Nick struggled to remember the training that Samichot had given him. The other party is a human, not a demon, and it should be easier for him as a human than a demon to deal with, but he always feels that his idea seems to be missing some major key.

The woman looked left and right and said, "This shop is shabby, it's not what I imagined. 」

Did she think that the demon must have lived in a steel fortress in the middle of the lava, with sparks in the background?

Xi Ke patiently waited for them to take their seats, presented the water cup and menu, and recited the lines explained by Samichhot with a smile on his face: "Have you ever come to consume before?

The female human glanced at Xi Ke, frowned, and said, "I thought the demon should be more—how did it look like this—" She said a bunch of demeaning words about the lack of presence and momentum, "-huh?" If the person being said like this today was not a lowly waiter, but a group of people with a relatively high social status, such as lawyers, she should immediately sue her for blatant insult.

As a humble waiter, Rick patiently explained, "We have a set menu to accompany these side dishes—"

Before he could finish speaking, the female human glared at him and asked, "Are you selling babies?"

"Well, no. Rick said. He was sure that there were no babies on the menu or in the staff meals, and he had searched the food cabinet! Although the names of some items on the menu were suspicious, there was also a kind of dessert made of legitimate materials such as egg whites, sugar, and cream, and the nickname of the human body part was called Girl's Crisp Breast.

"What about the skin? there's always it, right?" The woman's eyes widened, as if she was angry.

"We have Flame Dog skins. It is marinated in the vomit of the bone-faced bird, simmered for another 48 hours, and melts in the mouth. Rick pretended to be stupid. He listened to the tone and knew that the other party was referring to human skin.

"Nothing is sold, what kind of demon market are you?" the human woman slapped the table and scolded.

"We're a restaurant that only sells food, and you should go to the black market to find what you want. Rick struggled to keep a smile on his face.

"The market up there is closed, so I have to buy it from you!" The female human actually showed an expression of "not all caused by you".

Rick spread his hands: "But we didn't sell it. 」

Rick saw a lot of black writing coming out of the woman's hair. It's not pretty calligraphy, it looks more like muddy water just forming words. The words fluttered and fluttered, like ink dripping into the water, slowly swinging away and then dissipating. He hadn't heard of a demon seeing those words. It is possible that his physique has a strange effect on the ingredients of the Demon Realm, or it may be the result of the resonance between the Mage's Eye and the Demon Eye. If the research is thorough, it might even be published in a magical journal.

The words read: Why don't you buy goods? Why don't you open a store? Why don't you sell me? Why do you go against me? Why do you stare at me like this? Why do you ......

Cheek looked down at the man again, and the man said to him in a threatening bass, "Sell her whatever she wants, less!"

The black letters that came out of his hair were: Why don't you understand what I'm saying? Why don't you do your job? Why don't you play your role well? How do you ......

This couple is truly a match made in heaven. These words could not be seen as a peek into their thoughts. Because this is something they want Xike to "understand", and because they want Xike to know, but they are unwilling to speak for themselves, they will spread it out in this form. If someone was pointing at Rick right now and saying, "Why don't you stock it, that's your job!" they'd be nodding their heads and saying that the guy had a point.

Demons can easily perceive this thought, "I wish you would understand without me talking to me," so many people, regardless of social status, cannot resist the demon's whispers. That's because they didn't speak, but they were expecting what others would say to them. This is the case with the former chairman of the Demon Talk Company who was killed by the demon. Ikama's words of praise to him sounded unbelievable to outsiders, but they were exactly what the man wanted to hear, and he didn't even deviate from them in the slightest. And because Ikama said so on his own initiative, and he didn't understand the demon, he thought that Ikama was sincere.

He forgot which demon expert had said, "Demons are inherently so much better at mastering language than humans that one cannot imagine that unless you look at it for a long time. The tongue as a tool is used in them to the fullest. This is not only about being able to easily learn many Chinese, but also about eloquence, soft speech, and all kinds of skills.

Rick stared at the couple, and suddenly there was a feeling that something was not quite right. The couple is weird. They haven't had any intimacy since they came in, not even holding hands. In the case of the woman dressed so revealingly, it was too strange not to touch each other.

Due to the extremely high proportion of artificial products in female humans, Xike tentatively asked, "Are you a couple?"

The woman's response was the same as Xi Ke's guess, she smiled shyly and said, "No, I'm his mother." 」

Xi Ke wanted to ask if her husband was frightened by her parenting and excessive plastic surgery, and abandoned his family and children and fled to the tundra, so he was not here, but he held back.

