Devil Chef Zenana will always force himself to devote himself to the cooking work, and dare not be sloppy.

Because he knew that if he was careless, the prisoners in the prison could die by hundreds, if not thousands. In that case, he would not only have to face the warden's wrath, but even the cold gaze of the lord of the castle.

That kind of consequence was not something he, a mid-level devil, could afford. Every time he thought about it, Zenana's body trembled uncontrollably.

But the follow-up waiting process of boiling soup is really boring, and he can't help but wander away from the world at this time.

Now that the number of souls going to hell is getting scarcer, the devil chef sighs worriedly. But in Zenana's memory, he had heard of a time that was even more difficult than it was now.

During that time, the number of souls was simply outrageous, and the demon army not only firmly occupied the entire layer of hell, but also surrounded the steel city in front of them.

At that time, Dees City had not yet expanded to the extent it is now, but it was majestic enough. The Devil's Legion defended the city, resisting an army of demons countless times outnumbered them, and the battle was staged almost every day.

Zenana vaguely remembered that the time of the biological tube of the main matter plane was called the Sixth Age. At that time, the race that dominated the entire plane was called the elves. Because of this biological nature, the number of soul depravity is very small. If the race that is the master of the plane is such a deplorable situation, then no matter how many depraved races the other races are, they will not be able to make up for the gap.

Later, Zenana heard that the Lord of the Nine Prisons had spent a long time in tens of thousands, planned countless conspiracies, and used many means openly and secretly to crush the extremely powerful Elven Dynasty at that time and help the current human race succeed in ascending to the throne.

After that, it was quite a good time, the number of souls increased dramatically, the undisciplined demon army was pushed back to the first level, and the demon legions even counterattacked the demon's lair countless times.

The devils, who have no worries, are more like making a beautiful work of art when they tempt the soul to fall, and they will "carefully select" a soul that can even last for the person's entire life. Because the devils have plenty of time to squander, and even if they do nothing, the number of souls that go into hell is enough to use.

Later, the entire main material plane was unified by a human state called the Magic Empire. After this, a human mage in the Magic Empire visited Hell and found the deepest Lord of the Nine Hells. I heard that the two had been talking for a long time, and not long after the human mage left, a battle broke out between humans and gods.

Zenana didn't know how deeply the devil was involved in that war that was many times more tragic than the battle between hell and the abyss. But rumor has it that during that conversation, the Lord of the Nine Prisons told the human mage a secret. The content of that secret is said to be a time period, a time period in the eternal period.

At that time, species in the multiverse were still extremely scarce, and the first gods were still being conceived and had not yet been born. Rumor has it that the human mage seems to have told the Lord of the Nine Hells that if you have witnessed the birth of the gods, you can find a way to defeat them easily.

"The gods are indeed extremely powerful, but they are actually much weaker than they imagined. Rumor has it that the human mage said, "The gods are like Rupert's tears, and although they look quite hard, if you pinch their tails and use a little more force, they will burst and shatter." ”

Zenana didn't know what Rupert's Tears was, or if the human mage had succeeded in finding the god's weakness, but at least humanity had won the war.

Did the human mage really witness the birth of the gods? Because no creature could live so long, not even the devil and demons existed then.

How did he do that? Zenana was puzzled.

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"How did you do that?" asked the Chef Standing by the cauldron, stunned, "Why do you cook almost the same pig food every time...... No, I mean, the soup is very different, both in terms of color and taste?"

The devil chef came back to his senses and looked at the needle prick demon who interrupted his "thinking" with great dissatisfaction, "Why are you asking so much?

"No, I'm not interested in your position at all, I'm just a little curious about what you've made. The acupuncture demon said lightly.

"Not interested in my position? Hmph, with the IQ of a goblin, they wouldn't believe your. Keep your curiosity under control, or it will hurt you one day!" The Devil Chef frowned and said, "The soup is ready, go and send it to the prisoners, don't let me see you being lazy, or ......"

"Yes, Lord Zenana. "The needle stabbing demon Serdel is finally a little more well-behaved under the threat.

Many demons worked together, and the chains the thickness of an arm slid and slid slowly, and the cauldron slowly tilted under the drag of the chains, and the dark green soup slowly flowed down the slope into another cylindrical iron bucket.

An iron bucket full of soup was put on a trailer, followed by another with a lot of barbecue. After the food was ready, Seldel pushed the trailer hard and slammed open the kitchen door.

Along the way, he would always mumble to himself, which was a process of reinforcing his memory.

Seldel knew that he was different, when he woke up as an inferior demon, the people around him were like fools without a mind, but he had a complete and sound mind, and he also clearly remembered the dreamlike life of the past, which made him easily stand out from the mass of inferior demons, and through the promotion ceremony, he became a higher-level needle demon.

However, after being promoted, Seell found that those memories of the past were becoming more and more shattered, and many things could not be remembered no matter how hard he tried, which made him faintly afraid of the promotion ceremony that could become powerful.

It's no wonder that some devils think that the promotion ceremony is actually to destroy the original self and create a new devil who inherits his memory. And this inheritance is not a complete copy, many devils will have a big change in personality after promotion, and they will be judged like two people before. But the devils don't care about it.

Because of this, Seelel didn't want to be promoted at all. If the other devils knew about Seldel's thoughts, they would definitely be speechless in surprise, but he did think so, and he was worried that he would become no different from the other devils as he continued to rise.

A bowl of dark green soup with a half-cooked, half-charred roast is the standard quota for every prisoner. However, when Seldel pushed the cart to Compartment 101, he gave one of the prisoners two bowls of soup and three large pieces of roasted meat.

"Thank you. The human prisoner said in a broken purgatory language, with a strange creature like a purgator-rat lying on his head.

"You're welcome. Seldel replied in standard lingua franca, "As I said, it's just an investment for me." I hope that one day, when I need you, you will help me in return. ”

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