"Mr. Bacher, you can just take us to the corridor where the Demon King's Royal Restaurant is located, and then go to class normally. After the second class, you can come find us and continue to lead us. No matter whether it is a difficulty 2 or 3 classroom, I will lead you through it."
Lanci looked at Bacher, his tone calm, but it couldn't hide the confident light in his eyes.
Bacher was obviously unwilling to spend his precious credits. After all, for a student like him who was on the verge of being expelled, every surplus credit was quite valuable.
"Okay, okay."
Bachelor hurriedly bowed to Lanqi and expressed his gratitude with great respect.
Even when he fainted in the music classroom, this glowing demon did not covet his two credits.
What Bachel fears most is being targeted or enslaved by a powerful upper demon.
In this world, the weak are often the prey.
However, Bachelor was surprised by his contact with Ranci, a strong man. Although this glowing demon was terrifying, his extremely high rationality revealed a kind of reasonableness that was not like that of a demon.
Demons with this qualification are often the most powerful and terrifying.
But correspondingly, as long as you don't provoke them, they won't bother to target weak demons and attack them.
Next.
Bacher fully entered his tour guide mode again, and with a certainty in his respectful voice, he began to lead Lanci and Hyperion to their new destination.
About ten minutes later, the scene before their eyes gradually changed from the purgatory-like teaching corridor to an elegant and leisurely indoor architectural environment.
When we arrived at the functional area, the air in the corridor was fresh, as if it was two completely different worlds compared to the dark classroom corridor just now.
Here, the breath of the dark abyss does not seem so strong, but is replaced by a purer tranquility.
"This is where you need to be. I'll see you between the next classes."
Bachelor stood at the entrance of a bright corridor and bowed to Lanqi in farewell.
There was a hint of relief in his voice, as if he had accomplished a difficult task.
"Okay, be safe."
Lanci replied, waved his hand, and watched Bachelor's back disappear around the corner of the corridor.
Then, he and Hyperion walked together on this corridor filled with soft red light, and soon saw the Devil's Royal Restaurant with floor-to-ceiling glass walls.
This name seemed to promise them a noble enjoyment.
Time remaining: 9 hours and 36 minutes
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Challenger Ranch & Hyperion are in S02 corridor, the restaurant given by the devil
Passing through the automatically revolving glass door, you can see that the overall interior decoration of the restaurant adopts a high-quality pure black style, and the details are full of unconventional and unique little rebellious details - for example, if you look closely at the branches and stones on the table, you will find that they are actually part of the tableware.
The large floor-to-ceiling windows make the suspended scenery outside the Purgatory Corridor Academy the background of the restaurant. It is not until here that one finally discovers that this school is a corridor castle built on Purgatory.
When night falls, the stars seem to be reflected on the dining table, giving people an absurd yet dreamy feeling.
"Guest, please look at this first."
The demon waiter led them to their seats and handed them a carefully crafted black cowhide guide.
The cover of the guide has unique diamond patterns and a faint smell of cowhide, as if it has an old-world charm.
Lanqi turned his eyes to the writing on the cover.
There are several lines of exquisite text arranged on it. These are the precautions for the restaurant bestowed by the Demon King.
No untidy clothing is allowed in the restaurant
No fighting or provoking trouble
No pets, summoned beasts, or familiars allowed
No escape
Do not insult other customers
Violators will be punished by the restaurant manager
If other customers have a bad experience due to violations, the restaurant will compensate them
The hot-stamped words are arranged neatly and orderly on the cover.
"It's still very demonic style after all."
Lanqi couldn't help but sigh to Hyperion beside him.
It has to be said that direct punishment for violations has resulted in the demon world's etiquette and customs being very good.
"really."
Hyperion nodded.
She felt that she was now gradually adapting to the rhythm of the demon world, not because she had half demon blood, but because she was influenced by Lanqi, who was more demonic than the local demons, and she adapted to it quickly.
The lighting in the restaurant is soft and the air is filled with the aroma of food.
At this time, there were only a few students sitting in various corners of the restaurant. They looked down at the menu or quietly waited for the dishes to be served.
The presence of each figure adds a unique atmosphere to the restaurant.
Lanci and Hyperion looked at the menu for a while.
The demon waiter who received them walked towards them again with an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry, I've been so busy so I'm a little slow. Please forgive me."
The waitress sincerely apologized to the two of them, and her attitude towards Lanqi, a teacher, was obviously very respectful.
"It doesn't matter."
Lanqi held an exquisite menu in his hand. His fingers gently slid across the paper, and his eyes swept over the words and pictures on each page, trying his best to understand the characteristics and taste of each dish.
Finally, his eyes stopped on one of the pages.
This restaurant, gifted by the devil, combines the devil style with the flavors of local ingredients from Purgatory to create a unique new style of devil-style cuisine.
