Radeus was lying on the oak table, his face pressed against the cold tabletop, his eyes were distracted, like a body whose soul had been taken away.
"The Sa family never wants to see rainbow-colored meat again in this life..."
Now Radeus already has a psychological shadow on rainbow colors.
"Is it so unpalatable?"
"I clearly didn't make any mistakes, right?"
Randolph sat opposite, frowning slightly, poking at the plate of Dragon Meat Nanahoshi Roast with a fork, studying it carefully.
"Rockheart Mushroom, Earth Vein Salt, Sourberry Vinegar..."
He counted the things he added on his fingers and muttered something.
Any one of these is not delicious, but it is definitely not unpalatable.
But after they were all added into the hands of Randolph, they caused some kind of wonderful chemical reaction that was beyond the scope of human understanding.
Randolph·Marian, born to be Breaking Bad!
"No, I have to taste it!"
Randolph picked up a piece and put it into his mouth in one swoop, so fast that even Radeus couldn't react.
"Don't! You'll die!"
Radeus raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly reached out to stop it, but it was too late, Randolph had already started chewing.
Randolph put the meat into his mouth and chewed it twice. His cheeks bulged as he felt the taste of the food and nodded with satisfaction.
"It just tastes like this, very authentic, but the seasoning is still a bit missing!"
Hearing the devil's whisper, Radeus's face turned green. He stood up from the table and looked at Randolph as if he had seen a ghost.
'If you put a little more, he will die just by smelling it!'
'No, this guy...'
Radeus suddenly realized that Randolph was still alive after eating this meat. This is the weirdest thing.
"Why are you still alive? Are you a silicon-based life form?"
"What the hell?⚆_⚆?"
"Maybe it's because our Demon Race's taste is a little different?"
Randolph tilted his head and blinked his eyes.
"???"
"Are you from Demon Race?"
"No matter how you look at it, it looks like Human Race, right?"
Radeus encountered the second most surprising thing in history today. The first surprise was the cooking made by Randolph.
He looked left and right, even stood up, reached out and touched Randolph's body, pinched his arms, patted his chest, and pulled his hair, as if he was identifying some unknown creature.
"No, isn't this purely human?"
"Are you from the Warhammer system?"
Radeus can't figure out how much Randolph looks like Demon Race. Could it be that he is also like Rowin?
"Hahaha, kid, you don't understand this!"
Randolph stood up and laughed.
"Sit tight! I'll explain it to you!"
Radeus also sat down obediently after hearing this.
"I was born here in the Demon Continent, and I am an authentic Demon Continent person!"
"I am a mixed race of Human Race, Immortal Demon Race, and Long-Ear Race. The Demon Race part accounts for about one-eighth."
"The Immortal Demon King-Atuofei is my great-grandmother."
Randolph briefly introduced his origins and thought he would be admired by Radeus, but the fact was completely the opposite.
"It turns out he's a miscellaneous cultivator!"
"No wonder he looks like a dog!"
"What the hell is the Immortal Demon King? Is he a dick? I don't know him!"
Radeus's fatal triple combo directly broke Randolph's defense.
Although he prides himself on being good-tempered, he is also a bit warm-hearted and curses loudly.
"Fuck your grandma!"
"You have been illiterate for a long time!"
"I don't even know the immortal demon Royal Capital!"
'Illiterate?'
"Me?"
Radeus was stunned for a moment, stretched out a finger, and pointed at himself.
"In my previous life, I was a doctor. I don't have to say how many books I have read, but at least I couldn't be illiterate!"
He originally wanted to retort, but he looked at Hong Wen's Randolph, and then thought about the name Immortal Demon King... Well, he really hadn't heard of it.
He was one of the smarter ones and decided not to refute, but as the saying goes, it feels good to be mean-mouthed for a while, and it feels good to be mean-mouthed all the time.
Ever since, Radeus could only add fuel to the fire. He stood up, shook his head, and said with a very arrogant look.
"No! Recognize! Recognize!"
Randolph's head began to emit visible steam, and then he pushed Radeus back into position.
"Sit down, damn, I'm going to educate you, an illiterate, on science today."
"Okay, okay, I'm all ears!"
Radeus dug his ears with an expression of 'I don't care' on his face.
"The Immortal Demon King--Atofe Latofi Ryback, is one of the five demon kings who rule Demon Continent, and rules Gaslow Region of the Demon Continent."
"He is the strongest among the living demon kings today. The other demon kings can only surrender to Atofe."
"In the past 5,000 years, no one has been able to defeat it except Demon God Laplace and the first generation North God Kalman!"
"She is one of the best in many battles in history. Her powerful strength and immortal body make her invincible!"
Randolph became more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hands in the air, as if he wanted to pull that glorious history out of the air and show it to Radeus.
"Immortal?"
Radeus picked his ears and had no idea what Randolph said above. What Demon God Laplace, North God Kalman, who are they?
But he is quite interested in immortality, because he himself also belongs to the category of immortality. This is like meeting his compatriots!
"That's right!"
"You will not die no matter what attack you take!"
"It's like this!"
Randolph took out the knife he carried with him and cut a scar on his arm, but the scar healed itself the second it appeared.
"It looks a lot like me!"
Radeus's eyes lit up and he blurted out.
"???"
As soon as these words came out, it was Randolph's turn to be confused. What does it mean to be similar to you?
Are you also from Immortal Demon Race?
Seeing that he couldn't do it, Radeus immediately activated Healing Spell Formation in his body, and slashed his palm with kitchen paper.
Under Randolph's gaze, the wound healed in the blink of an eye without even having time to shed a few more drops of blood. The skin was as smooth as new, even faster than Randolph himself.
"Is that so?"
Radeus shook his intact palm with a "don't do it six times" expression on his face.
"Are you human?"
Randolph said the same words as Radeus before, his eyes widened.
"Nonsense, I am more pure than you!"
Randolph was silent. He said nothing and kept staring at Radeus, as if he had made some decision.
Radeus was so stared at that he felt a little hairy, and he subconsciously covered his chest.
"What are you doing! Keep staring at me!"
"No matter how you look at me, I'm more handsome than you!"
Randolph did not answer Radeus's objections and spoke to Radeus seriously.
"Radeus, are you free tomorrow?"
"I want you to go somewhere with me tomorrow. I have a gift for you!"
"Gift?"
Radeus looked puzzled, what gift could this poor guy give to himself? He couldn't give it to himself, right?
Thinking of this, Radeus subconsciously tightened his legs.