Tavern.

Zhao Futu just sat inside for a while, and then couldn't help but come out.

He's not a person who likes to be busy, and the environment inside the tavern is too noisy. Moreover, those mercenaries and adventurers who don't know where they will die tomorrow are here to vent their emotions completely, and there are countless cases in the tavern where the verbal conflict eventually escalates into a physical collision, but in a moment they are all thrown out into the street by the vigilante paladins.

One person can be a little crazy when he doesn't know what tomorrow will be, and at night the most of the people in Rog's camp are the vigilantes, with a paladin leading a team of guards around the camp to avoid suppressing the crazy people from doing something unforgivable. In fact, Zhao Futu can see from the number of security teams in the Rogue camp that there are quite a lot of crimes here.

There was an oppressive atmosphere throughout the Rog camp, with 100,000 people housed in tents, including many old and weak women, and if there was no enough deterrence, God knows what would happen to those who were in despair in their hearts. The blind nuns went to the refugee camp almost every day to appease the people, and if necessary, to cast some soothing spells.

If the only difference is there!

Then these paladins with expressionless faces and calm faces to maintain law and order, they should be the most special group of people in the camp.

Because paladins are powered by faith, and the aura they wield requires a strong will and heart, they are also the least disturbed by this oppressive aura of despair. Moreover, as the main combat force in Rog's camp, the paladins are also the hope of human revival, and they must be strict with themselves no matter what, because they are equivalent to a banner!

"Strictly speaking, Diablo's plane is in a near-apocalyptic context, right?"

Zhao Futu looked at the noisy tavern over there, and then walked towards the quiet place on the other side of the camp, behind which there were a continuous lodging area, all of which were set up tents. However, the location is relatively small, and the drunken mercenaries lie here at night, snoring loudly, and if you are still very clear-headed, I am afraid that you may not be able to sleep all night.

You can't expect to find a comfortable and quiet hotel in the Diablo plane.

The roadside in the camp is full of muddy roads, once it rains, it is muddy, everything in this newly built camp is very simple, Zhao Futu walked around a little and found that he had nowhere to go.

But.

It was at this time that he smelled the aroma of roasted meat.

With a hint of curiosity in his heart, Zhao Futu followed the taste to the back of a tent, where there was an open field, a simple barbecue grill was placed there, and the barbecue was a young man with a loose demeanor, the older he was twenty-four or five years old, the more striking was that he was dressed in white, but he was not afraid to sit on the ground at all.

He was holding a brush in his hand, dipping it in soy sauce and concentrating on grilling meat, picking up some spice powder from time to time and sprinkling it, and suddenly a smell of barbecue meat permeated.

Cumin?

Zhao Futu couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face, and secretly said in his heart: "It's a contractor!" ”

The other person's expression is very serious, as if he is doing something very meaningful. It wasn't until Zhao Futu walked in front of him that he raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, looked at Zhao Futu in front of him, and saw that the other party's eyes fell on his barbecue, so he couldn't help but show a smile and said, "It's very fragrant, right?" ”

Zhao Futu nodded lightly and replied, "It's really fragrant." ”

When the man had finished speaking, he continued to concentrate on roasting the meat, the spices he used were very special, and the more he went to the back, the more intense the aroma of the roasted meat became.

It wasn't until the whole piece of barbecue became golden and crispy, making people look salivating, that he clapped his hands with satisfaction, took it off with a smile on his face, he raised his head to look at Zhao Futu, who was still standing there, and said loudly: "Alone? ”

"Alone." Zhao Futu felt that the contractor in front of him was very interesting, and it was really surprising that there was such a leisurely barbecue in the plot plane.

The man turned to look behind him, as if looking for something, and continued, "Then let's sit down and eat together." ”

"My craft isn't for fun."

Zhao Futu hesitated slightly, and then sat down, he felt that the person in front of him was very special, maybe he could try to contact it.

The knife flashed.

Zhao Futu only saw a flash of white light, and then the piece of barbecue was split in two, and the opponent's hand was already empty, and he couldn't even see when the person in front of him took out the knife, and when he took the knife back. This made his eyes unrelentingly shocked for a moment, and then disappeared quickly, and those who could enter the Diablo plane were all mid- and high-level contractors, and their military ranks were basically at the rank of captain, and their strength was naturally not too weak.