Since the question of Xi Ke had achieved a good compliment, the woman was happy, and they sat down and picked up the menu, as if they intended to order obediently.

"This dish, this dish, and this dish are recommended for human consumption, as they have the effects of nourishing beauty, removing excess body fat and eliminating free radicals. Rick hastened to recommend a meal that humans could eat. Of course, those things don't have a beauty or health effect. He's just very demonic manipulating them to order.

"Just as you say. The woman laughed.

Rick applauded in his heart. But then the man spoke, pointing to the most suspiciously named "Sea Mud Semi-Putrid Lava Pig with Human Oil" and said, "I want to eat this." He squeezed his eyes and smiled at the thief who thought he was handsome, "I can read the demon script. 」

But Xi Ke strongly discourages that discourse, even if cannibalism is allowed, and that dish may not survive for three minutes if a human eats it. The mud inside is a beach from the highly poisonous one-eyed snail, mixed with the snail slime (which is the source of the deliciousness). The Lava Pig is killed by a single slash when burned, and the flames are temporarily extinguished, but once it reaches the stomach, it will burn again, and the fermented semi-rotten meat will burn even more violently. Demons will feel comfortable warming their stomachs, and humans will turn into fireballs.

Could they be the legendary "Demon Worshippers"? Xi Ke has heard of such people, who are almost the same as the "Demon Worshippers" in Duozhou, and there are signs of convergence in recent years. They are obsessed with demons like crazy fans are obsessed with idols, and there is no reason at all. Just as they believe that idols don't fart and that their dwellings must be clean and bright enough to be used as sample houses, they also believe that demons don't trip on their left foot and fall on their right foot, and that the places they live are all in Hellcastle.

This kind of person usually doesn't go through the formal path and doesn't go to the mage license, but he is inexplicably fluent in self-taught demon language. Just as idolaters begin to stalk and trespass on their idols as soon as they know where they live, so they begin to harass them as soon as they know the whereabouts of the ownerless demon (they think that the demon has lost its demonic nature and is as unworthy of their grief as a married idol).

Xi Ke originally wanted to promise to give them the lava pigs, but secretly asked the kitchen to do something else, but when he thought of the barbecue of the Minotaur, Sa Mihot did not secretly change the dishes. So he couldn't make up his mind, so he tried to deal with one of the most important human virtues, "honesty": "It is not recommended that you eat it that causes serious harm to the human body—more precisely, that humans will die if they eat it." 」

One of the key points that Rick missed was that of all the species in the world, it was humans that he was the least good at dealing with.

Black letters continued to float out of the hair of the two humans, and the words grew a little bigger: Why don't you just do it? Why don't you do it?

A smile on his face and a long sigh in his heart. He obediently wrote down the dishes they wanted, and went into the kitchen and asked Cook Nylett, "Is there a lava pig that burns a little more gently? At least burn the human stomach, don't burn the whole person, and send the person to the hospital to be saved?"

Nielett shook her head. The lava pigs in the shop are professionally processed, semi-rotten meat that burns like petrol bombs.

Rick hesitated to hand over the à la carte menu.

At this time, Samihot appeared. He walked out of the hallway leading to the staff quarters, and when he saw that Xi Ke was hesitant with the menu, he asked, "What's wrong?

"There are two humans in the store, and they're going to eat lava pigs. 」

Samihot said, "Just give them to them, what's wrong?"

"They're going to die!"

Samihot shook his ears: "Just die." Before you die, you should be satisfied to be able to eat the artwork made by our chefs. 」

Rick asked, "Can't you secretly change the dishes?"

"Why do you want to change dishes?"

"So they don't die. 」

Samihot frowned, "Did you tell them that humans would die if they ate this?"

"Yes. 」

"Then they themselves are going to die, why should you stop it?"

"It's happening right now, and it should be stopped!"

Samihot squinted at Xi Ke: "It's because humans always 'save stupid people' that they will grow into such a big stupid person. If they still want to eat rotten food when they are little fools, humans don't take that stuff away and replace it with fresh ones, they will know that their stomachs are not so omnipotent. If you ask them, they certainly don't have the experience of having a stomach fuss that life is worse than death. As a member of the human race, you should watch them suffer the consequences of their own misfortune in order to eliminate the inferior factors in the human race and promote the evolution of the nation. 」

Humans are more fragile than demons, and should have died of electrolyte imbalance before life is worse than death, and few living humans have that experience. Still, he listened to the boss and went out to ask the guest, "Are you confident in your stomach?"

The male patted his diaphragm on the spot: "I once bet someone to drink hydrochloric acid, and it didn't do anything! That one tastes like apple juice!"