MTL - Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship-Chapter 63 Lanqi's public service announcement

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 Chapter 63 Lanqi’s public service announcement

The bright lights of the Demon King Yuci Restaurant are reflected on the high-quality black decoration. The elegant dining tables, comfortable seats, and exquisite tableware all reveal luxury.

Lights dance in the corners of the floor tiles, the crystal of hand-made ice, the luster of wine bottles, the mist of newly served food, everything becomes more and more stunning under the refraction of light.

“We focus on the honesty, integrity and naturalness of our ingredients. If you have any feedback or comments, please feel free to let us know.”

The demon waiter gracefully placed their orders on the table to Lan Qi and Hyperion, and said.

 She elegantly placed the ordered dishes on the table in front of Lanci and Hyperion, like a professional aristocratic attendant, with steady and smooth movements.

An appetizer of fresh grilled beef cut into small cubes, sprinkled with herbs, fried saltgrass leaves and transparent pear slices, and spread on a thin piece of brown bread.

The other dish seems to be thick slices of venison, marinated with salt and black pepper, and then pan-fried until the outside is caramelized and the inside is soft. Thin slices of black truffle are placed between the venison, exuding a rich aroma, and served with There is a glass of spiced snowflakes and a glass of red wine juice.

The last box of desserts is decorated with a spherical dark chocolate covered with a layer of caramel cheese, and the surface is sprinkled with sea salt to add texture. It looks so crisp and bright that you must just use a spoon to gently crack the chocolate ball. It is silky smooth. The caramel sauce will spread out.

Since the silver-haired demon got there first, Lan Qi and Hyperion were unable to order higher-end dishes.

 They could only order a few ordinary dishes for the time being.

However, the presentation in front of you is enough to feel the respect that this devil's restaurant in the college has for its food and customers.

Hyperion looked at the food on the table and wondered what Lanqi was planning.

 “Lan Qi, we don’t need summons here.”

Hyperion reminded in a low voice.

In this restaurant given by the Demon King, there is a rule similar to "no pets allowed", which prohibits any demons from summoning familiars and summoned beasts.

Without [Poet of Love], Lanqi’s key card in the final game, most of Lanqi’s tactics will not be effective.

Even in the restaurant, you can't take the initiative to use words to provoke trouble. Even if Lan Qi wants to play psychological warfare, there is nothing he can do now.

"Huberlian, just abide by the rules here. I would like to make a promotional and educational film on the theme of promoting the idea of ​​'saving food as a matter of pride and extravagance and waste' to the viewers who are watching the broadcast in this world." .”

Lan Qi's words were full of sincerity. In fact, he didn't care at all about the silver-haired devil's previous somewhat targeted behavior. He was only worried that the silver-haired devil's extravagant attitude of drinking and drinking would affect Teenagers in this world are watching the live broadcast.

 As a civilized role model team, they must set an example.

 Transmit positive and healthy values ​​and set a good start.

"you want…"

Hyperion had a bad feeling in her heart, but before she finished speaking, she found that Lan Qi had already started.

I saw that the color on Lan Qi's face suddenly changed a little for some reason.

 “Mr. Manager.”

Lanchi raised his hand and shouted softly.

The manager walked towards them quickly with a worldly pace. Compared to the silver-haired devil who made the whole restaurant nervous, Lanqi and Hyperion were obviously easier to deal with.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Manager, I feel a little uncomfortable in my chest. Do you have any drinks here that can warm me up?”

 Lanci looked at the manager, his hand shaking when he raised the glass in his hand.

His voice sounded painful and hoarse, like a wounded beast trying hard to hide its illness.

 “Yes, please wait.”

After the manager nodded, he took the empty glass from Lan Qi's hand and walked towards the wine cabinet in the distance, preparing to serve him according to Lan Qi's request.

 Next.

Lanqi looked very much like a physically and mentally disabled person. He held the cutlery with trembling hands and made a moaning sound while eating the food.

  If it were in the human country, because this characteristic is too strong, it may sometimes attract some children with low quality to tease him, such as imitating this disabled person.

 This kind of behavior can be described as very bad.

But such boring demons usually don’t appear in high-end restaurants in the demon world.

 Far away, on the long table on the other side of the restaurant. The silver-haired demon glanced at Lan Qi from the corner of his eyes. The corner of his mouth seemed to be disdainful, with a hint of regret. He glanced briefly at Hyperion, then withdrew his gaze and focused on his feast again.

The glow demon is weak and powerless, and even needs the mercy and care of the female demons who travel with him. Even if he graduates, he will be just a poor guy who cannot stand out in the demon world.

The red wine bottle in the silver-haired devil's hand was tilted slightly, and the dark red liquid slowly flowed into the wine glass, like a thin red line. On his face, the impatient expression gradually dissipated, replaced by enjoyment and satisfaction.

 Lanchi's existence, for him, was a joke that cheered him up a little, a brief experience.

 He was quickly overwhelmed by the food he had eaten and the wine he had drank.

 The atmosphere in the restaurant became calm, as if it were a black treasure box, with only small lights shining like diamonds.

  Tableware and glass containers are placed on the black tablecloths. There is a small menu beside each table, and most of the customers who are dining are silent or speak softly.

Out the window is the night view of Purgatory City. The lights are like shooting stars streaking across the sky. The air is filled with the aroma of the devil's food. The light and shadow create a mysterious and elegant atmosphere.

 Under this lens language.

 Lan Qi took advantage of this moment when no one noticed.

 Silently, I helped the silver-haired demon heal a few times.

Suddenly, the sudden severe pain caused the silver-haired man who was elegantly tasting the food to change his face drastically, his hands began to tremble, and he let out a whine.

  Next, Lan Qi also began to imitate the silver-haired devil's state, lifting the spoon and trembling in perfect synchronization with the silver-haired devil's movements and sounds, and making a whine with the same frequency and rhythm.

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 The silver-haired demon noticed it.

  It was Lan Qi who used non-offensive magic to trick him, and even deliberately imitated his state to humiliate him.

Originally, the silver-haired demon had no intention of paying attention to Lan Qi, but he didn't expect that Lan Qi would take the initiative to cause trouble regardless of life and death.

The consequences will be quite serious.

 …

At this time, the restaurant manager, who had just come back and witnessed all this, froze on the spot.

 He looked at the silver-haired demon and then at Lan Qi. Both demons seemed to be disabled, and their movements and voices were almost synchronized.

The manager suddenly accelerated and walked quickly to the silver-haired devil!

 “Don’t imitate or tease the disabled devil!”

The manager yelled and slapped the silver-haired devil on the head.

  Hit the silver-haired devil's whole head crooked.

Insulting other customers is absolutely not allowed in this restaurant!

 …

far away.

Lan Qi continued to tremble with his hands as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't see the silver-haired devil in the distance who had fallen to the ground. He only focused on what was in front of him, eating his meal with a strong will.

  No matter how you look at it, the silver-haired devil was imitating the real disabled Lan Qi just now.

 “Cherish food, start from every little thing.”

Lan Qi finally said to himself with a relieved look and said this slogan.

 Public service announcement ends here.

    ???”

Hyperion’s eyelids twitched.

 She underestimated the limit of this thing’s inhumanity after all!

 (End of this chapter)

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