As soon as Sargeras opened the door, a strong smell of meat hit his face, making his eyes light up.
It's a little different from the aroma of barbecued meat, and it's also different from the aroma of boiled meat. The aroma of this meat is stronger and more attractive. I don't know what kind of spices are added and what kind of cooking method is used to make the meat emit such an attractive aroma. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He didn't really care about the decoration of the restaurant. The flashy ones would be a bit off-putting. The ones in this restaurant were relatively simple, but he was stunned for a moment when his eyes fell on the mural of the Islands of the Dead painted on the wall.
This was the first time he saw the murals of the Devil's Islands in a restaurant run by humans, and there were also places like the capital of the Los Empire, the Forest of Winds of the Elves, etc. on the wall. He looked at Mag who was wearing simple black and white clothes. It seems that this restaurant owner is still a man who has seen the world.
"But will this boss welcome me?" Sargeras couldn't help but stop.
Mag was also looking at Sargeras. When he went out these days, he could occasionally see some demons. The demon tribe was very mixed, and there were all kinds of strange things, including those with grass growing on their heads and those with fire on their heads. ...Anyway, the one who looks most abnormal is the devil.
Of course, except for the succubus. When she went out to buy goat milk yesterday, she saw a succubus girl who looked and sounded quite good, and looked like a royal sister. She was very domineering in bargaining with the boss. In just a few words, she was stunned. A bag of cucumbers originally priced at 15 copper coins was sold to 5 copper coins, and a handful of green onions were also given as a gift, which impressed him greatly.
However, this was the first demon to come to the restaurant to dine. This demon was very tall, even a head taller than the Hades brothers, but his appearance was similar to that of a human.
His eyes are dark red, and on his big, bald head, dark red lava lines spread downward from the top of his head to his face, neck, and hands, like tattoos. Generally, it looks a bit scary.
Wearing a pair of old black clothes, the soles of the cowhide boots under his feet have been worn out for most of the time. It seems that he has traveled a lot with him. What is even more eye-catching is the bright red cloak tied on his shoulders, which hangs down to a little below his waist. The bright red color makes the cloak look like it is on fire.
Humans who have lived in the City of Chaos for a long time do not have that strong fear of demons. After all, you can see all kinds of races every day when you go out. It is normal to have a few demons as neighbors.
However, most humans still don't like to sit and eat together with overly oppressive races like demons and forest trolls. They don't even dare to speak loudly, and they eat in a depressed manner.
Therefore, many restaurants opened by humans will intentionally separate humans and races such as demons and forest trolls into separate areas for dining, or directly state at the door of the restaurant that they will not accept guests from these two races.
In restaurants opened by elves, the most comfortable seats in the restaurant will be reserved for elven guests, while dwarves, demons and forest trolls will not be allowed to enter.
The guests in the restaurant all looked at Mag. Now, except for Mo Bai, the guests in the restaurant were all humans. It seemed that there was no area specially set up for demons, so they were all curious about what Mag would do.
Of course, for them, the most ideal thing is not to receive them. Mag is also a human being, so the possibility of doing so should be relatively high.
"Get rid of this demon?" Mag naturally saw their thoughts from his eyes.
However, how is this possible!
He is still thinking about one day he can take out some treasures from the dragon. The devil is just the beginning.
Everyone who comes through the door is a customer, so they must be treated equally. He does not engage in racial discrimination.
"Host, this system suggests that in order to improve the guests' dining experience, it is a good choice to refuse some guests from entering the restaurant. Or divide the restaurant into areas to separate dangerous races from weak races, and eat in designated areas to avoid conflicts." At this time, the system's voice sounded, with a bit of sincerity.
"System, can the number of 1,000 customers who enter the restaurant be halved?" Mag asked calmly.
"The task has been issued and cannot be changed! Host, please be more respectful of the tasks issued by this system, otherwise the hidden task may be triggered again!" the system said seriously.
"Then you want me to turn away half of the customers from the store? Do you think I'm stupid?" Mag curled his lips.
"..." The system floated across a line of ellipses.
"Also, will you expand the store for me?" Mag then asked.
"The system's renovation of the restaurant is limited to the land provided by the host. The renovation has been completed and there is no expansion permission in the short term." the system replied.
"Then it's such a big store, and you want me to divide it into areas. If there's one area for each race, there will be a total of sixteen tables. Are you going to let me divide it into two for each race, and then put elves, demons, etc. on them? Human beings...are divided like this? System, your kitchen god opens a restaurant like this?" Mag's words contained a bit of sarcasm.
"..." The system fell into silence and stopped talking.
Seeing that the system was no longer talking nonsense, Mag didn't say any more. It would not divide areas or prohibit other races from entering. In fact, the most important thing was the big blueprint in his mind to eliminate racial discrimination. Amy was currently being discriminated against as a half-elf. status, which he cannot tolerate.
Parading on the streets is not feasible in this world. It is a good choice to start influencing the restaurant guests, so he looked at the lava demon and smiled and said: "Welcome, please feel free to take a seat."
The guests in the restaurant glanced at Mag in surprise. They originally thought that he would refuse to let the demon dine. After all, most of the guests in the restaurant these days are humans.
But I didn’t expect that not only did Mag not refuse, but he didn’t even seem to be ready to set aside a special area for the devil to sit, but instead let him sit wherever he wanted? Wouldn't it be possible for them to sit next to the devil, or even sit at the same table with the devil?
Thinking of this, many guests became a little nervous. Although in the city of chaos, the behavior of various races is restricted by the Gray Temple, even ordinary humans can live safely here.
But even if humans live together, there will be various disputes, let alone the city of chaos, and humans are generally on the weaker side, so it is not uncommon for humans to be killed by certain demons, trolls, or orcs. Naturally, I still have some grudges.
However, looking at the Roujiamo that was still smelling of rich aroma in their hands, and then looking at Sargeras, everyone hesitated, and finally chose to continue eating the Roujiamo.
No matter what, with such delicious Roujiamo, even if you are sitting at the same table with a giant dragon, you will recognize it!
============ Let’s talk about the update time:
Starting from tomorrow, try to update one chapter at eight o'clock in the morning and one chapter at around nine o'clock in the evening. You don't have to wait for updates at other times. I know it is painful to refresh when catching up~~ Let's settle it.
