The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1221

After wandering around the city for more than ten days, Allen had gained a general understanding of the city.

As the most core ruling city under the Dark Lord, Zerata is home to the most elite demons from the 45th to 47th layers of the abyss. Legendary or higher-level demons with their auras emanating from them can be seen everywhere, including many demigods and even saints.

This is perhaps the city with the most legendary-level powerhouses that Allen has ever seen. Even if all the powerful members of all the tribes in the entire Mansa Wilderness were gathered together, it wouldn't amount to a fraction of the number of legendary-level powerhouses displayed in this city.

The fact that powerful demons, who are inherently selfish, wicked, and insolent, gathered in the same city without causing any chaos or disorder is highly unusual to many who hold preconceived notions about the existence of demons.

However, during the ten-plus days that Allen stayed and observed the city of Zerata, he personally experienced how a group of powerful demons with volcanic tempers were as docile as cattle and sheep. Even when a demon tried to get angry and take action because of something, as long as the city's guards arrived in time and gave a reprimand, most of the powerful demons would back down or find other ways to fight and vent their anger.

Demons are inherently evil and violent, and relying solely on violence and power to suppress them is clearly not a long-term solution. Therefore, from the very beginning of city planning, many facilities specifically designed for fighting and venting were built and scattered throughout the city.

These facilities, such as arenas and gladiatorial arenas, can not only resolve conflicts between demons without affecting the city's residents and buildings, but also generate revenue for the city, making them a win-win situation.

Of course, there were also some powerful demons who, relying on their strength, defied the evil spirits and acted recklessly in the city. In the end, their fate was very tragic. Every so often in various areas of the city, there was a ten-meter-high white bone tower with a pentagram base, constantly emitting a faint magical aura. This was the final resting place of these provocateurs.

Gazing at these skeletal towers, Allen couldn't hide a hint of greed in his eyes, for among these piles of bones lay the remains of demigods and saints—the very bones Allen himself possessed.
One of the key purposes of embedding itself in the abyss.

These precious materials were simply discarded like worn-out shoes, left to the erosion and squandering of their magic over time. Yet not a single demon dared to secretly destroy or collect them, clearly deeply intimidated by the methods of those in power in the city.

After some investigation, it was determined that although the city of Zerata was not as peaceful as the Mansa Wilderness, it was indeed one of the few cities in the Abyss with a certain degree of order, controlled by chaotic and disorderly demons. Therefore, Allen decided to establish a base here, which can be regarded as laying a piece of the puzzle.

As for the members who remained here, they were naturally his two dwarf goblin servants whom he had trained for a long time.

"...You have 10 days to transform this shop into a tavern that can operate. You can decide what to buy."

After spending more than ten days in the city, Allen learned some details about life there. So he went to a real estate agency that dealt in rentals and sales, and spent all his soul stones plus some useless materials to buy a three-story building in the city's lower district.

The building is located in a relatively remote area, far from major commercial streets and transportation hubs, but it has the advantage of having a city guard's rest point less than 100 meters away, so its safety is relatively guaranteed.

Furthermore, what Allen valued most was the size of the building. With three floors and nearly 300 square meters, it was considered a relatively spacious shop in this city where land was incredibly valuable. For other prominent locations, acquiring a building of this size wouldn't be possible with money alone; one would need at least a powerful backer or control by a major force. Allen, who had no roots in the Abyss, was undoubtedly strong, but he couldn't flaunt it. His identity was sensitive, and exposing it could backfire.

Therefore, the property he has purchased is the best choice without revealing his identity.

"Master, but we don't know how to decorate a tavern, nor do we know how to run it."

The two dwarf goblins, who had been with Allen for quite some time, felt a mix of joy and pressure as they faced this completely unfamiliar environment and this steel building that they had never dared to imagine before.

"If you don't understand, then learn!! This will be where you make a living from now on. If you want to live well, you'll have to earn it with your own hands. The cooking skills I've taught you are unmatched by any other demon race in the entire Abyss. If you can't even run this tavern well with such a unique skill, then what's the point of keeping you here???"

Allen coldly replied that he, a dignified saint, had spent time cultivating the two of them, not so that they would continue to live under his wing. It was time for them to make some contributions.

Although Allen didn't actually expect them to make much of a contribution.

"We understand."

Bella and Willie, having received Allen's guidance, dared not ask any further questions despite their inner fear. They could only grit their teeth and agree, and quickly got to work.

It's a pity that the business talents trained by the Green Field Tribe can't be brought here. Otherwise, if they could just bring a team here to run this tavern, with the relatively primitive business environment in the Abyss and the unique magic chef profession in Feynman's World, it would probably expand into a sizable merchant guild in no time.

However, Allen's ambitions lay elsewhere. He merely wanted to use this tavern to promote the art of magical cooking, and then use the unique effects of magical dishes to attract the weaker races of the Abyss to learn it. If he could cultivate a group of magical chefs in the Abyss, that would be even better, meaning his faith in the God of Food would gain another group of potential followers.

Intelligent beings in the abyss can also have faith and generate faith power. However, their evil, tyrannical, and capricious nature makes it difficult for them to accept worldly beliefs. In addition, the harsh and chaotic environment of the abyss makes it impossible for preachers from the outside world to establish themselves for long. The gains and rewards are disproportionate, so over time, everyone tacitly excludes the abyss from the scope of preaching.

Allen, who was exploring the path of faith on his own, knew nothing about these things. All he saw was the vast map of the endless abyss and the existence of countless intelligent beings. This lucrative cake was right in front of him, and it would be a waste of such a great resource if he didn't do something about it.

As long as intelligent beings begin to study and specialize in this magical culinary profession, even if the thought of the God of Food only flashes through their minds while cooking, Allen can gain a small amount of faith power from it. Over time, Allen's gains will be quite substantial.

Although Allen has not yet ascended to godhood, and the followers of the Food God Church are insignificant compared to those churches with deep foundations, Allen has already surpassed most long-standing evil god beliefs in terms of the accumulation of faith power. One of the credits is due to the promotion and dissemination of this magic chef system.