Although I don't quite recognize the specific name of the demonic ingredients, this dish that can increase attributes looks like charcoal-grilled potato balls and smoked eels. The sauce is probably similar to smoked onion sauce and eel broth, and finally a garnish of dill oil adds a touch of freshness.
There is also a dark chocolate custard soufflé, which should be the finale dessert. The dark chocolate custard soufflé looks fluffy and warm, with icy custard sauce. The taste must be alternating between hot and cold, rich and light.
The two limited dishes are must-order, both cost 5 credits, and can give Hyperion specialized attack attributes, allowing her to reach the fourth level of combat power tonight.
In this way, with a super fighter who can rival the rank of the Shadow World, they will have more room for maneuver.
Other dishes that are simply delicious but have no accompanying effects are not that expensive, so you can just order some depending on the situation.
However.
As if noticing Lanqi's intention, the demon waiter showed a trace of trouble on his face, and his melodious voice carried a regret that was difficult to conceal:
"Sir, these two items have been sold today."
“Are all the limited dishes gone?”
Lanqi frowned slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.
The first break had just passed, and the limited-edition dishes were sold out so quickly
What puzzled him even more was that in the seemingly spacious and luxurious restaurant, there were only a handful of customers, yet the waiters seemed so busy.
The demon waiter nodded helplessly and explained to Lanqi:
"No more, and there are not many ingredients that can be used to make regular meals. Currently there are only..."
As she spoke, she carefully helped Lanqi point out the available options on the menu.
Lanqi was confused.
Looked around the restaurant.
The problem was soon discovered -
Sitting on a luxurious long table was a rather eye-catching demon.
His silver hair seemed to be dotted with stars, exuding an aristocratic elegance and coldness.
However.
In that almost ignored glance, one could sense the criticism and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
The waiters in the restaurant were like ants carrying heavy loads, busy surrounding him, and exquisite dishes were constantly being brought to him.
However, the silver-haired devil just lowered his head slightly, picked up a fork or a spoon, tasted a bite or two, then frowned, pushed the plate in front of him aside, revealing an extremely dissatisfied look.
The food will then be taken away by the waiter and thrown into the trash can.
The dishes he discarded were hardly ever actually enjoyed; the busyness of the waiters seemed to form a sharp contrast with his pickiness.
All the demons were looking for instructions for the next step from the silver-haired demon's eyes and gestures. They were as busy as spinning tops being driven in circles.
Even the restaurant manager had no choice but to come to his table and accept his sharp comments and accusations.
Lanqi watched him eating silently, seeming a little unhappy.
The silver-haired devil soon noticed this direct gaze.
The silver-haired devil turned his head and looked at Lanqi for a while, his eyes piercing like ice.
Then, a hint of displeasure flashed in the demon's eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with Lanqi's gaze.
The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, forming a cold arc, and at the same time he let out a contemptuous snort.
The silver-haired devil glanced at Lanci and Hyperion as if he was looking at two cheap commodities, his expression full of disdain.
Then he pointed to the restaurant manager next to him and motioned him to come over.
Then, he said something calmly:
"However many high-end ingredients you have today, I'll order them all."
The domineering tone in his words, like his aristocratic temperament, could not be ignored.
Obviously, he wanted to show the absolute gap between them in front of Lanqi and Hyperion, and deprive them of the opportunity to enjoy delicious food.
It seemed that because of Lanqi's look just now, he decided not to allow Lanqi and Hyperion, the two rude demons, to enjoy the same quality of food as him today.
However, Lanqi still looked at the long table of the silver-haired devil with a frown and said nothing.
"Lanqi, forget it."
Hyperion spoke softly, as if trying to ease Lanci's troubles.
She was very sure that the silver-haired student with an exaggerated number of credits was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
In this functional area, there is almost no space for hands-on work.
Lanqi's best tactics of taunting and loving the poet, or silencing and manipulating words, will not work in this restaurant where summoning is prohibited.
Silence shrouded the dining table where the silver-haired demon and Lanci were separated by a distance. Lanci seemed to have heard Hyperion's advice. His eyes moved away from the silver-haired demon's dining table and turned to look at Hyperion's face.
"Saving food and eliminating waste requires everyone's joint efforts."
Lanqi finally spoke.
"We should consciously promote the fine virtues of diligence and thrift, establish the idea that saving is glorious and waste is shameful, intensify publicity on practicing thrift and opposing waste, and strive to create a good social trend of civilized dining and rational consumption."
Lanci carefully explained the values to Hyperion.
Hyperion: “…”
She always feels.
There is nothing wrong with Lanqi's idea.
But when it came out of his mouth, it somehow sounded like jargon.
Because this person's understanding of things like virtue is more or less unique!