Still as beautiful as the mountains and clear waters.
Everyone seems to be living and working in peace and contentment.
'It would be better if the energy level of the fire storm in the sky was smaller and did not interfere with my teleportation.'
After successfully returning to his hometown, Orshika celebrated by killing a passer-by, and then thought happily.
Beside him.
After moving his steps to avoid the blood splashing on him, Golaner said with a bit of disgust: "Can you please stop killing me randomly? Others haven't messed with you."
It was better when he was in another world, but when he arrived in the Abyss, his style of killing for fun immediately returned.
Orshiga waved her hands nonchalantly and said: "It's just a habitual action, just a small entertainment activity. Anyway, in the bottomless abyss, my hobby can only be considered harmless."
After speaking, he also pointed to several abyss demons who were eating charcoal-roasted alien intelligent creatures, and several orcs who were playing with women in the street next door.
Strictly speaking, Orshiga's movement was much smaller than theirs.
"...You are really comparing yourself to others..."
Golaner touched his head helplessly.
If it weren't for the sufficient resources here and the poor public security in this city, there would be no outsiders coming in.
Just walking down the street, you can see various crime scenes.
And it’s the type that you can see everywhere at a glance.
I can't even count how many people are doing evil.
Listening to the other party's complaints, Orshika said a little unconvinced: "Isn't it normal for abyss demons to compete with each other?
I should be relatively easy to get along with among them."
Such direct words blocked Golaner's words on the spot.
The personalities of the Abyss Demons are indeed worse than the last.
Among this relatively poor class, he is indeed one of the relatively good ones.
At least he has some sense.
At this time, a garbage man came over, pointed at the body next to Orshika, and asked politely: "Excuse me..."
"I don't want it anymore, drag it away."
Before he could finish speaking, Orshika directly said what the other party wanted to hear.
"Thank you so much~ I hope you will still kill people like hemp in the future~"
The other party happily accepted the windfall on the roadside and gave him a blessing.
Although the soul has been eaten by Orshika, the flesh and blood of this corpse is also a good thing, and it can be eaten for many meals in hot pot.
So this trash man's mentality is just like that of the aunt who lost dozens of pounds on the roadside and is extremely happy.
"Little things."
The philanthropic Orshika calmly said no need to thank him.
In his opinion, the opponent's rank is really low.
Also a garbage man, Orshika only likes the big business of recycling and is not interested at all in these trivial things.
Thinking of this, the pride of the senior trash man made his face show a look of complacency.
The low-level trash guy in front of him immediately felt inexplicably suppressed.
'Damn it, what's going on with this feeling of being a successful person...'
The other party's heart was inexplicably complicated for a while.
Even the corpse in your hands no longer smells good!
Looking at this scene, Glaner could only shake his head and sigh to Alison: "He is thinking about some strange things again... I always feel that his thinking is a bit messed up..."
"I feel that way too..."
Alison nodded in agreement.
Sometimes it's normal, sometimes it's completely abnormal.
It's a little bit mentally ill.
Although the race of abyssal demons themselves are all mentally ill, they only differ in severity...
Glaner asked in a low voice: "Do you think taking medicine can cure mental illness?"
Faced with this problem, Alison looked at Orshiga who was complacent about her career as a garbage man, and shook her head with a straight face: "I'm afraid not, I think this is a congenital problem that cannot be cured.
"
Orshiga, who was originally thinking about her own future development path as a garbage man, shook her tail unhappily when she heard what they were discussing: "...Is it necessary to dislike me so much?"
The two of them nodded without hesitation and answered decisively:
"Obviously everything is good. It would be nice if the way of thinking was more normal."
While he was talking, he had a look of pity on his face.
It's as if it's a pity that Orzhiga has such a good configuration, but his head is not quite right.
"..."
He felt insulted, but couldn't find any rebuttal.
Oops, so angry...
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Golaner hurriedly comforted him: "Although he's a little perverted, he's really good."
"Your comfort is okay."
He sighed a little helplessly.
"Having finally come back, why don't you just go find the best restaurant for a meal?"
Hearing this, Ge Laner immediately thought of a certain experience.
It was a restaurant that challenged your outlook just by the decoration style. The shape was like a mess of bloody meat sauce.
And it’s a hairy meat sauce.
The dishes inside are also very strong in taste. Just looking at them for a few times made Gallan feel physically and psychologically uncomfortable.
So she hurriedly said: "Don't take me to that restaurant last time..."
Orshiga replied casually: "Then go to a house that you have never been to~"
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Soon after.
A space filled with sea water.
Countless fish are swimming around.
But there is an invisible barrier surrounding Orzhiga and the three of them, blocking all sea water.
Only the sparkling refracted light can enter it.
Provide them with a good dining environment.
In addition, a small singing group composed of mermaids, sirens, and sea monsters were nearby, slowly singing distant tunes with their own voices.
It gives people an inexplicable sense of time and makes them feel calmer.
After closing her eyes and listening for a while, Alison sighed: "The atmosphere here is really good..."
Before she finished speaking, she remembered the bill here.
A small space, plus twelve special singing groups, and carefully selected expensive dishes.
That was a price that made her feel a little heartbroken just looking at it. Only a guy like Orshika who didn't regard money as money could be calm and composed.
"atmosphere?"
Orshiga calmly took a bite of the Warcraft steak in front of him and nodded unhurriedly: "I think it's okay~"
In his opinion, this small scene is just that.
Through the memories of those gods, he had seen the other party's extremely luxurious life more than once.
The kind of life that is supported by the entire plane, even the simplest type, is far from being comparable to this thing now.
The resources of tens of billions of believers are pooled together.
Even the wine pool and the meat forest are extremely frugal.
Precious and rare metals that can be used to make sophisticated props, inlaid with gemstones to use as bricks. Brew millennium-old wine and use it to rinse your mouth and feed it to pets.
These are just basic operations.
And Orshiga, who had witnessed those luxurious scenes, would naturally not be moved by this incident.
Seeing his indifferent expression, Alison suddenly said after being silent for a while: "Although I have been taking care of you and owe you a lot, can you agree to my request?"
He casually took a bite on the plate containing the dishes and thought calmly: 'Hmm~ This plate is delicious...'
Then he looked at Alison without changing his expression.
For the first time, I saw an embarrassed look on the other person's face, so I said with interest: "Tell me about it~"
"I hope you can help my compatriots find a safe enough place to stay."