My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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We contain, we fail, we run away.

For some reason, Chen Ze suddenly remembered this passage.

Looking at the non-moving SCP-173 in front of him, Chen Ze had a headache. Of course he remembered the characteristics of 173.

For example, you can’t blink, or you will be teleported by it and your neck will be broken.

Chen Ze has played the SCP containment breach game before, and his impression of this thing can be said to be particularly deep.

“But why does a containment item come into my store? I remember 173 doesn’t have the ability to open the door by itself?” Chen Ze was puzzled by this question.

Look at the poor short hand of 173. Although twisting his neck is very powerful, it is still a bit difficult for 173 to open the door by himself.

Chen Ze suddenly remembered that after the system was upgraded, a guest he had served was the man with a D hanging on his chest.

Chen Ze remembered that the mysterious organization that the other party said also controls things that can destroy the world. Isn’t this the setting of the SCP Foundation?

Could it be that your own Transmission Gate is also defined as a containment object by the Foundation? And then Foundation has a containment breach again?

Chen Ze can only think of this probability, but it is also possible that Foundation wants to try to destroy 173 with its new containment item, but this probability is not very large.

After all, the SCP Foundation is very cautious about new containment and destruction of containment, and has so many painful experiences and lessons.

Chen Ze felt his eyes a little dry, and then Chen Ze controlled the enchanted array and lifted SCP-173 up, and walked slowly to the front entrance of the restaurant.

“Manager, when did you buy the sculpture?” Betty glanced curiously, then curled his lips.

“I have to say, Manager, your aesthetics is too bad. This sculpture is simply used to deceive people and is completely worthless.” Betty remembers that there is a sculpture in her current home, which is very stunning.

Chen Ze ignored Betty, but opened the door by himself, then threw 173 out, and quickly closed the door again.

“This thing is not a sculpture.” Chen Ze rubbed his eyes.

Although Chen Ze has confidence in the magic array in the restaurant, after all, whether it is Laura or Stan, or the powerful Hastur, there is no way to threaten him.

But this does not mean that Chen Ze wants to experience the feeling of being teleported behind him by 173. Rather than being touched by his neck with such cold hands, Chen Ze might as well go to a massage parlor for a massage.

“Is that a guest?” Betty blinked.

“Guest? There is no such guest yet, right?” Chen Ze felt that It shouldn’t be a sculpture to come here for dinner, but if it does, what should I do?

Maybe I should buy some cement and put it back?

“I thought it was Giant Clan.” Betty stretched, and was about to go back to the kitchen to continue eating chicken legs.

“You wipe the tables and chairs first, and some guests will come in later.” Chen Ze waved his hand, a plate of ten or five chicken drumsticks, he only ate one, and only 5 drumsticks remained.

Chen Ze feels sincerely that Betty’s stomach is probably similar to Luffy’s, and they are all different dimensions.

Chen Ze is sitting in the kitchen eating chicken legs. Fried Chicken must be eaten while it is hot. It will not taste so good when it is cold.

“Elena, Andrew, what do you want to eat today?” Betty’s voice came from the restaurant, Chen Ze wiped his mouth and washed his hands.

The busy day is about to begin again.

“Uncle, brother Andrew big is going to Knight Academy next week!” Elena looked proud.

From Manager Uncle to Uncle, Chen Ze still feels a stomachache even though he gets close a lot. He would rather be called the Manager big brother.

“It’s pretty good. Is the tuition okay?” Chen Ze sat aside and watched them eat. No other guests came in yet.

“No problem!” Andrew patted his chest, stopping the younger sister who was about to speak.

Chen Ze glanced at Andrew calmly, this already a little sturdy little boy with some calluses and wounds on his hands.

It is estimated to be doing physical work, right? It seems that the process of entering Knight Academy is not easy, but this is also expected by Chen Ze.

Chen Ze didn’t open his mouth to expose what Andrew was concealing, but smiled and asked some life questions.

“Elena, is there any major event in your place recently?” Chen Ze took a sip of ice Cola.

“Major event love? I heard Bernard big brother say that a nobleman in the rich area has died. Does this count?”

Chen Ze curled his lips, didn’t he just die, but the death of a nobleman is indeed news.

If there is a screenwriter for a TV series, it is estimated that dozens of episodes can be written around the family trivialities of the nobles.

In addition, if the children are fighting for the inheritance, they can write dozens of episodes and make up 100 episodes of a series without any problem.

“Well, I heard that the nobleman was killed by a grandfather in the street, and then the law enforcement team came and arrested the Great Grandpa.” Andrew nodded, he also knew the news, even more than Bernard knew.

“I worked in a tavern…cough cough, I heard two Knight Lords say that the murderer was once a Knight, but because of the evil demon, he killed the poor in a village and apostasy.” Chen Ze took a look. Andrew, it seems that this kid is working in a tavern.

“Hmph, this kind of villain who kills the poor at will, is not worthy of being the Knight Lord!” Elena waved her small fist, her tone of disgust.

After sending Elena and Andrew away, Chen Ze returned to the kitchen, where Betty was washing the dishes.

“Betty, do you think the devil is really that bad?” Chen Ze asked while wiping the kitchen knife.

Betty shuddered, and he hesitated for a moment before she said, “Some demons are really bad. Tyrannical demons often buy human slaves, especially children, to torture and kill them.”

“People… the scum.” Chen Ze shook the head.

“Manager…” Betty turned around, his eyes full of panic.

“What’s the matter?” Chen Ze looked at her suspiciously.

“You…will…” Betty was nervous, her tail hanging down.

“Will you fire me…” This sentence was very quiet, but Chen Ze still heard it.

Looking at Betty with a nervous face, Chen Ze was a little dazed, but thinking of Betty’s race, Chen Ze also understood a little.

Chen Ze stood up, he knew why Betty was so nervous, after all, Betty was also a member of the devil.

Aiwu and Wu conversely said that some people will indeed hate that group of people because they hate someone.

For some reason, Chen Ze suddenly remembered a mission he had done while playing World of Warcraft.

“I have seen the noblest beast… the devil, and the most despicable human being, Betty.”