Big Devil Slime it's soft

When the lady left completely, Qiu Qiu couldn't help touching the plate of waffles.

When his fingers moved strangely across the plate, he suddenly remembered that he was now a group of virtual guests.

He obviously knows that virtual guests can't eat, because his text-soaked guests have told him, and he often invites them to Weiyan District to play.

But the lady's ordering attitude just now was so natural that Qiu Qiu didn't think about it for a while, and only now did he realize the problem.

Since you can't eat it, why order it?

Qiu Qiu looked up blankly and looked around.

This small shop called "Temperature" is one-third larger than the Devil's Restaurant, and it has two or three floors by visual inspection, and the overall size is about the same.

In fact, Eden's equipment is not enough to support larger space modeling.

This store may also be on a dusty street corner in an inconspicuous area. There are only two sporadic tables of physical customers, and the rest are blue glowing people.

Qiu Qiu counted, there were eight tables and fourteen people in total, among them, three tables had inedible drinks and were chatting quietly; two tables had ordered inedible food and placed them for photos; To do so, look down at the terminal intently.

There is another one sitting in front of the bar, looking at the small light screen on the table, which is broadcasting the interview of the battleship arena in real time.

There must have been many invisible guests, perhaps sharing seats with others.

Qiu Qiu looked at the waffles again, couldn't help it, ran to the bar and sat down, and asked the person who was wiping the glasses in a low voice whether he was the owner or the chef.

"Excuse me, the black pepper beef noodles I just ordered..."

"I'm doing it." The person who seemed to be the owner of the shop whispered softly.

Qiu Qiu was stunned: "No, I mean, can it be eaten?"

The suspected owner of the shop was a middle-aged man with a mustache. He was thin and gave off a sense of immortality. His tone of voice and eyes were very ethereal, which made Qiu Qiu unpredictable.

"This guest," the misty shopkeeper said in a misty voice, "The food in this shop is all freshly made, why can't you eat it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Qiu saw a girl wearing the uniform of the store go to the table where he was sitting just now, and took away the plate of waffles.

Strong reluctance welled up in Qiu Qiu's heart!

"But it's obviously inedible." Qiu Qiu almost fainted, pointing at the waffle, wishing he could immediately turn into a ball and jump to this planet, stuffing the waffle and the plate into his mouth.

"Huh?" Misty shopkeeper seemed to finally understand what he meant, showing a little bit of surprise: "Is this your first time in Eden?"

Qiu Qiu thought it was true, so he nodded and watched the plate of waffles slip away from under his nose, and finally entered the invisible back kitchen.

"Then you may not know," the Misty shopkeeper said with a smile: "With the current technological level of the alliance, there is no way to simulate taste, but in this shop, what you buy is not just food."

Qiu Qiu looked at him stupidly.

Then I heard the shopkeeper stroke his mustache in a mysterious way: "...it's the temperature."

Qiu Qiu: "......???"

"People have temperature, the environment has temperature, and everything in the world has temperature. The difference in temperature can make people and people produce wonderful chemical reactions, make people and the environment merge and change each other, let love come, let inspiration burst, let fate be born, Let you—" The shopkeeper draws a Taiji-like circle with one hand, pointing at Qiu Qiu: "——sit here."

"..." The shopkeeper's tone was very metaphysical and mysterious, and Qiu Qiu was confused: "But I came here because you are No.1 on the rookie list."

"Nono." Misty shopkeeper raised his index finger and shook it left and right: "You can't say that. This is just a certain form of fate."

Qiu Qiu was already very upset, and the face of the public, who was set as the default, slumped down, like a passer-by NPC: "So, can you eat it?"

"Yes, yes," the shopkeeper reassured him, "I'm doing it, I'm doing it."

Qiu Qiu was suspicious, but he persuaded her to decide to wait a little longer.

There were no new customers in the store at the moment, so the owner chatted with him while wiping the cups.

"Customer, don't you feel the temperature of our store while you're sitting here?" The owner swiped his arm, as if to show the world he has built: "This is the work of the teacher 'Changyuan Baihe'! The teacher did it last year. No.2 in the list of the most popular designers, his designs have always been evaluated as having a disappearing oriental charm..."

Qiu Qiu doesn't even understand Dongfang, let alone Guyun, he has only read Qin Aotian.

But because he was bored, it didn't mean that others didn't like it. After a while, several Blu-ray people were attracted by the topic.

Qiu Qiu silently gave up a seat to the side for their discussion.

"It's so beautiful," said a guest: "Sitting here, I really feel the 'temperature'. Even the small candles on the table are very delicately designed. Through the color and structure of the objects, the feeling is expressed visually, synaesthesia ah."