"Taste it." The man smiled and handed over the barbecue, and then said, "I'll call you chef, you can call me cook." ”

Zhao Futu stretched out his hand to take the barbecue and replied, "Sword Forger." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the man raised his head and asked, "Have you strengthened your forging ability?" ”

"Not yet." Zhao Futu shook his head, and continued: "But there is such an idea. ”

The man nodded, not speaking, but concentrating on the barbecue in front of him, and after a while, he raised his head and said as if with emotion: "There are really fewer and fewer lone wanderers like us now. ”

Futu took a bite, the meat was fatty but not greasy, and the taste was really special.

He ate most of the barbecue before he said, "What kind of meat is this?" It tastes good! ”

"Devil's meat."

When the man heard this, he raised his head and had a playful expression on his face.

Zhao Futu's face stiffened when he heard this, and then he put the barbecue meat in his mouth as if nothing happened, chewing it one bite at a time, but he didn't speak anymore.

Seeing Zhao Futu's appearance, the expression on that person's face was a little scornful.

He chuckled and explained, "Actually, it's the meat of a hard-haired mouse, and the meat of the Sinking Demon is not tasty, it's a little sour. ”

Zhao Futu raised his head when he heard this, and asked, "Have you eaten it?" ”

"Of course!" The man nodded, with a casual expression on his face, and said, "You should have just come to this plot plane, right?" ”

Zhao Futu nodded and did not speak.

The cook smiled at him and said casually, "When I first came to this plane, Rog's camp had just been built, and there were wandering demons outside, and many Rog and humans were killed. ”

"When we went out, the most common thing was a group of Fallen Demons surrounding a cauldron, surrounded by stakes nailed to death by some Roggs, their clothes were ripped off, their bodies hung on sharp wooden stakes to dry, there were pieces of meat on the ground that had been cut into several pieces, and the Sinking Demon wizards stood in front of the cauldron and instructed the Sinking Demon to put the pieces of meat into the pot and cook!"

Speaking of this, the man's face showed a hint of playfulness again, and he raised his head to look at Zhao Futu and said, "That scene is really shocking!" ”

Zhao Futu didn't speak, just concentrated on dealing with the barbecue in his hand.

"Tigers eat people, and people eat tigers."

The cook shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "If demons can eat people, why can't people eat demons?" ”

Speaking of this, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he whispered to Zhao Futu: "Do you know where the food in the Luo Ge camp came from? ”

The expression on Zhao Futu's face was instantly solemn, and then he said in a deep voice: "Wasn't it transported from a desert city in the east?" ”

"Cut!"

"With this level's production level, how many things can be transported through the demonic blockade?" The cook showed a hint of sarcasm, and continued: "All the clean food has been provided to the upper echelons of the camp, where can ordinary refugees eat those things. ”

"And what do they eat?" Zhao Futu glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

The cook laughed and said, "Devil's meat." ”

"They secretly made minced demon meat and mixed it with wild vegetables and weeds for the refugees to eat, anyway, as long as they didn't starve to death."

"There are nearly 100,000 people in the camp of Roge, and if all of them depend on food brought from the east, I am afraid that at least half of them will starve to death! Those paladins go out in droves every day and come back with a whole bunch of demon corpses before dark, you probably haven't seen those straw cakes for refugees, right? It's food mixed with demon meat! ”

Zhao Futu shook his head and said, "That's not right! ”

"The demon's body has polluted energy, and if ordinary people eat it, I'm afraid they will become degenerates!"

The cook had a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "What's so difficult! You just need to purify the polluted breath on it. There are quite a few nuns in Rog's camp, and it's so easy for them to do this kind of thing! ”

Zhao Futu showed a look of disbelief on his face, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

"That's right."

The cook smiled and had a very playful expression, and said softly: "The person presiding over this matter is the blind senior nun Ankara, who is also the leader of the Rog camp!" ”

Zhao Futu opened his mouth, then closed it again, and did not speak again.

After a long time.

He looked at the person in front of him with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you telling me this? ”

The cook was also silent for a moment, and then said, "Do you know who first came up with this matter?" ”

Zhao Futu shook his head gently.

The cook smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and said slowly, "It's me!" ”