The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The ‘Old Place’ seems to be very different from other hotels and restaurants. There are not so many luxurious decorations, nor so many expensive furnishings. The seemingly simple decorations and facilities, but always show an elegant and unique atmosphere.

This is the only reason that the so-called ‘most noble’ and ‘most noble’ places I’ve been to are more than a hundredfold.

I am completely satisfied with this breath and temperament, but it is a pity that the service staff here seem to be very indifferent to the human race.

From the time I entered the door to the private room, during this short period of time, not only the elven women who led the way, but also a glance at me, even the waitresses passing by in a hurry, they ignored me at all, which made me Very sad.

Doesn’t it mean that customers are God?

How to serve God is more arrogant than God!

I'm not angry, I just feel a little awkward, I always feel that something is missing.

After taking the seat, Master Hall said to me, "Xiao Yi, do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

I curled my lips, shook my head and said, "There is nothing uncomfortable."

Master Hall smiled and said: "Uncomfortable is also normal, because here, generally not open to human adventurers."

"Huh?" I was taken aback, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there were no human adventurers in the store.

"Well, isn't this restaurant just for people to eat?" I wondered: "Why are there restrictions on race?"

Dewey chuckled aside and said, "If I didn't know a little bit about you, I would really suspect that you are not from the Hefeng Mainland at all."

I hurriedly said: "How do you say this?"

Dewey said: "The restaurant in the old place was jointly established by five of the six human races, including the orcs, the elves, the goblins, the dwarves and our goblins."

He said while fiddling with his fingers, saying: "The initial establishment of this restaurant was actually to discriminate against the human race."

"What's the matter?" I wondered: "Is the human race so unwelcome?"

"This is natural" Dewey said: "Although human beings are not bad in nature, their instincts are much stronger than those of our races, especially in terms of greed and sexual desire."

"This seems not quite right..." I defended: "Greed and sexual desire are the basic instincts of human beings. It seems that no people of any race can avoid it, unless it is an old driver who has just finished controlling. , But that is the state of'sage' and cannot be counted."

"What is the'sage state' you just said?" Dewey didn't understand it, no wonder, this is not a word for Hefeng Mainland.

"Oh..." I thought about it and said, "It's a state of transcending the mundane and forgetting oneself, uh... it should be like this, in short, it is a very strange one. Status, but the necessary prerequisite is that it must be cleaned up."

"Lu... clean?" Dewey questioned me again.

I was afraid that this would go on forever, so I changed the subject forcibly: "You haven't told me the reason yet. Greed and sexual desire should be more than humans have."

"You're right, it's true that it's not only the Human Race," Dewey continued: "But the Human Race is the most chaotic. There is no doubt about this."

Dewey stood up, came to the window, waved his hand, and said: "Look at the Ai Rui City, how many casinos and brothels are on the streets, and how many people disappear every year for no reason, and finally show up in these two places. Become a victim."

He leaned against the window, and then said: "Look at several other towns that are not controlled by humans. Which one has more of Eri City, you will naturally understand."

After I said this, I didn't argue anymore, but I don't need to argue anymore.

Dewey was right. During the days I lived in Dassai City, I also paid attention to this problem. I have to say that I traveled all over the streets and alleys of Dasai City’s most prosperous capital, and searched for those who saw Dasai City. Residents who looked extremely wretched did not find even a brothel or a casino.

Later, a wretched uncle who opened a tavern told me: If you want to find these, go to York City and Erie City, there are everywhere, here, I'm sorry, no, I won't set up that stuff.

I said this thing is not very profitable, why not set it up?

The uncle gave me a scornful look: Those things are poisonous and can corrode human souls. Although our orcs seem to be poorer than your humans, we are healthy and happy. We never use crooked ways to harm ourselves. Compatriots.

Then, I was blasted out by him.

The questioning ended here, and I had no intention of looking again.

In fact, when I look for brothels and pubs, I don't really want to hire prostitutes and drink, but I want to understand the so-called folk customs.

Cough, get back to business.

Soon, the meals were delivered one by one.

Serving and placing dishes has always been operated by the female elf who came in before. It can be seen that she has an extraordinary talent in this area.

I wanted to admire her for this talent, but she ignored me from the beginning to the end. Even when she put the dishes, she couldn’t put it down, so she made them look low. A class of dishes was placed in front of me.

What kind of discrimination is this, it is simply naked ignorance and contempt!

I...I can only sit in the position helplessly, bearing all this depressiveness.

You can't just slap her to death because of contempt.

With tens of thousands of dishes, the female elves and the attendants who came with them withdrew at the same time, closed the door, and left.

Master Dewey and Master Hall began to wear a scarf around their necks, and I followed them in a way of learning. After a while, I realized that this scarf is about the same size as a handkerchief, and how to tie it.

Hall chuckled and said, "You don't have to reluctantly bring it, it's the goblin clan standard."

"I rely on—" I couldn't help but let out a long curse: "How is this discrimination? It's a bully. I said you two didn't specifically call me to disgust me."

"How come?" Dewey swallowed the dishes in his mouth and said: "The specialties of the'Old Place' are simply the Ai Ruicheng, no, they are the best in the entire Hefeng Continent!"

"Master Dewey is right," said Master Hall: "Their specialties are indeed unique, and they are delicious and refreshing. They can be regarded as the best of the best."

Persuaded by the two masters at the same time, I temporarily put aside my prejudices, picked up a chopstick dish, and put it in my mouth.

Damn it, worthy of the name!

It's so delicious!

Then, with a gorging rhythm, I started to eat a lot.

The two old men looked at me with a smile, as if they were looking at their grandson.

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