"Ms. Changgaki Baihe is very good at this kind of..."

"Too advanced..."

Qiu Qiu moved another seat to the side and listened silently, his eyes moving from time to time to the food that these people ordered but didn't eat.

"Ms. Changyuan Baihe is very difficult to hire." A customer said with a smile: "I remember that he only accepts an order in half a year, and he has to interview the client. Only when he agrees with the concept is he willing to take the job."

"Even interviews don't give everyone a chance, do they?"

"His offer is not low."

The mustache shopkeeper's complacency almost came out from the tip of his beard: "No, it's all fate and luck. The money is really not much, we just chatted speculatively."

Qiu Qiu propped his chin with one hand, and was bored when he suddenly heard the next sentence from the beard.

"...But it really depends on the person. I heard that the store opposite also invited Mr. Changyuan Baihe. But he refused, and it has been broken and broken, with a white wall."

Qiu Qiu slipped his hand: "..."

Who invited whom?I do not know how?

Then I heard a customer laugh: "I know what you said, is the warehouse opposite the wind? Hahaha."

Another guest said: "I went to that house to have a look in the morning, and it was so bare and ugly that I couldn't describe it."

"Their cooks are even uglier. I'm dumbfounded."

"The menu is handwritten, like a primary school student's font..."

The owner of the misty shop sighed: "If they are like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to invite famous designers."

Several guests agreed repeatedly, and became addicted while talking.

For a while, they questioned his strange ranking, and for a while, they said that the devil restaurant bribed the food review agency, bribed the judges at the food festival, and blatantly manipulated...

"That food festival video, show me a joke. It's an entertainment competition. Letting a bowl of noodles win is too foolish." One person said: "Wang Wu is so late."

"That's Weiyan District, isn't it famously dilapidated and messy?"

The shop owner stroked his mustache and interjected in a low voice, "I've got some gossip to tell you, don't tell it..."

Several guests moved forward unanimously.

"Didn't Mengli Township go bankrupt..." The shop owner said mysteriously, "I heard that their cook was dug from there."

"Hey—" All the guests hissed collectively.

Qiu Qiu stood up slowly, and suddenly said expressionlessly: "Where is my face?"

"Oh!" The shopkeeper said happily just now, but he really forgot him, and greeted him with a smile: "It should be ready, I'll help you get it."

After a while, he came back with a steaming plate, put it on the bar, and said with a smile, "Do you want to put it here, or send it to the small table?"

Qiu Qiu stared at him, his eyebrows slowly furrowed little by little.

"This can't be eaten." Qiu Qiu reached out to touch the plate, but still couldn't touch it, and said coldly, "You lied to me."

The other guests looked at each other with strange expressions.

The store owner was a little annoyed by him, and his attitude was not as good as before: "This customer, are you here to find fault? You came to the store through Eden equipment, and things can only be seen and smelled. Isn't this common sense?"

"..." Qiu Qiu was completely angry: "But I just asked you, and you said you can eat it."

"This little brother?" A guest who was chatting just now tried to be a peacemaker, and opened the menu to show him: "Look, the menu is clearly written, here are the precautions...and order through Eden, even if you can't get it In my mouth, I have to pay five times the price."

"Yes," said another, "it's a league rule, to prevent everyone from ordering food and not eating it, causing excessive waste-but the process of making food is also worthy of appreciation, we are paying for it, stop arguing okay ?”

"Isn't it because I want to renege on my debt..." Someone muttered in a low voice.

Qiu Qiu thought it was ridiculous.

He spent five times the money to buy a delicious food and put it in front of him, but he couldn't eat it! ?

He was about to swell with anger!

"You said you could eat it,"

"Yes!" The shop owner was completely impatient: "Of course it can be eaten! We have made it carefully! As long as you can afford the boat ticket and delivery fee, we will set up an incubator in our store, and the human flesh will be delivered to you! Guaranteed It's still hot!"

Even many invisible guests laughed out loud, thinking that this scene was very beautiful.

"Yes, pay for it!"

"If you have to fight against the shopkeeper, let's play it off now."

"Don't be angry, let's go, brother, it's not worth it..."

Qiu Qiu ignored these voices and agreed without thinking.

Now it was the shopkeeper's turn to be stunned, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Which district are you in?"

"Weiyan District." Qiu Qiu said.

The onlookers sprayed again.

"As expected of the Weiyan District, it's truly amazing."

"It's so far away... If you're not mistaken, this store is in Fangtu District..."

"Have you graduated from elementary school yet? Don't slap your face swollen and look fat. The boat ticket is really expensive and it's not worth it."

"How much?" Qiu Qiu turned to the person who spoke.

