Chapter 801 Employment (Last Three Days Asking for Monthly Passes)
Les looked at Lumian and asked in confusion:
"Can you make decisions for the boss here?"
"Yes, because I am the boss here." Lumian smiled and pointed at himself.
Human flesh chef Liz is even more puzzled:
"Aren't we Morora who came together?"
This has been less than an hour.
Lumian turned his head sideways and pointed with his chin to the destroyed bar area:
"I finished a duel with the original owner here and won the bar from him."
Lis's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Is he dead? Where's his body?"
"It was dragged away by the law enforcement team and should be sent to the cemetery for burial." Lumian walked to the edge of the hall, picked up a chair that was still intact, and placed it next to the ruins of the bar.
Lith exhaled regretfully, followed Lumian's suggestion, and went into the kitchen, busy cooking.
Lumian paced to the bar area, looking for the two "steaks" that he and Albus had not eaten.
They, along with the dinner plates, were torn to pieces in the violent explosion and sprinkled among various debris, all charred and carbonized.
Lumian looked at it for a while and found that these "steak" minced meat did not have the peculiarity of wriggling and growth, and after being burned, even the subtle connection between the corpses was lost, as if they were completely dead, and were no longer part of the "abscess and broken hand".
"These should not be recycled......
"High-temperature flame burning can restrain the self-healing ability of this part of the detached flesh, but it is uncertain how much it will affect the decaying body itself......
"Yes, the separated carrion must only have a certain degree of self-healing ability, otherwise each piece of meat can grow a new broken hand brother, and there is no need for the broken hand brother to find his own body......"
Lumian pondered for a while, then went to the edge of the hall and brought an overturned small round table and placed it next to the previous chair.
He sat down and waited patiently for Leeds to prepare lunch.
As time passed, Leeds brought mixed salads, fragrant creamy mashed potatoes and other foods.
Lumian scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and put them in his mouth, only to find that the texture was extremely delicate, the taste of starch, the sweetness of the butter, and the aroma of the fat formed a delicious taste that made people can't stop eating.
"Good cooking skills." Lumian raised his left hand and gave a thumbs up.
Liz stood next to him and said with a simple smile:
"I used to own a restaurant."
"Cooking human flesh?" Lumian made a slightly provocative joke.
Lees shook his head:
"At that time, I was a normal chef, with excellent but human cooking skills."
"Then why did you start eating people?" Lumian didn't ask you directly when you believed in evil gods.
He also didn't know who the evil god corresponding to the "gourmet" path was.
Lis's expression gradually darkened:
"My wife has a friend who always instilled in my wife the beauty of a luxurious life, brought her to meet those so-called members of high society, and even instigated my wife to have an affair with others, squander money, and quietly mortgage my restaurant, and her goal was our restaurant from the beginning.
"After the restaurant was gone, that friend stopped interacting with my wife, and my wife finally woke up, but she was too cowardly and just set fire to the restaurant and burned herself to death.
"At this time, a customer who admired my cooking skills and often dined at our restaurant approached me and asked me if I wanted revenge and that he could help me.
"After that, I received gifts and slowly grew up.
"After becoming a real 'chef,' I found that woman and made her the most satisfying table of food in my life.
"From that day on, I fell in love with eating the flesh of the deceased, and I also gained the ability to discern whether it was dead or not."
"That woman is also a believer in evil gods?" Hearing this, Lumian deeply suspected that the first person Leeds ate was the benefactor of the "Broker" path.
Maybe the restaurant in Leeds is part of a deal.
"Yes." Leeds had already obtained relevant information from that woman's flesh and blood, "She believed in the so-called 'truth', and she was very weak when she met my wife."
Sure enough...... Lumian laughed.
The ability to identify whether the target is dead is very useful, and if you catch the "broker" path sequence 7 or above, you will hand it over to Ludwig Cooking.
After finishing the pile of food made by Lies, Lumian nodded in satisfaction:
"I am willing to hire you as the chef of this bar, now let's talk about the treatment and responsibilities."
"Okay." Lees put on a posture of asking for a talk.
Lumian picked up a white napkin, wiped his mouth and said:
"There is still a lot of wine stored in the wine cellar, you wait to sort out the bar, make a new one, put the wine on it, and then you are responsible for recruiting and managing the bartender and waiter, and restore contact with the supplier."
"This is the manager's duty." Leeds is a person who has run restaurants.
Lumian smiled:
"Yes, chef and manager.
"The income from the bar's business, minus the costs, belongs to you."
"What about you?" Leeds has never seen a boss like this.
Don't want any money?
Lumian stood up, moved his body, and said casually:
"You are responsible for my three meals, I am responsible for finding someone to clean my room, if there are special ingredients, I am responsible for helping me make dishes or cocktails that allow me to obtain the corresponding characteristics, and I do not eat human flesh."
