.

The waiters are numbered 11-30, and there are twenty of them in total.

She cannot be completely certain of the specific range of figures for other job categories at present, and further observation is needed.

However, after walking around for a while, she discovered that the majority of people in the bar were not customers, but hostesses.

Not all guests had companions for drinks, but some guests were surrounded by several. However, Yu Muhuai did not approach them, so he could not see the numbers and names on their name tags.

At this moment, a dance performance on stage was nearing its end.

"Mu Huai, we'll wait here. It will be time to discuss this soon."

Yu Muhuai nodded and followed Jiang Yuhong to the side of the stage.

There's no powerful backing here.

The DJ's platform is in front of the LED wall, and the stage is a little lower down below.

The stage is oval-shaped, with a long corridor extending from the middle all the way to the center of the bar, where there is another, smaller oval-shaped stage.

On the smaller stage, there was a thin iron pillar that reached all the way to the roof, clearly for pole dancing.

Several small stages, each large enough for one person to stand on, are scattered around the corners of the bar. When there are no group performances, dancers will perform here to warm up the crowd.

Yu Muhuai stood below the stage observing the dance performance.

Their dance wasn't complicated.

The performances in bars aren't too difficult; they mainly involve creating an atmosphere and setting the scene.

A lively song and dance, the dance moves are not difficult at all.

Moreover, Yu Muhuai's current dance costume doesn't involve any particularly difficult choreography.

Since she had no relevant memories, she just followed along blindly.

Just as she was waiting, a quarrel suddenly broke out in the distance.

A woman screamed, "Ah! What are you doing! Don't touch me!"

The sound was unusually sharp, but it shouldn't have drowned out the music.

But after she made a move, the music in the entire venue became a little quieter.

All eyes were on her.

Her nameplate showed 93, but her full name was a little hard to read.

The guest sitting next to number 93 was a snake-headed person wearing an ordinary polo shirt.

He was slightly overweight, and if you covered his head, he would look like a very ordinary person.

His head was a completely black snake's head, as thick as an ordinary person's head, with distinct scales that shimmered with an eerie fluorescent green light in the dim light.

Just now, the smuggler tried to hug number 93 and do something intimate.

The guest spat out his scarlet tongue, making a hissing sound, and flicked it across Number 93's face.

Number 93 had been enduring the discomfort, but the other person's tongue meandered downwards, along her neck, through her collar, and continued downwards, wandering all over her body.

His hand was also stroking back and forth on number 93's waist.

Under such actions, Number 93's breathing gradually became rapid. She had originally thought that if she closed her eyes, it wouldn't matter who the other person was.

However, the guests' actions became increasingly inappropriate, and the places they visited became increasingly private.

He must have touched something, because number 93 felt a shiver run through his body.

Finally, No. 93 couldn't take it anymore and pushed the customer away, even reflexively slapping him.

Yu Muhuai heard the crisp sound of the slap from a great distance.

Third update φ(≧ω≦*)

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