"Huh--It's true that I feel the best at home!"

Sitting at the table in the tavern, the driver stretched comfortably. Although there are many more exquisite taverns in City N, only his hometown can feel such a nostalgic atmosphere. After many years, he finally returned to the capital.

He drank a sip of the black special seasoning wine in the glass, and he couldn't help but sigh, "But I really didn't expect you to attack Lord Hades directly."

As the most powerful warrior under Hades, from his position, he naturally cannot allow an outsider to act recklessly in front of Lord Hades. Therefore, when Gu Yun rushed towards Lord Hades, he controlled his body and flew back several meters away, using the superb acting skills he learned in City N to show how hard he worked.

"What's this?"

Gu Yun looked down at the bubbling drinks in the cup and the risotto that emitted black scents all the time. These amazing tones combined together made him recall the horror of the God of Nightmare.

In most cases, Gu Yun is not a picky person, so the foods that can ask this question often have their own unique features.

If the driver hadn't had the first step to feast on them, Gu Yun would have wondered if this person was sent by Hades to poison their food secretly.

"These are delicious--a wine made from a mix of necromancers and a terrifying dark meal, you can definitely not taste this delicious anywhere else."

The driver grinned. These are his confident recommendations as a local in the capital. If this tavern is placed in the world of the living, it is those old shops of a century-old brand. Over the past century, it has implemented seasoning elements such as "terror", "darkness", and "despair". It has never wavered in its original intention. In the current environment where the catering industry caters to diners everywhere, the boss's persistence seems to be precious.

Gu Yun hesitated for a moment, and finally scooped up a spoonful of risottos with a dark smell.

Based on his years of experience, the three words "horror", "dark" and "despair" are not used to describe delicious food.

After hearing what the driver said just now, he suddenly realized.

No wonder there are very few customers in this store, but there are many other hotels passing by.

However, some things that seem to be very unpalatable actually...

In an instant, Gu Yun's hand holding the spoon stopped.

Seeing this, An Ling widened her eyes - this seemed to be the first time since she saw Gu Yun, the latter's face was pale, as if she had suffered a severe injury.

During his days outing, Gu Yun had eaten countless unpalatable foods, but it was rare to eat his own special dishes like this plate of risotto. This plate of risotto not only looks like a dark atmosphere, but also tastes like a person who can understand what real despair is.

This made Gu Yun subconsciously cover his stomach, thinking that even the Nightmare God did not feel that the height of this plate of risotto was not difficult to eat.

The driver was amused by Gu Yun's solemn expression. He laughed and said, "How? The food here is very distinctive, right?"

"Um."

Gu Yun nodded.

It is so terrifying that it is hard to eat, and it is indeed a feature.

After receiving a positive answer, the driver smiled even happier, and his excitement was beyond words. He felt that he had finally found a soulmate in his taste.

In the past, whenever he invited his colleagues or friends to have dinner here, he would be rejected by the other party with various excuses. Even after the blind date came here to taste the food once, he tactfully expressed their inappropriate opinions to him.

It can be seen that there are very few people in this world who understand the true mystery of food.

The soul of a foodie once said that truly excellent cuisine has long surpassed the cuisine itself. It is an artwork that can condense the chef on a plate with a sound, and every bite can allow the taster to understand the chef's life.

And "terror", "darkness" and "despair" are exactly what the world of the dead should look like.

The driver felt that this was indeed an excellent dish that could truly reflect the customs and customs of the deceased.

While he was speaking, An Ling's left hand was always pressed on Gu Yun's back to make the latter angry. She is both grateful and distressed now.

Fortunately, Gu Yun's entangled expression made her stop and did not fall into the trap of this dark food. It was actually hard for her to imagine how untie the dark food that could make Gu Yun's eyebrows tied together. At the same time, she felt sorry for Gu Yun to become a jealous mouse of dark food.

Seeing that Gu Yun was choked by this spoonful of rice for a long time and didn't want to talk, the driver asked the boss in front of the bar again, "Boss, what I said just now is right. The reason why you have been sticking to the taste of this store for hundreds of years is because you want everyone to always remember the true face of the world of the dead, right?"

With the emergence of the reverse teleportation spell, the world of the dead has also undergone a series of great changes in a subtle way.

In his opinion, the entertainment methods that constantly pour into the living world have eroded people's will, and young people who inspire to become excellent god of death are becoming increasingly scarce. Most of the undead choose to stay in the safe zone. The path the undead is no longer to become stronger, but to introduce various entertainment facilities into the world of the dead to improve their lives.

New buildings have been established, dessert shops, high-end restaurants, and game halls have gradually become mainstream, and even Lord Hades seems to have been corrupted by comics and games.

Because of this, he sincerely admires this tavern owner who can stick to his heart in the trend.

At least he knew that no matter how long he left the king's capital, he could still taste this food full of despair when he came back. For many years, the food here has become a unique bond between him and the necropolis world.

“The taste of this store…”

Hearing the driver's words that hit the soul, the boss leaned on the wine cabinet, revealing an old-fashioned expression.

He lit a cigarette—the cigarettes were also precious items brought back by the apprentices from the world of the living.

He naturally recognized the driver as a regular visitor, but before that they had never discussed the secrets hidden in the cuisine taste like they are now.

As an experienced restaurant, he naturally knows the main reasons for the taste and appearance of this dish.

Yes, there is only one reason why this dish exudes a dark aura.

"You're overthinking this guest."

The boss exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings and said lightly, "The main reason for the poor taste of this dish is that the ingredients inside have expired and deteriorated."

In fact, it has nothing to do with awakening the necromancers’ understanding of the world of the dead. The main reason why he did this is because even if he eats spoiled food, the necromancers generally won’t have a stomachache. This is actually an important way to save costs.
Chapter completed!