In Bariff's name, along with several Golden Leaves as compensation, the duty manager easily made concessions to let the two of them enter the underground area that was not open to outsiders.
This was a warehouse area of about five hundred square meters, strewn with a variety of sundries and barrels of liquor, and it looked quite messy, but actually, one could see to the end at a glance; there was nowhere to hide.
"It stinks..." Ailuodi couldn't help but cover her nose.
The smell of fermenting liquor, the decay of wood, the acidic stench of vomit, and even a hint of urine mixed together, intermittently assailed their nostrils, making their brows furrow deeply.
Indeed, staff would come down here to retrieve liquor, but no one was obviously around now. Considering the initial Awakening was two days ago, Kokomoqi had likely already left the place.
"Maybe she reincarnated as a tavern's Attendant?"
