My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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“When you see the reality, you often feel that the reality is more outrageous than you think.” Foster Lee took a cigar calmly, and the faint smoke slowly spread across the cruise ship.

“So you mean, my bastard son-in-law, changed the route of my cruise ship to get huge compensation?” The white old man wiped the mucus from his face and continued to control the machine gun.

“Yes, it’s just that this poor man didn’t expect. The random route will attract this big guy.” Foster looked at the captain’s room outside, and a big amazing tentacles were constantly waving.

It was temporarily suppressed by the old captain with a machine gun.

“Foster! Do something! You are the best detective I have hired!” The old captain felt that the barrel was heating up, and his experience as a soldier told him that if he gets hot again, he will explode sooner or later.

“I thought about it before. Unless you can let this octopus smash through one meter behind me, let us go down and find the oil storage area in the cabin, otherwise we have no good way to deal with this big guy on the sea. “Foster took another puff and closed his eyes comfortably.

“Damn! Do you mean let us wait to die? Waiting for this monster to eat us? Then spit out the bones?” The old captain turned back and cursed, and quickly replaced the magazine and continued shooting at the tentacles.

“The escape boat was destroyed by your son-in-law before. Let’s wait for the miracle to come.” Foster was a little helpless, originally thinking of coming out to pick up the case, and then enjoy the holiday comfortably on the cruise ship.

I didn’t expect to encounter this kind of monster that mocked the theory of evolution. Foster can judge the size of this guy based on its tentacles, which is very scary.

I don’t know how this kind of thing, which can be called a sea monster, caught sight of this cruise ship.

“Beware of grenade!” The old captain took out a grenade and threw it out. The violent explosion made the tentacle stop for a while.

“A bite?” Foster took a cigar from his pocket and handed it to the old captain.

“Damn, huh, you guy’s cigar is really bad!” The old captain took a sip of his cigar and coughed constantly.

He had never smoked such a bad cigar, it was like a fake.

“I’m hurting you, Foster.” The old captain sighed, he could already hear the tentacles squirming outside the captain.

“Hey, it’s not a loss to see this sea monster before you die.” Foster laughed. Such a big guy who can’t deal with it by means of resourcefulness really surprised him.

But if you give him an island…Foster shook the head, it’s useless to think about it now.

“If God allows me to live, I will donate all my property to the orphan welfare agency.” The old captain took a cigarette. Although it is still difficult to smoke, it is better than nothing at the very least.

“How about you? Foster?” The old captain looked towards the Asian friend beside him.

“You know, Jack, I am Chinese and I don’t believe in your God.” Foster rolled the eyes.

“But if I can really survive, I will quit smoking.” Foster looked at the cigar in his hand, shook the head, and if I could survive, what’s the point of quitting.

“Foster, before death, according to your China, can you see strange things?” Old Jack shook his companion’s hand.

“What did you see again? With this big monster, I think I will not be surprised when Poseidon comes out with Trident later.” Foster lifts the head.

A wooden door appeared abruptly in the originally empty captain’s room.

“God, is this your door to lead me?” Old Jack’s cigar fell on his lap.

“I don’t care if this is the door of God or the door of hell. I only know that if we don’t go in again, we will feed the big octopus later.” Foster quickly got up, pulled Jack and opened the door and got in.

Unlike the shaky captain’s room, it was very stable here, and Foster quickly judged that he was standing on the ground.

“Welcome to Unusual Dream Restaurant, guest~” A woman with horns on her head and wings on her back came over.

“Damn Foster, this is hell! This guy must be a demon!” Old Jack’s legs trembled a little.

“Do you want to go back and feed the octopus?” Foster calmly looked at all around, the comfortable layout, the tables and chairs, and what the devil said just now…

“Forget it, no matter it’s hell or somewhere, at least I’m still alive now.” Old Jack thought about the big octopus, and felt that it was safer here.

“This is the restaurant? Is there anything to eat?” Foster felt that his trip was too worthwhile. The magical sea monsters have even more magical doors.

“This is our menu.” Betty looked at the two people. These two people dressed similarly to the Manager, but they were all wet.

Foster took it and looked through it. There were all unseen words on it, but there were colorful photos.

“Are you Chinese?” Foster looked happier. Although there are some Western dishes in it, most of them are Chinese Cuisine.

Especially the Mapo Tofu, Foster hasn’t eaten it for a long time.

Chen Ze was cutting vegetables in the kitchen. He spent the day on Grilled Squid making skewers. I don’t know how much they sold. They only know that after the sale, the ten part-timers are very happy.

After all, Chen Ze promised them a minimum salary of 50, and a commission of 1 yuan for every order sent.

Although Chen Ze felt that he was about to ascend to heaven, he persisted in opening the door and called Betty down by the way.

“Manager, I doubt you are calculating me.” Betty is still brooding about what happened in the morning. Thinking of the plot of “Doki Doki Literature Club”, Betty has a feeling of depression.

In particular, it is even worse for Betty, who pushed the entire game according to Chen Ze’s instructions.

“You played it yourself, I didn’t let you play.” Chen Ze rolled the eyes.

“For the sake of you let me play for so long, I don’t care about it~” Betty was very happy. After playing Doki Doki Literature Club, Betty looked at the anime again and felt much more interesting than at home.

Then Chen Ze asked Betty to clean up. After all, he didn’t know if there would be any guests.

And Chen Ze in the kitchen also heard the question “Are you Chinese?”

I quickly walked out and looked towards the 2 guests in the restaurant.

“Hello, Manager, this is Li Huaqiang.” Foster stretched out his hand happily.

Chen Ze was stunned, shook hands with the other party, then looked at the guest who looked like a certain star, and asked a question.

“You melon…keep it ripe?”