Rick stands in front of an abandoned building.

The building was halfway through construction and was halted due to various accidents, and the façade, which was supposed to be magnificent and gorgeous, had no time to be renovated, only the gray of cement, rows of empty window openings like empty eye sockets, and the huge door that was also not fitted with door panels, it looked like a hundred-eyed cement monster lying on the ground and opening its mouth to look at visitors.

On the ground were empty snack bags, wine bottles, and the remnants of candles left behind by young people who came to try their courage. When he stepped inside, the corners of the hall were covered with dust, but the middle path was often trampled on, so it was relatively clean.

He saw a notice on the pillar outside: "Ask for waiters in the field, you need to understand the devil's language, including board and lodging, including **, and the treatment is negotiable." 」

The "inside" obviously refers to the interior of the abandoned building.

Rick knew where it was.

This is the "Kandapir Haunted House", which is notorious in Sarafa, even among the top 1000 demons in the continent, and is also one of the lands ruled by the Staff of Light.

How can someone in such a place recruit field waiters?

When he first saw the list, he felt suspicious, but because the list had a more suspicious characteristic: there were spells on the list, and it required the mage's professional ability to see that there was a list, and the two suspicious things were added up to be positive, and he believed that there must be some kind of truth in the room that could explain all this.

So Rick walked in.

He'd been out on a trip for a while, and though he had been as frugal as possible, he had had had an extra expense that wasn't too small for him, and it tingled his heart. Then the weather was going to get colder, and he couldn't pitch a tent on the street, and the accommodation fee was a big expense. Although he knew many charities that provided boarding because of his wandering, he didn't want to snatch social assistance resources from those who really needed them, so he had the idea of finding a place to work, and that's when he saw this notice.

With the way he was now: cleanly dressed, healthy, and with a non-threatening sunny smile, and a posture that conformed to the norms of a normal person, he should be able to apply for a normal job, but he just walked in - out of curiosity.

The Kandapier Haunted House has the lowest level of danger, and there is no danger other than the courage tester falling and injuring himself, but it is the second most frequent haunting class: if you stay for more than four hours, something will almost certainly happen!

Therefore, there is no control of entry and exit, and it has become a famous place to test your courage.

Rick walked along the clean ground that was often stepped on. It's still daytime, so the frequency of haunting should be a little lower. He staggered up and down the building for about twenty minutes, and nothing happened. He had heard that the ghosts in some places were afraid of mages, and when a mage came, they hid. Even though he wasn't wearing a mage robe, he might still be found to be a mage from some tiny place, such as the medicine pack around his waist.

Rick climbed up into the hallway above. He stood on the edge of the low wall and looked down into the hall through the unglazed iron frame. Then he put his hand to his mouth and shouted, "Excuse me, is anyone here? I'm going to be a waiter!"

Five seconds later, a black fog appeared in the center of the hall, tumbling from the outer layer toward the center.

The fog slowly expanded, and suddenly dissipated, revealing a red, slender-necked, pot-bellied bottle in the otherwise empty place. The bottle was about knee-high, with a slightly curved neck and a bulge like a bone, a sheep's head cap, and a grip like two thin arms.

Xike looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was not a bottle, it was a demon shaped like a bottle.

The demon wore a royal blue cloak and a small bow tied around its neck with a black ribbon. The fat belly protruded from the cloak, and his feet and tail were completely invisible from Syke's angle.

The sheep-headed demon shook his neck and looked up, the long sheep's pupils and Xi Ke's eyes facing each other.

"Ah, isn't this a human?" said the sheep-headed demon in a slightly demonic Ataro language.

"yes. The recruitment announcement didn't say that humans can't do it. Rick nodded.

"Who would be a normal mage to apply for such a strange job?" said the sheep-headed demon with his hands on his hips, staggering around and facing the direction of Xi Ke.

"Hahaha, yes. Rick laughed. He indirectly admitted that he was an abnormal mage.

The sheep-headed demon continued, "So what? Are you starving to death or are you in debt? Lack of job skills or lack of resilience? Demanding that the company have a stronger development than you are, or wishing you could do nothing and get paid? What made you fall into this kind of job?"

"Neither, I'm just curious. 」

"Oh, so you have a lot of money, and when you work, you stand up and say to the boss: 'I'm willing to come to this kind of small company to give you face!' Or does the parent say that if you don't work, you won't share your inheritance, and force you to find a job at least before he hangs up the point to fill the career column of your ID card?"

