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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!
Chapter 63 Lanqi's Public Service Announcement
The bright lights of the Demon King's Royal Restaurant reflect on the high-quality black decorations, elegant dining tables, comfortable chairs, and exquisite tableware, every detail exudes luxury.
The lights dance in the corners of the floor tiles, the handmade ice is crystal clear, the wine bottles are shiny, the mist of the newly served dishes, everything becomes more amazing under the refraction of light.
“We value the honesty, integrity and naturalness of our ingredients, so if you have any feedback or comments, please feel free to let us know.”
The demon waiter gracefully placed the food that Ranch and Hyperion had ordered on the table and said.
She elegantly placed the ordered dishes on the table in front of Lanci and Hyperion, like a professional aristocratic attendant, with steady and smooth movements.
One appetizer is freshly grilled beef cut into small cubes, sprinkled with herbs, fried salt grass leaves and transparent pear slices, then spread on a thin piece of black bread.
Another dish looks like thick slices of venison, marinated with salt and black pepper, then fried until the skin is charred and tender on the inside, with thin slices of black truffle placed between the venison, giving off a rich aroma. It is served with a lamp of spice snow and a glass of red wine sauce.
The last box of desserts is decorated with round dark chocolate balls filled with a layer of caramel cheese and sprinkled with sea salt on the surface to add a layer of texture. It looks crisp and shiny, and you can imagine that if you just tap the chocolate ball lightly with a spoon, the silky caramel sauce will spread out.
Because the silver-haired devil got there first, Lanci and Hyperion were unable to order more advanced dishes.
For now, they could only order a few ordinary dishes.
However, the presentation before us is enough to show the respect that the college branch of the Demon King's Royal Restaurant has for food and guests.
Hyperion looked at the food on the table, wondering what Lanqi was planning.
"Lanqi, summons can't be used here."
Hyperion reminded quietly.
In this restaurant bestowed by the Demon King, there is a rule similar to "no pets allowed in", and no demon is allowed to summon familiars or beasts.
Without [Poet of Great Love], the key card that serves as Ranchi's final boss, most of Ranchi's tactics will be ineffective.
Even in the restaurant, you cannot use words to provoke trouble. Even if Lanqi wants to play psychological warfare, he can't do anything now.
"Huprienne, just follow the rules here. I want to make a propaganda and educational film for the audience watching the broadcast in the real world, with the theme of 'saving food is honorable, and waste is shameful'."
Lanqi's words were full of sincerity. In fact, he didn't care about the silver-haired devil's previous slightly targeted behavior. He was only worried that the silver-haired devil's extravagant attitude of living a life of luxury and drinking would affect the teenagers in the real world who were watching the live broadcast.
As a civilized model team, they must set an example.
Spread positive and healthy values and set a good example.
"you want……"
Hyperion had a bad feeling in her heart, but before she could finish her words, she found that Lanci had already started.
For some reason, Lanqi's complexion suddenly became a little worse.
"Mr. Manager."
Lanqi raised his hand and shouted softly.
The manager walked towards them quickly with a sophisticated pace. Lanci and Hyperion were obviously easier to deal with than the silver-haired devil who made the whole restaurant nervous.
"Excuse me, Mr. Manager, I feel a little uncomfortable in my chest. Do you have any drinks that can warm my body?"
Lanqi looked at the manager, his hands shaking as he raised the glass.
His voice sounded painful and hoarse, like a wounded beast trying hard to hide his illness.
"Yes, please wait."
After the manager nodded, he took the empty glass from Lanqi's hand, walked towards the wine cabinet in the distance, and prepared to serve him according to Lanqi's request.
Next.
Lanqi looked like a physically and mentally disabled person. He held the cutlery with trembling hands and ate the food while making groaning sounds.
If he were in the human world, because this characteristic is so strong, sometimes he might attract some low-quality children to tease him, such as imitating the disabled person.
This kind of behavior is extremely bad.
But such boring demons usually don’t appear in the high-end restaurants of the demon world.
In the distance, on the long table on the other side of the restaurant.
The silver-haired devil glanced at Lanci from the corner of his eye. The corner of his mouth seemed to be disdainful, with a hint of regret. He glanced at Hyperion again, then retracted his gaze and focused on his feast again.
That glowing demon was weak and powerless, and even needed the pity and care of the female demons in his group. Even after graduation, he was just a poor creature who could not stand out in the demon world.
The silver-haired demon tilted the red wine bottle in his hand gently, and the deep red liquid slowly flowed into the wine glass like a thin red line. On his face, the impatient expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a satisfied look of enjoyment.
Lanqi's existence was, to him, a joke that slightly lifted his spirits, a brief insight.
It was quickly drowned in the food he had eaten and the wine he had drunk.
The atmosphere in the restaurant became calm, as if it were a black treasure box with only small lights shining like diamonds.
Cutlery and glass containers were placed on the black tablecloths on the tables. There was a small menu next to each table, and most of the customers who were dining were silent or spoke softly.
Outside the window is the night view of Purgatory City. The lights are like meteors across the sky, the air is filled with the aroma of demonic food, and the light and shadow create a mysterious and elegant atmosphere.
Under this lens language.
Lanqi took advantage of this moment when no one noticed.
Silently, he healed the silver-haired demon a few times.
Suddenly, the sudden severe pain caused the silver-haired man who was elegantly tasting the food to change his expression drastically. His hands began to tremble and he let out a whining sound.
Next, Lanqi began to imitate the state of the silver-haired devil, raising the spoon and shaking it in complete synchronization with the silver-haired devil's movements and sounds, making a wailing sound with the same frequency and rhythm.
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The silver-haired devil noticed.
It was Lanqi who was using non-offensive magic to trick him, and even deliberately imitated his condition to humiliate him.
Originally, the silver-haired devil had no intention of paying any attention to Lanqi, but he didn't expect Lanqi to be so reckless and take the initiative to cause trouble.
Then the consequences will be quite serious.
……
At this time, the restaurant manager, who had just walked back and witnessed all this, was stunned.
He looked at the silver-haired demon, then at Lanci. Both demons seemed to be disabled, their movements and sounds were even almost synchronized.
The manager suddenly quickened his pace and walked towards the silver-haired devil!
"Don't imitate or tease the disabled demon!"
The manager yelled and slapped the silver-haired devil on the head.
The silver-haired demon's entire head was knocked crooked.
Insulting other customers is not allowed in this restaurant!
……
far away.
Lanqi continued to tremble his hands as if nothing had happened, as if he did not see the silver-haired devil who had fallen to the ground in the distance. He was only focused on the present, eating his meal with a strong mind despite his disability.
No matter how you look at it, it seemed that the silver-haired devil was imitating the real disabled Ranchi.
“To cherish food, we must start with every little thing.”
Lanqi finally said this slogan to himself with a relieved look.
This public service announcement ends here.
"???"
Hyperion's eyelids twitched.
After all, she still underestimated the depth of this thing's inhumanity!