Leth stared at Lumian for a few seconds and said in a deep voice:
"You seem to know a lot about the 'chef''s abilities."
Lumian glanced at the sky that had stopped raining, and said with a smile as he walked towards the door of the bar:
"The original owner of this bar was a 'depriver', but unfortunately, he was deprived of his life by me and cannot communicate cooking skills with you."
Moreover, my godson is the angel of your path.
Liz was silent, and when Lumian was about to walk out of the bar, he looked at his back and replied:
"I'll run this bar well."
Lumian didn't look back, raised his right hand, and waved it gently, indicating that he knew.
There is still deep water on the street outside, and pedestrians mainly walk on the steps on both sides, and the sun is shining high in the sky, as if there has never been such a heavy rain just now.
Following the subtle connection brought by the seal of the contract, Lumian walked towards the place where the head of the suspected "abscess and broken hand" was.
Turning a street, he saw a soaked body lying quietly under the obelisk carved with books, this was Vijapan, a gloomy rapist and murderer who had been exiled to Morora with Lumian and others.
At this time, his hands and feet were disconnected from the joints, his pants were peeled off, and his crotch was bloody and fleshy, and there was no more important object.
His eyes were wide open, frozen, and he was frozen in pain and despair.
"Yo, did you lose the duel?" Lumian laughed silently.
He almost whistled, applauding the legal duel that had happened before and that he had not seen.
That must be very exciting, whoever dies is worth a toast.
"It seems that the collector named Julie is even more powerful...... She and Vijay Pan both had ulterior motives, no, they were openly trying to provoke a duel...... Lumian felt that Julie was likely to be extraordinary, and this knife skill was not something ordinary people could possess.
As for whether Vijay Pan is or not, he can't see it for the time being, and even if it is, the extraordinary trait should be taken away.
"That woman is amazing." A voice suddenly sounded beside Lumian.
It was a gentleman coming from the side of the small square.
He wore a half-height silk top hat, a white shirt, cashmere sweater and a woolen dress coat, a bow tie, and a civilization stick in his hand.
He looked just in his early thirties, with a thin face and gentle blue eyes, like the kind of upper-class person who was very well educated.
Of course, in Morora, there are no good people, only bad people and worse people.
"Did you see them fighting?" Lumian asked casually.
The gentleman replied with a smile:
"At first, they wanted to go to the restaurant on the other side of the square to borrow a revolver for a duel, but the waiter told them that there were too many people dueling today, and all the guns were lent out, leaving only two long swords.
"That woman is very powerful, this man only blocked three swords, and then he was knocked to the ground, his hands and feet were cut off, and he took off his pants."
In this way, Vijaypan does not seem like an extraordinary...... Lumian retracted his gaze, turned to the gentleman next to him, and asked with a smile:
"What do you call it?"
The gentleman pressed his hand on his chest and bowed:
"You can call me Gussin, or 'Count.'
"I heard you killed Worms?"
"Worms, that thief?" Lumian replied with a smile, "He was struck by lightning, it has nothing to do with me, if I really killed him, the law enforcers would have already arrested me."
Gu Xin smiled slightly:
"It's not that there is no way to deceive law enforcers."
You also found that law enforcers are rigid and process-oriented? Lumian thought for a few seconds and decided to be "honest":
"The cause of Worms' death was not lucky enough, the item he stole from me can cause lightning strikes on rainy days."
"That's really not to blame you." Gusin expressed understanding.
He asked enthusiastically:
"What is it called, where do you live now?"
"Louie, stay at the 'Carnivore' bar." Lumian told the truth.
Gu Xin nodded lightly and said:
"Beware of Bainner, the owner and chef of that bar, he is dangerous and cannibal."
Lumian smiled:
"He's dead."
Gu Xin was stunned for a moment, and smiled back:
"You are more interesting than I expected, I hope you can bring Morora a long-lost vitality."
Lumian did not continue the topic, and took advantage of the situation to gather information:
"In Morora, who needs attention except Herabeg of the Church of Knowledge?"
Gu Xinwei thought about it and said directly:
"Vanak, the owner of the Dades Agricultural Company, who monopolized the food supply to Morora from the surrounding farms, had become an experimenter, but suddenly ran out and acted like a normal person.
"He is the most dangerous one in Morora."
Can you return to normal after becoming an experimenter? The Church of Knowledge didn't care about Vanak's departure from the experimental team? Isn't this what I need? Lumian nodded thoughtfully and said:
"Who is the second most dangerous person in Morora?"
Gusin replied with an unchanged smile:
"They said it was me."
ps: The last three days to ask for a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)