"Neither. I don't have any money. Rick grinned. This demon speaks so directly, and he likes it.

"So you are just a normal and reasonable job seeker, neither delusional that this job will make you a top manager of the world's top 100 companies until you die, nor do you try to deceive the boss into asking him to hire a lazy and stupid person with the salary of a genius, and he will not even pour tea and buy bento, and want to become the waste material of a great man. The sheep-headed demon paused for a moment and said, "You don't have any great plans for world peace waiting to be announced, do you?"

"I promise you that I never wanted to save the world, I just wanted to save my own stomach. 」

"Oh my God! There are still such human beings in this era! Aren't all the current elementary school students writing "My Dream" about being a savior? In line with the trend of globalization, the goal of life must evolve from a president to a king of all mankind!"

"I didn't go to elementary school, I don't know. Rick shook his head.

"I've heard that they all want to be 'witch kings', 'holy kings', 'secret kings', in short, a king who will destroy the world if he falls. 」

"Shouldn't that be cut down before they stumble, lest they trouble the Savior when they destroy the world?"

"But their kings seem to be the saviors. 」

"Destroy the world by yourself and save yourself?"

"No, I think one of them will destroy the world first, and the other will destroy it again. After all, they all look like they're not good at saving the world. People always have to start with what they are good at. 」

The direction of the conversation has become very strange. Rick quickly pulled the topic back: "So what the hell am I going to do?"

"Destruction of the world—no, no, don't bother you about this, I'll just do it. Of course not now, we have more important work to do now, such as field waiters and so on. 」

"Serve the plates, right? I've done something similar. Rick said. At that time, his job title was assistant mage.

"No, you can't use a word like 'serve a plate' that goes straight to the truth. This will make your guests realize that you wouldn't do this kind of work if they had the choice, and they will find that you wish you could wait for someone else to serve you like they did, and they will be unhappy that they can't take it for granted. You have to make them think that you are doing this job with joy, that it has nothing to do with money, that it is purely a spiritual improvement and self-growth. The sheep-headed demon raised one of his index fingers and shook it, "You have to say that it is 'a feast for the noble guests, crafted by the artist of food, for the happiness and peace of all mankind.'" 」

The upper half of the body rests against the top edge of the wall, and his arms are folded on top of the wall. He's not as good at talking to demons as Namo. He only knew a few things: demons don't have the concept of "introspection," and "selfishness" is a virtue in their culture. They also have a concept that humans don't have called "Atatamopup", which literally translates to "hypocrisy to death" or "the villain wants to be a villain" or something like that. Because human beings really don't have this concept, they can't find a proper translation, and no matter how they describe it in words, there must be a deviation.

The most incomprehensible thing for human beings is that in "Atatamopup", many concepts that humans regard as virtues, such as "tolerance, love, forgiveness, sharing", etc., are the most revered Atatamopup, but the same concept is the most disgusting Atatamopp when turned into behavior, and the demarcation in it is very subtle.

Nemo should know what Atatamoppu really meant, but Syk couldn't understand it. Just as Naimo couldn't understand what demons thought of other creatures, Syk easily understood.

There was no wind, but the sheep-headed demon's cloak was raised, revealing a pair of small short bright purple feathered wings and a sheep's tail, and he patted the pair of wings, which were too small compared to his body, and flew in front of Xike in defiance of physics, and made a fixed-point air maneuver that only hummingbirds can do.

"I'll see. The sheep-headed demon looked Xike up and down, "For humans, he has lost a little weight, and his eyes are a little bulging. I don't care, though. Do you speak demon language well? In recent years, many young mages who have gone to Duozhou seem to think that demon language is not fashionable, and they like to say that they can't communicate with demons. Obviously, we scolded them secretly, but they all understood. 」

The missionaries who came to this continent from the island claimed that the demons in this continent were the same kind of existence as the devils over there, and they also told the people of the continent that they went to study in the continent and learned the mages who had that set of ideas over there, and many people thought that talking to the devil was to be slaves of the devil, and when they came back, they condemned their own people.

The sheep-headed demon said in the devil's language, "Do you know this: the evil of the other is the good of this generation, but the rise and fall of the nation is honored. If you go to the weak and consume it, and save this strong inheritance, it will be enough to govern the ignorant people in the world. 」

He actually took the Demon Ancient Classical Chinese Classics! Xi Ke thought that as long as he knew how to talk daily, it would be enough. But this can't test him, he is a very serious person!