As soon as Sargeras opened the door, the rich aroma of meat wafted out, making his eyes light up.
It was different from the aroma of roasted meat and boiled meat. The aroma of this meat was richer and more enticing. He didn't know what kind of spices and cooking methods were used to make the meat give off such an enticing aroma. He couldn't help but swallow.
He didn't care much about the restaurant's decorations. He was a little disgusted by the gaudy ones, so this restaurant was quite simple. However, he was stunned when his gaze fell on the wall of the Ghost Islands.
This was the first time he saw a painting of the Demon Islands in a human restaurant. There were also paintings of the capital of the Roth Empire and The Wind Forest of the elves. He looked at Meg, who was wearing simple black and white clothes. It seemed that the owner of this restaurant was a man who had seen the world.
But will the owner serve me? Sargeras couldn't help but stop.
Meg was also looking at Sargeras. He had seen some demons when he went out these days. There were all kinds of demons, and there were all kinds of strange ones. Some had grass growing on their heads, some had fire on their heads … Anyway, demons looked the most abnormal.
Of course, succubi were an exception. When he went out to buy goat's milk yesterday, he saw a succubus with a pretty face and a pretty voice. She was very domineering when bargaining with the owner. In just a few words, she had reduced the original price of 15 copper coins to 5 copper coins for a bag of cucumbers. She even gave him a handful of green onions. Sargeras was very impressed.
However, this was the first demon to eat in the restaurant. This demon was very tall, even a head taller than the Habeng brothers. His appearance was similar to that of a human.
His eyes were dark red, and on his big bald head, dark red lava patterns spread from the top of his head down to his face, neck, and hands. They were like tattoos, and looked a little scary.
He was wearing an old black warrior's suit, and the bottom of his cowhide boots were half worn out. It seemed that he had traveled a long way with him. What was even more eye-catching was the bright red cloak tied around his shoulders. The bright red color made the cloak look like it was on fire.
Humans who had lived in Chaos City for a long time didn't have a strong fear of demons. After all, they could see all kinds of races every day when they went out, so it was normal to have a few demons as neighbors.
However, most humans didn't like eating together with demons and forest trolls, which were too oppressive. They didn't even dare to speak loudly, so they ate in a more restrained manner.
Therefore, many restaurants opened by humans would deliberately separate humans, demons, and forest trolls to eat in separate areas, or directly write at the entrance of the restaurant that customers of these two races were not welcome.
The restaurants opened by the elves would separate out the most comfortable seats in the restaurant for elven guests, while rejecting dwarves, demons, and forest trolls.
All the customers in the restaurant looked at Meg. Apart from Mobai, all the customers in the restaurant were humans, and there didn't seem to be a section specially set up for demons, so they were all curious about what Meg would do.
Of course, to them, the ideal thing was naturally not to receive him. Meg was also a human, so the possibility of him doing that was higher.
Chase this demon away? Meg naturally saw through their thoughts from their eyes.
But how could that be possible?!
He was still thinking about the day when he could get some treasures from the giant dragon. This demon was just the beginning.
Everyone who entered the restaurant was a customer, so he naturally had to treat them equally. He wouldn't do racial discrimination.
"Host, the system suggests that in order to enhance the dining experience of the customers, it's a good choice to reject some customers from entering the restaurant. Or you can divide the restaurant into sections, and separate the dangerous races from the weak races. Each of them can eat in a designated area to avoid conflict. "At this moment, the system's voice sounded with a hint of sincerity.
"System, can the number of 1000 customers in the restaurant be halved?" Meg asked calmly.
"The mission has been issued and cannot be changed! Host, please be more respectful of the mission issued by the system. Otherwise, the hidden mission may be triggered again! "The system said solemnly.
"Then you want me to reject half of the customers out of the restaurant? Do you think I'm stupid? "Meg pursed his lips.
"…" A line of ellipses floated by the system.
"Also, will you expand the restaurant for me?" Meg continued to ask.
"The system's renovation of the restaurant is limited to the land provided by the host. Now that the renovation has been completed, there is no expansion authority in the short term." The system replied.
"Then you want me to divide the restaurant into sections for such a small restaurant? If one section for each race, there will be a total of 16 tables. You want me to divide two tables for each race, and then put the elves, demons, and humans … on top of them? System, is this how your God of Cookery operates his restaurant? "Meg's words carried a hint of sarcasm.
"…" The system fell silent and didn't say anything else.
Seeing that the system didn't say anything else, Meg didn't say anything else. He didn't want to divide the restaurant into sections, and he didn't want to prohibit other races from entering. In fact, the most important thing was that he had a blueprint in mind to eliminate racial discrimination. Amy was currently discriminated against because of her half-elf status, and that was something he couldn't tolerate.
Parading on the streets wouldn't work in this world, so it was a good idea to start with the customers of the restaurant. Thus, he looked at the lava demon with a smile, and said, "Welcome, please take a seat."
The customers in the restaurant looked at Meg with surprise. They had thought that he would refuse to let the demon eat. After all, most of the customers in the restaurant these days were humans.
However, not only did Meg not refuse, but it seemed that he wasn't even going to divide the area for the demon. Instead, he was going to let the demon sit wherever he wanted. Wouldn't that mean that they would have to sit next to the demon, or even sit at the same table as the demon?
Thinking of this, many customers became nervous. In Chaos City, the behavior of all races was restricted by the Gray Temple, and even ordinary humans could live peacefully here.
However, even if humans lived together, there would be all kinds of conflicts, not to mention in Chaos City. Humans were generally the weaker party, so it was not uncommon for humans to be killed by demons, trolls, or orcs. Naturally, they would still have some grudges against each other.
However, looking at the fragrant roujiamos in their hands, and then looking at Sargeras, they hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to continue eating roujiamos.
Who cares? With such delicious roujiamos to eat, even if they had to sit at the same table as a giant dragon, they would accept it!
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