Bottomless abyss, layer 6548257, [lava wasteland]


    Still so beautiful.


    Everyone also lives and works in peace and contentment.


    "It would be better if the energy level of the flame storm in the sky was lower and did not interfere with its own transmission."


    After successfully returning to his hometown, Olga killed a passer-by to celebrate, and then thought so happily.


    Beside him.


    After moving his steps to avoid those blood splashes on himself, Golan said a little disgusted: "can you not kill indiscriminately, and others didn''t annoy you."


    It was better when he was in a different world. When he reached the bottomless abyss, his style of watching and killing came back immediately.


    Olga put his hands carelessly and said, "it''s just a habitual action. It''s just a little entertainment. Anyway, in the bottomless abyss, my hobby can only be considered harmless."


    With that, he also pointed to several abyss demons who were eating charcoal roasted alien intelligent creatures next door, and several orcs who were playing with women in the street next door.


    Strictly speaking, the movement of Olga was much smaller than them.


    "... you are really inferior to others..."


    Golan felt his head helplessly.


    If there were not enough resources here and the poor public security of the city, there would be no foreign population at all.


    Just walking in the street, you can see all kinds of crime scenes.


    And it''s the type that sweeps around and is everywhere.


    I can''t count how many guys are doing evil.


    Listening to each other''s Tucao, Orca said with a little disapproval, "is it not normal for the abyss to make complaints about each other?


    I should be easier to get along with. "


    Such straightforward words blocked Golan''s words on the spot.


    The personality of the abyss devil is worse and worse.


    In this worse class, he is the relatively better one.


    At least a little rational.


    At this time, a garbage man came over, pointed to the body next to Olga and asked politely, "excuse me..."


    "No, drag it away."


    Before he finished, Olga directly said what the other party wanted to hear.


    "Thank you so much. May you still kill people in the future ~"


    The other party happily received the windfall on the roadside and gave a blessing.


    Although the soul has been eaten by Olga, the flesh and blood of this corpse is also a good thing. You can eat many meals in hot pot.


    So the garbage guy''s mentality is as happy as the aunt who lost dozens of kilograms of meat on the roadside.


    "Little things."


    Olga, a charitable man, said calmly that he did not need to thank him.


    The position of the other party is really a little low in his opinion.


    He is also a garbage man. Olga only likes recycling business and is not interested in these marginal things at all.


    Thinking of this, the pride of the senior garbage man made his face show complacency.


    Immediately let the low-level garbage guy in front of him feel inexplicable repression.


    "Damn it, what''s the feeling of such a successful person..."


    Each other''s heart is inexplicably complex for a time.


    Even the body in your hand doesn''t smell good!


    Looking at this scene, Goran Er could only shake his head and sigh to Alison, "he''s thinking about some strange things again... I always feel that his mind is a little confused..."


    "I feel the same way..."


    Alison nodded in agreement.


    Sometimes it''s normal, sometimes it''s completely abnormal.


    It''s a little psychotic.


    Although the abyss demon race itself is full of mental illness, it only depends on the severity of the disease


    "Do you think taking medicine can cure mental illness?" Granger asked in a low voice


    Facing this problem, Alison looked at Olga, who was complacent about his career as a garbage man, and shook her head with a straight face: "I''m afraid not. I think he has a congenital problem and can''t be cured."


    Olga, who was YY his future garbage guy development route, shook his tail a little unhappily when he heard what they discussed: "... Is it necessary to dislike me so much?"


    Without hesitation, they nodded directly and replied decisively:


    "Obviously, everything is good. If only the way of thinking were more normal."


    While talking, he also showed a pity look on his face.


    It''s like it''s a pity that Olga has such a good configuration, but his head is not very right.


    “……”


    He felt insulted, but he couldn''t find any refutation.


    Oh, I''m so angry


    Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Goran Er hurriedly comforted: "although it''s a little abnormal, it''s really good."


    "Your comfort is OK."


    He sighed helplessly.


    "After all, would you like to have a meal in the best restaurant?"


    When he heard the speech, he immediately thought of an experience.


    It''s a restaurant that challenges the Three Outlooks just because of its decorative style. Its shape is like a lump of bloody meat sauce.


    And it''s hairy meat sauce.


    The dishes inside are also very heavy taste. After just looking at them, Golan felt both physical and psychological discomfort.


    So she said quickly, "don''t take me to the hotel last time..."


    Olga replied casually, "it''s better to go to a family you''ve never been to before ~"


    ------


    Soon.


    A space full of sea water.


    Countless fish are wandering around.


    But there is an invisible barrier around Olga and the three of them, which blocks all the sea water.


    Only the sparkling refraction light can enter it.


    Provide them with a good dining environment.


    In addition, a small singing team composed of mermaids, sirens and sea demons is singing distant tunes with their own voice nearby.


    People have an inexplicable sense of time, and their mentality is much calmer.


    After closing her eyes and listening for a while, Alison sighed, "the atmosphere here is really good..."


    Before she finished, she remembered the bill here.


    A small space, plus 12 special singing teams, coupled with carefully selected expensive dishes.


    That''s a price that makes her feel a little sad just looking at it. Only Olga, who doesn''t treat money as money, can be calm.


    "Atmosphere?"


    Olga calmly ate the Warcraft steak in front of him and nodded, "I think it''s OK ~"


    This little scene is just like that in his opinion.


    Through the memory of those gods, he saw each other''s extremely luxurious life more than once.


    The life supported by the whole plane, even the most simple type, is far from comparable to this thing at present.


    The resources of tens of billions of believers are concentrated.


    Even the wine pool and meat forest belong to saving.


    Precious and rare metals that can be used to make sophisticated props, inlaid with precious stones to be used as floor tiles. Make millennium old wine, gargle and feed pets.


    It''s just basic operation.


    Olga, who had seen those luxurious scenes, naturally would not be moved by this.


    Looking at his indifferent appearance, Alison suddenly said after a moment of silence, "although she has been taken care of by you and owes you a lot, can you promise me a request?"


    Casually, he bit a gap in the plate containing the dishes. He calmly thought, "well, this plate tastes good..."


    Then he looked at Alison unchanged.


    For the first time, I saw an embarrassed look on each other''s face, so I opened my mouth with great interest and said, "tell me about it ~"


    "I hope you can help my compatriots find a safe enough shelter."