The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Originally, Hobori was basically ignorant of Blue Star’s culture.

Now even though Olga has passed on some basic common sense.

But looking at the stewardess in front of her, with the intention of putting a napkin on herself, her brows still frowned immediately.

Disgusted with being touched by strangers, she looked a little repulsive and said to the other party:

"I can do it myself."

Because before he came out, Olga easily passed all the mainstream languages ​​here to her.

Therefore, she currently speaks fluent English that does not fit her dressing style very well.

Moreover, both grammar and tone are definitely more authentic than most Britons.

There is no language barrier to speaking with other people around.

Following her words, the stewardess hadn't reacted yet, and an invisible force had already pushed her away slowly.

Then, under everyone's attention.

The napkin was automatically tied to the snow-white neck of Houhou without any wind.

On the other hand, Olga did not exclude others from serving himself, and he was even used to it.

After all, the number of maids in [Crimson Heaven] is far from the people of Transcendent know...

Therefore, he did not make any unnecessary moves.

Quietly waiting for others to fasten their napkins.

He casually picked up a knife made of high-purity gold and engraved with Jesus' salvation patterns throughout the body, inserted a steak with a little sauce, and said casually to Hohoro:

"The food here is completely different from [Tianluo Zhenjie]. You might like it or maybe."

After speaking, he took a bite himself.

In this regard, Houhou's heart felt a little noncommittal.

As a powerful practitioner with multiple special abilities, the food in front of him, and even the taste of the attendants, is absolutely different from the smell of ordinary people. .

Because, no matter what the taste is, as long as it is magnified countless times, there is a high probability that it is just a strange taste.

In this situation.

The attendants around, whether it is the high-end perfume or their own sweat, to Hohoro, they are actually no different from stinky bombs. They are all disgusting odors!

In the past, it was precisely for these reasons that she never lived with mortals.

Nothing to look down on.

Only after the strength gap is too large, the physical sensory gap between the two sides is really too large.

As long as she wants.

She could even see the tiny insects between the skins of ordinary people, and she could see the filth everywhere in the airflow.

The world, in her eyes, is almost a dirty prison.

That feeling is really uncomfortable!

Fortunately, she has the ability to regulate her senses, and can be blind and mindless...

Otherwise.

She probably didn't want to go anywhere except the clean place she had cleaned up in advance.

now.

Facing Olga’s words, she followed the basic message passed by Olga, and after holding the knife and fork according to the drawing of Calabash, she forked a piece of seared tuna and subconsciously placed it in front of her nose. Sniff gently.

Since she has adjusted her own sense of smell in advance, she will not smell any strange smell for the time being.

Only those food scents familiar to ordinary people can be smelled.

Put it in your mouth and after chewing for a few times, you can feel the muscle texture of the steak and the flavor contained in it.

In Houhou's heart, he subconsciously made a judgment.

‘For mortals, it’s delicious, but for practitioners, it’s useless except to satisfy their hunger. It doesn’t even contain a trace of Spirit Power...’

However, she has not eaten mortal food for many years.

Looking at Olga in front of him, it was a random eating process.

She didn't see likes or disgust on that face.

In my heart, I suddenly recalled how many years ago I was still in the original world.

For a time.

The mood is also a bit complicated.

At that time, she liked to eat some folk snacks...

It seems that the food is actually too rough to swallow.

If, back then, in Da Sui, if I had these foods right now, I would definitely consider myself a beloved one...

But today, these things can only be regarded as meaningless things at best.

The world is changing, and I am also changing...

Olga, who was sitting across from her, watched her expression change, and immediately shook her head invisible, and asked:

"Have you not eaten these mortal delicacies for a long time?"

Although, he can directly read all the answers of the other party through the other party's bread micro-expression, and can achieve similar results through the other party's scattered thought fluctuations.

But out of interest, Olga doesn't like to use those abilities when playing games by himself, but prefers to make the other person answer his own questions.

Faced with his question, even though Horibori was a little puzzled, he put down his knife and fork and replied:

"Yes, the last time I ate food was probably more than 30,000 years ago, when I first came to [Tianluo Real World] to eat some kind of sacred tree cake with Master..."

As a guy who can barely be called a good leader, Orchga, after listening to her answer, casually reminded:

"As a being with a long enough life, it may be a good thing for you to cultivate various hobbies outside of practice. Otherwise, if you are bored for a long time, you should try all kinds of tricks... Believe it Me, that's a move that can easily capsize..."

The simplest example is the guys in [Unity Council].

After getting tired of life, I want to die, and by the way, I force others to die first.

In the face of him, Hou Hou immediately recalled Orr's reckless actions.

There was also a guess in his mind.

‘Is it possible that those actions of the lord are to fight against the boredom caused by longevity? ’

But it didn't take long before she chose to deny the speculation after all.

after all.

According to one's own hunch and understanding.

She feels that Olga is more likely to be born with a bad personality...

As for the others on the sidelines.

When they heard that the last time Houhou ate food more than 30,000 years ago, they were also a little stunned.

You know, human civilization is only a few thousand years in total.

Thirty thousand years is too long for them...

However, due to their own responsibilities, plus not knowing whether the two words are true or not, they did not show any other expressions.

It's just that each silently recorded those conversations in their hearts.

I plan to report it in a while.

To this.

Whether it's Olga or Hou Hou, he is naturally very clear in his heart.

It's just that they don't care about both.

Just like when two humans are talking about things, they don't need to avoid the ants at their feet.

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