Chapter 237: Alison's Request
Bottomless Abyss, Layer 6548257, Lava Wasteland
It's still so beautiful.
Everyone is also living and working in peace and contentment.
'It would be better if the firestorm energy level in the sky was a little smaller and didn't interfere with his own teleportation. β
After successfully returning to his hometown, Orga casually killed a passer-by to celebrate, and then thought so comfortably.
beside him.
After moving his steps to avoid the blood splashing on him, Golan said with a little disgust: "Can you not kill indiscriminately, and others have not provoked you." β
When he was in another world, he was a little better, but when he reached the bottomless abyss, his style of looking at interest in killing immediately returned.
Olga waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's just a habitual action, it's just a little entertainment, anyway, in the bottomless abyss, my hobby can only be regarded as harmless." β
After speaking, he also pointed to several abyssal demons next to him who were eating charcoal-roasted intelligent creatures from the other world, and several orcs next door who were playing with women on the street.
Orga's movements were, strictly speaking, much smaller than theirs.
β...... You're really worse than others......"
Golan touched his head helplessly.
If it weren't for the fact that there were enough resources here, and with the poor security of the city, there would be no outsiders coming in at all.
Just walking down the street, you can see all kinds of crime scenes.
And it's the kind of type that sweeps past at a glance and is everywhere.
It's impossible to count how many guys are doing evil.
Listening to the other party's complaints, Olga said a little unconvinced: "Isn't it normal for the abyss demons to compare each other?
I guess I'm getting along better with it. β
Such direct words blocked Goran's words on the spot.
The personality of the Abyss Demon is indeed worse than the other.
In this worse class, he is really a relatively good group.
At least a little sane.
At this time, a garbage guy came over, pointed to the corpse next to Orga, and asked politely, "May I ask ......?"
"No, drag it away. β
Before he could finish speaking, Olga directly said what the other party wanted to hear.
"That's really thankful~ May you still kill people in the future~"
The other party happily accepted the windfall on the side of the road, and gave a blessing by the way.
Although the soul has been eaten by Orrga, the flesh and blood of this corpse are also good things, and shabu-shabu can be eaten many times.
So the mentality of this garbage guy is like the aunt who lost dozens of pounds of meat on the side of the road, and she is extremely happy.
"Little things. β
The philanthropic Olga calmly said that there was no need to thank him.
The other party's rank is really a bit low in his opinion.
Also a garbage guy, Olgar only likes to recycle big business, and is not interested in these scraps and corners at all.
Thinking of this, the pride of the senior garbage guy made his face can't help but show a look of complacency.
Immediately, the low-level garbage guy in front of him felt inexplicably suppressed.
'Damn, what's the deal with this feeling of a successful person......
The other party's heart was inexplicably complicated for a while.
Even the corpse in his hand is not fragrant!
Looking at this scene, Golan could only shake his head and sigh to Alison, "He's thinking about something strange again...... I always felt that his thinking was a bit chaotic......"
"I feel that way too......"
Alison nodded in agreement.
Sometimes it's normal, sometimes it's completely abnormal.
It's a little bit of a psychotic thing.
Although the Abyss Demon race itself is all mentally ill, it is only divided into mild and severe diseases......
Golan asked in a low voice, "Do you think taking medicine can cure mental illness?"
Faced with this question, Alison looked at Olgar, who was complacent about her garbage guy career, and shook her head with a straight face: "I'm afraid not, I think he has a congenital problem and can't be cured." β
Orga, who was originally on the development route of the garbage guy behind yy, flicked her tail a little unhappily when she heard what they were discussing: "...... Is it necessary to dislike me so much?"
The two did not hesitate, nodded directly, and replied decisively:
"It's good in every way, but it would be nice if the way of thinking was a little more normal. β
As he spoke, he showed a look of pity on his face.
It's as if it's really a pity that Olga is so well configured, but his head is not quite right.
β......β
He felt insulted, but he couldn't find anything to refute it.
Oops, it's so angry......
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Golan hurriedly comforted: "Although it is a bit perverted, it is really good." β
"You're okay with that. β
He sighed a little helplessly.
"Anyway, it's hard to come back, do you want to go directly to the best restaurant for a meal?"
When Golan heard this, he instantly thought of an experience.
It was a restaurant that challenged the three views just by the dΓ©cor, and the shape was like a lump of flesh and blood.
Besides, it was the bolognese sauce of the long hair.
The dishes inside are also very heavy-flavored, and just by looking at them a few times, Golan felt both physical and psychological discomfort.
So she hurriedly said, "Don't take me to the hotel last time......
Olga replied casually: "Then go to a family that has never been to before~"
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Soon after.
A space filled with seawater.
Countless fish are roaming around.
But there was an invisible barrier around the three of them, blocking all the sea.
Only sparkling refracted light can enter it.
Provide them with a good dining environment.
In addition, a small group of mermaids, sirens, and krakens are singing distant tunes in their own voices.
It makes people have an inexplicable sense of time, and their mentality can't help but calm down a lot.
After closing her eyes and listening for a while, Alison sighed, "The atmosphere here is really good......
Before she could finish speaking, she remembered the bill here.
A small space, plus a special singing team of twelve and a carefully selected selection of expensive dishes.
That's the price that makes her feel a little heartache just by looking at it, and that's why only a guy like Orga who doesn't treat money as money can be calm.
"Atmosphere?"
Olga calmly took a bite of the demonic beast meat steak in front of him, and nodded unhurriedly: "I think it's okay~"
This little scene, in his opinion, is just like that.
Through the memories of those gods, he had seen each other's extremely luxurious lives more than once.
The kind of life that is fed by the entire plane, even the most modest type, is far from being comparable to the current thing.
The resources of tens of billions of believers are pooled.
Even if it is a wine pond meat forest, it is not possible to save it.
Precious and rare metals that can be used to make fine props, and gems are set with gems for local bricks. Craft a thousand-year-old wine that is used to rinse your mouth and feed your pets.
It's just basics.
And Orga, who has seen those luxurious scenes, will naturally not be moved by this matter.
Looking at his indifferent look, Alison was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Although I have been taken care of by you and owe you a lot, can you grant me a request?"
casually biting a gap on the plate containing the dishes, he thought calmly: "Hmm~ this plate is all delicious......
Then he looked at Alison without changing his face.
For the first time, I saw an embarrassed look on the other party's face, so I said with interest: "Let's hear it~"
"I want you to help my fellow citizens find a safe enough place to stay. β