Wang Chen drained the glass of azure liquor flecked with tiny points of red light in a single gulp.
Starry Sky Flame was Old Sailor Bar's signature cocktail. It was said to be blended from five kinds of hard liquor and infused with extracted essence from mutated creatures, creating an exceptionally unique flavor.
Some people liked to savor this cocktail slowly, but Wang Chen preferred to knock it back in one go.
The liquor slid down his throat, stinging his mucous membranes. Its sharp, bracing heat plunged straight into his stomach before spreading out in a cozy warmth.
Mixed within it were faint threads of life energy.
Wang Chen let out a long breath and asked the bartender for another glass.
The white-haired bar owner glanced at Wang Chen. "Young man, you've already had three glasses."
On Wang Chen's previous visits to Old Sailor Bar, he had drunk no more than three glasses.
Starry Sky Flame was extremely potent. An ordinary person would collapse after one glass, and three was already an excessive amount.
"I know."
Wang Chen smiled. "One last glass."
The bar owner silently mixed him another, then said, "This one's on me."
"Thank you."
Wang Chen raised his glass, ready to drink.
Suddenly, his personal terminal jolted violently several times, and a holographic screen automatically popped up before him.
The text displayed on it was a glaring crimson!
What Wang Chen had received was a B-class alert and summons, ordering him to immediately head to Airport D72 Zone and board a ship for an emergency rescue mission.
Several Black Flag Squad members who had come with Wang Chen received the same message.
They looked at one another, then sprang up as one and rushed out of the bar at top speed.
Wang Chen had not expected his