Everyone inquired on the spot, and after a while of operation, they all shouted: "There will be a starship in an hour, [-] credits! Only the first class is left!"

A pasta is only 48 credits.

Five times the price is two hundred and four.

But now, it would cost [-] to bring this inexpensive ordinary meal to the front.

Qiu Qiu was silent for a moment, raised his hand to look at the terminal, there was indeed no thirty-eight thousand in it.

Most of the money Zhong Yu gave him was used to purchase Eden equipment. After the Devil Restaurant opened, Qiu Qiu made money smoothly, and Zhong Yu didn't even give him pocket money.

But Qiu Qiu didn't care.

The cost of all ingredients, wages for employees, etc., Devil's Restaurant is currently self-sufficient-although money is not a lot of money, Qiu Qiu is not short of it.

Because Gao Ming was hired yesterday, he even handed over all the books to Bai Xiaoxu, and planned to settle them every month.

After all, Qiu Qiu's favorite food cannot be bought with money.

Seeing Qiu Qiu watching the bracelet not moving, many people couldn't bear it, and the invisible guests also started bubbling one after another.

"Don't make a fuss, it's the first time someone is playing this, it's normal if you don't understand."

"My annual salary is only thirty-eight thousand..."

"Brother, go back, I'll pay for you, let's go, let's go."

"..."

Qiu Qiu raised his head and said indifferently: "No, I want you to see it off. Just wait for me for a while."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Qiu turned and ran outside.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The shop owner was very shameless, ran to the door and choked: "Don't make me wait too long—I'll pour it for you—"

After the mustache shopkeeper finished shouting, he found that the shop was so embarrassingly silent that he was stunned for a while before he felt regret.

His small shop spent a lot of money to invite well-known designers, and what he wanted to do was to follow the trendy route.

It's really out of style to choke with a passerby who doesn't understand anything now.

It's good that this person just left, he can still be regarded as a victim of being eaten by the overlord, but what if the guest comes back with [-]...

Isn't the reputation of his shop over? ?

When it comes to him in the future, it is no longer a "small shop with human touch", but a black shop that kills [-] customers!

After trying to understand this, the shopkeeper started sweating on the spot, and even his mustache was wet.

Distraught, he went back behind the bar, wondering if he could.

Wouldn't someone really be willing to give thirty-eight thousand to vent their anger?

This is not three hundred and eight, nor is it three thousand and eight.You can still hear the noise when you hit the water, but there is only a thud when you throw [-] into the water.

No, no, no, no...

For an entire hour, the bearded shopkeeper kept sweating. Three clothes were wet, and he calmed down when he changed to the fourth.

It's been a long time, so I really don't want to come.

Looking at the store, the customers were whispering and seemed to think the same way.

The owner was secretly relieved, picked up the cup and was about to wipe it, when a customer suddenly exclaimed——

"My God, look at the light screen!"

The light screen placed on the bar has been simultaneously broadcasting news interviews from the Battleship Arena.

Because it is a [-]/[-] live broadcast, and it is popular among the masses, the owner put it there for convenience and never changed the channel.

At this moment, there was no sound in the store, and even the low-pitched sound from the small screen was clearly heard by everyone.

It's just... outrageous.

The little boy who was still in their store just now, wearing a cartoon T-shirt of the ball man, with messy hair, was dragged by the reporter.

"This contestant whose ID is 'so hungry'!!! Don't leave! Just one question! I'll just ask one more question!!!" The reporter went crazy.

Qiu Qiu was anxious: "How about next time?"

"How did you do it!? You won 0 games in a row from level 8! You beat the 11th-ranked 'Slayer'! That's a strong player who won the championship in the era of full victory!? How did you practice, How old are you this year, you, "

Qiu Qiu: "Just play casually..."

Said and went out again.

The reporter was about to faint: "Don't go! I beg you! What are you in such a hurry for? What is the purpose of consecutive challenges! And why did you stop moving when you reached the eleventh place!?"

Qiu Qiu's sleeves were about to be pulled off by the reporter, holding on like a tug-of-war, feeling anxious.

It's a pity that he can't speak fast, so he can only say slowly: "My friend said that playing this game can make money. I will leave when I earn enough. I am in a hurry because I have to eat, and the shopkeeper wants [-] credit points from me. , and said that if I didn’t go back in time, he would pour my beef noodles down.”

Qiu Qiu said, with a sad tone: "Let me go, I'm so hungry."

reporter:"……?"

The reporter loosened his hand in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, Qiu Qiu had already run several steps away. While no one was going out, he quickly shouted, "Wait! What kind of store is so dark!?"

Qiu Qiu replied in a hurry: "Let's call it 'temperature'. It seems."