Vanessa is a very spicy girl, and Mag has long known this.
However, those representatives of various ethnic groups who were led by her to be perverted and spicy didn't know if they could really withstand the torture of the perverted and spicy people.
"Wait a moment, let me confirm the taste." Reina quickly finished mixing the hot pot base. Mia and Gina were about to start serving, but Mag stopped them.
Dozens of abnormal spicy soup pots exude a pungent spicy flavor that will make you cry.
"Is it really okay to eat this early in the morning?" Mia asked with some worry. Usually very few people order the spicy soup pot, and ordinary people simply can't stand the spiciness.
"You have to do it even if you don't. Most of the representatives from all races present are at level nine or above. It would be shameful if even a little girl can eat something but can't eat it." Mag laughed, holding the perverted spicy noodles in one hand. Bao poured it into several soup pots and said.
"Do you want to add more spiciness?" Reina was a little surprised. She prepared these soup pots strictly according to the ratio of abnormal spiciness, but Mag now added several times the spiciness into them.
"Yes, it is necessary to add a little spiciness according to the characteristics of the guests to better suit their tastes." Mag nodded with a smile, put away the abnormal chili peppers, pointed to the first ten soup pots and Mia and said, "These few The soup pot belongs to the Los Empire delegation, the Destruction Demon Clan delegation, the Og Tribe delegation, and the Elf Clan delegation, so give them to them at random intervals."
"Okay." Mia nodded, picked up two soup pots and walked out of the kitchen door.
“What a pungent smell!!!”
The representatives of various ethnic groups who fell into an awkward silence after ordering immediately smelled the pungent spicy smell and couldn't help but look at Yabei Mia.
"Ah bang——"
The goblin representative who was close to the kitchen door sneezed three times in a row. He looked at the small hot pot for one person that was placed in front of him in a daze. The red chili peppers almost covered the entire pot surface, and the spicy taste was stimulating. It was emanating from the pot, and tears were already shining in his eyes, and then flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.
"Is this spicy? It's too spicy!"
The two goblin representatives tilted their heads slightly and wiped the tears from their faces quietly. However, under the fumigation of the spicy smell, they could not control their tears for a while.
As the spiciness spread, the representatives of various ethnic groups could not sit still. The spiciness was obviously beyond their expectations. Just smelling it made their throats feel dry and itchy.
"Tsk, tsk, their taste is really strong." Connie, who ordered soy milk fried dough sticks and grilled skewers, said tsk. Even she didn't dare to try the spicy food, but these people were vying to order it.
"It's a pity that there is no Buddha jumping over the wall." Rex said with some regret. He ordered a fried rice and ten thousand soy milk.
Dracula looked at the serious-looking people with some gloating, smiled and said to Camilla: "It seems you are quite familiar with this restaurant, right?"
"I'll come over for something to eat." Camilla took a sip of red wine and said calmly.
The abnormally spicy hot pot was brought to the table like running water. Each person had a small pot. The soup pot had already begun to boil as soon as it was brought out. The strong and exciting spicy flavor spread with the steaming water mist, just like entering a abnormally spicy steam room. The sour feeling is simply indescribable.
"This hot pot... doesn't seem to be the same thing..." Elliot was a little uneasy at this time. As a man who had three times the amount of abnormally spicy hot pot, he was already blushing just by smelling the pungent spicy smell. , his eyes were red, and he wanted to stay away from the hot pot.
"Now we're in a trap." Louis and Jinx looked at each other, and both saw despair in each other's eyes.
Speaking of which, they were the ones who brought the representatives of various ethnic groups into the pit. If they hadn't ordered the abnormally spicy hot pot, others wouldn't have followed suit.
"I ordered something so spicy that I had to eat it with tears in my eyes..." Jinx whispered.
"You don't have to say that." Louis rolled his eyes and looked at death as if he were home: "Isn't it just a little more spicy?"
"This is the taste! Perfect!" Vanessa came to the pot and took a deep sniff, saying with a satisfied look on her face. She could finally eat the hot pot that she had longed for!
"Is this... soup?" Qiao Xiu frowned as he looked at the spicy soup pot in front of him.
As a man who had been ravaged by perversely spicy grilled fish, he knew what the spiciness meant.
It was the sorrow of chrysanthemums, the indescribable pain, the low roar in the middle of the night...
But at this time, he represents the Los Empire, and he must show enough courage and not weaken the dignity of the empire.
"Oh, it's just a pot of soup. I'll do it first. Here's Oli!!!" Oster scooped a bowl of soup into a bowl and drank it in one gulp.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and representatives of all races looked at Otes with shock in their eyes.
"Do you want to follow?"
Others looked at the soup pot in front of them and fell into deep thought.
"Oh my god..." Yabei Mia covered her mouth slightly. This was the first time she saw someone drinking spicy hot pot soup.
"This is...ten times the amount of abnormally spicy..." Reina also swallowed.
"Ten times more perverted, ten times more happy!" Mag shrugged.
As a long-established tenth-level strongman, the strongest tough guy in the orc tribe, and a man who claims to be able to fight a giant dragon bare-handed, Oster has an obsessive confidence in himself.
How could a man who could eat a cow raw be frightened by a sip of soup?
It's time to flex the muscles of the orc and let others know how powerful he is.
Just the next second.
Oster clutched his throat and slipped from the chair, half-kneeling on the ground with a red face.
"Roar--"
Oster hit the ground with his fist, and the whole restaurant was shaken.
His face was as red as an iron block that had just been taken out of a charcoal stove. Beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks. Tears couldn't stop falling from the corners of his eyes. He choked up with a hint of crying: "Hot... …It’s so spicy…”
Representatives from all ethnic groups looked at this scene in stunned silence. This is Oster! The strongest man in the orc tribe!
He was actually made to cry?
"Can we arrange the headlines for tomorrow's Orc Daily, 'Shocked! The strongest man in the Orc clan knelt down and cried for such a perverted reason!'" Connie, who was sitting aside, touched her chin and said.
"I think this title is okay." Rex nodded.
"I'm sorry!" The representatives of various races who were originally prepared to follow put down the hot pot soup base they had scooped up in their hands. Compared with fighting for a breath, it was obviously more important to keep their face. This can make a tenth-level strong man cry. Magic soup.
"At times like this, Los Empire will never admit defeat!" Qiao Xiu picked up a bowl of hot pot soup, raised his head and drank it all.
"Brother Qiao Xiu... this is not how hot pot is eaten..." Vanessa watched Qiao Xiu, who was holding his throat and gradually sliding to the ground, crying bitterly, and she was too late to stop him.
