Mo Ran and the other eleven people were divided into three tables, and after a while, all kinds of precious cooking ingredients and some high-priced drinks filled the table.

Mo Ran looked at the ordinary dragon liver and phoenix marrow on the table, as well as the ingredients on some rare divine beasts, and couldn't help but sigh: Made, these intelligent creatures have been reduced to the point of ingredients, which is really pitiful.

These things don't actually need to kill these divine beasts, anyway, there are gods who cultivate various laws, and mutilated limbs are really not a big injury, and they recover very quickly.

These mythical beasts are kept in captivity, or voluntarily give some limbs in exchange for payment, in fact, compared to robbers, life is a little better, although a little living and suffering, but there is no danger to life. And it's just a pain, and there are gods who practice the rules of life and the laws of light to help them recover. This is a better way for those low-level divine beasts to not want to be hunted by others.

Mo Ran had no interest in the dragon liver and phoenix marrow, so he directly picked up the thigh of an unknown divine beast and gnawed it.

"It's delicious, it's still so enjoyable! Feel free to do so, don't look at me like that. Mo Ran puffed out his mouth, and when he saw that others were looking at him, he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Is this still Dzogchen? Rafal and others were dumbfounded, what about the image? A great consummation, what a noble identity, is actually like those unpopular bandits in the material plane, holding the thighs of the divine beasts and chewing with a mouthful. Not surprisingly, the people in the entire hotel watched Mo Ran eat alone.

Damn, eating meat and drinking wine is the most enjoyable! Since Lao Tzu came to the underworld, he hasn't eaten happily, what's wrong with being presumptuous occasionally? Mo Ran watched everyone pay attention to him, and muttered unconvinced.

"Well, your lord is right. Let's eat well, hehe, hehehe. Rafal laughed dryly.

Rafal was also muttering in his heart, Mo Ran was gentle and polite all the way, and was frightened by the previous image of Mo Ran, I really didn't expect Mo Ran to have such a side, seeing this embarrassing scene, he hurriedly played a round.

"Haha, that's interesting. I have cultivated over the years, and some of the ordinary things are difficult to cause mental fluctuations. After a long time, I really want to become a wooden man. Occasionally change the way of expression, you can also adjust it. It's just that it can be called a neuropathy. Mo Ran thought to himself while holding his thighs and gnawing wildly.

If the other people in the hotel hadn't seen him throw out a million dark stones before, they would have already slapped their faces with all kinds of ridicule, although it was not necessary for anyone to beat whom, but they were complaining frantically in their hearts: nouveau riche, turtles, vulgar, and the same high-ranking gods, it was simply too embarrassing.

For a while, Mo Ran had an illusion, as if everyone here was squinting at him, so he almost walked in front of him and raised his head to give himself a king's contempt.

This girl despises me!

The cultures of the two worlds are different, and the way of doing things is also different, which makes Mo Ran a strange existence. When people here look at Mo Ran, they always feel that this guy is acting strangely, and his brain has been kicked by something, which has led to him becoming like this.

You said that you are a big tyrant, and you are so "bold" when you eat.

Mo Ran saw the expressions of these people, smiled and ignored them. If you feel weird, don't blame others. You can't let these guys despise themselves, just him.

The meal ended in this eerie atmosphere.

"If you guys are okay for the past ten days, you can move around freely. You can do whatever you want, you don't have to follow me. Mo Ran wiped his mouth and said to a few people.

"My lord, a few of us really have something to do, and we may be leaving. Fortunately, we have already sent the adults to the Netherworld Mountain, and after ten days, the adults can go up the mountain. Rafal Dao.

"Oh? That's fine. If you have something to do, I'm not that particular about it here. When the time comes, I will go up the mountain myself, and by the way, I will take a look at this Netherworld Mountain, which is known as the highest mountain in the underworld. Mo Ran nodded and said with a smile.

"Then we'll leave first, take care."

"Hmm."

……

"Boss, you see that my companions are gone, can you refund me the room money?" Mo Ran lay on the counter and asked the green-robed woman to return the money.

"No return, no return to any room that has been set." The green-robed woman replied expressionlessly.

"Don't be like this, 500,000 Immortal Stones, just me, live for ten days. Am I not going to die? It's okay to retreat less, and the rest of the right should be compensated to you, okay? Mo Ran said with a bitter face.

Woman in green robe: "......"

"Well, if you don't retreat, you won't retreat. But I can't be given a room anymore. Mo Ran is not "willing" to say.

"Rest assured, this guest will not happen." A pretty red-haired girl walked in from outside.

"Oh~ Who are you? What you say works? Mo Ran turned his head to look at the visitor.

"Hehe, I'm the owner of this shop, do you say my words work?" The pretty red-haired woman laughed.

"That's good, that's good. At the very least, the 500,000 Immortal Stones are not considered to be in vain, even if they are, they will listen to it by themselves. Mo Ran patted his chest and said.

"Huh." The pretty red-haired woman looked at Mo Ran with a strange gaze, chuckled, didn't speak, and then walked upstairs.

Mo Ran looked at this shadow, and shouted wildly in his heart: The Lord of Death, the doppelganger of the water god who dominates.

I didn't expect that when I was bored, I pulled the green-robed woman to chat, let's just chat. I happened to run into the god clone of the Lord of Death.

looks pretty good, Mo Ran commented in his heart.

Mo Ran looked at the disappearing back of the Dominating God clone, shook his head, and no longer entangled the question of the 500,000 Immortal Stones with the green-robed woman. It's just 500,000 Immortal Stones, if it weren't really boring, and if you wanted to find a topic to chat with someone, you would have forgotten it a long time ago.

Turning back to his room, Kazuo lay on the bed, thinking about the way forward.

……

In the past ten days, Mo Ran stayed in the hotel every day, occupying a table alone for a whole day. Of course, it is impossible to have less money, every time the time comes, the green-robed woman has to collect the debt, Mo Ran took the opportunity to tease a few words, and then chatted and farted with the people in the hotel, and lived a very happy life.

It would be nice if there were fewer people who were cold and fried at a point. Every time he meets this kind of person, Mo Ran feels very annoying, drinking is beautiful, there are always people who pretend to be strong, and the tables and chairs in the hotel are scattered, which affects the mood very well.

Fortunately, the green-robed woman stopped it in time, and Mo Ran endured it and didn't make a move. Otherwise, Mo Ran will definitely let these people learn a big lesson, Mo Ran doesn't want to kill people, but there are many ways to torture people.