"Boss, from today onwards, you're the king of crayfish on the Demon Islands."
After eating three crayfish and drinking two large glasses of beer, Tony stood up and looked at Meg with admiration. His eyes were sparkling as though he was looking at a beautiful lady.
"Hmm?" Meg frowned slightly and was a little wary of Tony's gay gaze.
"I'm Tony Moody, an unknown gourmet. After eating the crayfish that you made today, I've decided to write a story about you and the crayfish. I wonder if you're willing to cooperate a little?" Tony explained with a smile.
Tony was quite confident in his name. On the Demon Islands, as long as it was a restaurant or delicacy that he had reviewed, it would basically be able to lead a trend and bring fame and money to the chef and restaurant.
"As expected." Meg understood. He didn't guess wrongly. This demon was indeed a food critic. However, he didn't have the time or interest to cooperate with his work. He said with a stupefied expression, "The story about me and the crayfish? Are there any special feelings between an executioner and a death row prisoner? "
"Er …" Tony was stunned. It was the first time he had heard of such a novel description. However, after thinking about it carefully, the relationship between a chef who made a living by slaughtering and cooking crayfish was indeed like the relationship between an executioner and a death row prisoner.
"No … I just want to know why you would think of cooking crayfish in such a strange way. It completely subverts the conventional way of cooking seafood and makes seafood different. For example, this minced garlic, thirteen-spice, and this spicy and refreshing Ma Xiao. How did these unique ideas come about? "Tony shook his head and realized that Meg had led the question astray.
"Maybe you don't know much about seafood. This is just a conventional operation," Meg glanced at Tony and said indifferently.
"I …"
Tony choked. As a gourmet who was known as the one who knew seafood the best, he was actually told that he didn't know much about seafood. This feeling was really too sullen.
Meg didn't continue chatting with Tony. After putting the crayfish into the pot, he held the big spatula and moved between the three pots. Although he was at ease, he didn't have much time to chat with the customer.
"Sit down, sit down. In front of a real chef, we have to hold it in even if we don't like it." Steve smiled and pushed Tony back to his seat. He couldn't hide the smile on his face. As a good friend of many years, he knew how proud Tony was of his title. Today, when he saw Tony's defeated look, he was in a good mood. He couldn't wait to tell his bad friends.
"At most, he would say that I don't know anything about shrimps. How can he say that I don't know anything about seafood? That's an unreasonable inference," Tony sat down and muttered unhappily.
Before tasting the crayfish, the number one prawn in his heart was the King Mantis Prawn of Pi Pi Island. However, the truth was that the crayfish was the real overlord among the prawns.
But when it came to other seafood, he didn't believe that there was anyone who knew more than him and ate more comprehensively.
"Alright, don't all geniuses have their own tempers? Today's my treat. We haven't seen each other for more than a year. Let's get drunk today." Steve smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then raised his hand to call Jane over. He ordered a few more crayfish and beer.
"That's true." Tony glanced at Meg. This demon with a pair of pincers on his head was indeed a genius chef. His unconstrained cooking methods and tastes tore a hole in the wall of his understanding of seafood. So be it if he had a bit of a temper. Anyway, after eating the crayfish, he didn't have any temper.
"Steve, I think you saved my career once again. If I wrote about the roasted porcupine battle boar trotters, I would probably be labeled as a liar after those people tasted it personally. But writing about the crayfish will become a classic page in my career … "Tony, who was in charge of Steve, said while walking a little unsteadily.
"We … Who are we? I definitely won't forget you when I eat something delicious …"
The alcohol content of beer wasn't high, but it was much higher than most of the alcohol in this world. If one drank too much, they would still get drunk.
Hence, those demons who were sitting around drinking and eating crayfish left while holding each other's arms after the drinking session ended. They were laughing and playing, and their laughter resounded through the streets.
Meg looked at this scene, and smiled. Indeed, no matter where it was, everyone looked the same after eating supper and drinking.
…
"Boss, there seems to be a situation. Why is the island on fire?"
A simple wooden boat that was pieced together by large logs slowly approached a small island in the night. Kiel stood at the bow of the boat, and looked at the island. There were balls of fire on the island in the dark. Something was burning, and he could faintly hear cries and fighting sounds.
"It's those bastards from the flaming demons. They have indeed found our hiding place. We have already given in so much, but they still want to kill us all." Sargeras looked at the flames, and couldn't hide his anger. He raised the thick iron rod that was as tall as a man above his head, and the lava on the surface of his body began to flow red. He shouted, "Burning Legion, prepare for battle!"
"Woah!"
The dozens of lava demons on the wooden boat responded in unison. Golden-red lava flowed in the cracks on their bodies, and they looked like they were wearing golden-red lava armor in the dark.
The fierce battle almost spread across the entire island. Although the lava demons were mostly old, weak, and sick, they displayed terrifying tenacity and stubborn will in the face of the flaming demons' sudden attack.
"Kill them all! How can these inferior lava demons be on par with us flaming demons? " An 8th-tier flaming demon commander stood on a rock high up, and shouted loudly. The flames on his body lit up his sinister smile.
All these years, the flaming demons had been surrounding and chasing the lava demons, and they finally found this secret base in the fog at the edge of the Demon Islands.
The lava demons were already very weak, and it was said that there wasn't even a 6th-tier lava demon. They used to be a powerful existence among the top 10 demon races, but now they couldn't even be compared to some of the weaker races, let alone the flaming demons who were at their peak.
Therefore, they were here tonight to completely exterminate the lava demons, and wipe out this fire-elemental demon race that used to be above the flaming demons forever.
The Holy Lava Order. As long as I can find it, my status in the race will be raised to another level. That commander looked at the lava demons who were struggling hard, but had no ability to resist at all. The intelligence was right. They were just a weak race that didn't even have a 6th-tier demon.
"Sir, our boat has been burned!"
Right at this moment, a panicked voice sounded from behind that commander.
"Hmm?"
That commander was stunned. He turned his head and saw that the wooden boat that they had docked at the port was burning with a raging fire.
What made his expression change even more was the meteors in the sky that were hurtling towards them with red tails behind them.
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