My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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Momonga noticed the sights of Moriarty and Holmes. After all, after he was reincarnated, he found that he seemed to have some magical abilities, such as being able to detect the sight of others, even if they were secretly watching, but for Momonga It was as obvious as standing in front of him peeking.

But Momonga is not at all. He has long been used to it. In fact, when dining in this restaurant, he often meets some strange customers, and many of them will secretly look at him, even I ran into a yellow-skinned mouse before, and he was able to get an electric shock, although only a little blood was deducted.

But this also left a very deep impression on Momonga, so now Momonga has completely abandoned the idea of ​​studying in this restaurant, anyway, just treat it as a meal.

“Mr. Momonga, how are you doing?” Chen Ze walked out of the kitchen, still holding a plate of skewers.

Betty followed him, took a plate of skewers, and placed it in front of Holmes and Moriarty, which attracted the attention of these two people.

“This is?” Holmes looked at the skewers in front of him, a little surprised.

“Mr. Holmes, this is the barbecue I gave you specially by the Manager. It is a bonus. Please use it slowly.” Betty smiled back and walked into the kitchen. Chen Ze returned it to her. There is a plate left in the kitchen.

“Gifts? Mr. Manager is really refreshing for happy occasions.” Moriarty laughed and showed off the Eastern language he had learned in front of Holmes.

“Oh, this is natural, after all, the spring night is worth a thousand dollars.” Holmes glanced at Moriarty contemptuously. Since the last time I came here to eat, I was mocked by Moriarty because he couldn’t use chopsticks. I made up my mind and studied the culture of that magical country in the East.

“Oh? Dao, very Dao.” Moriarty put down his teacup and looked at Holmes with a sneer.

“Oh, the name is famous, very famous.” Holmes picked up a skewers, took a bite, satisfied nodded.

Ever since eating the dishes from Chen Ze, Holmes has become a little tired of Mrs. Hudson’s fried fish and mashed potatoes, and even feels that what he eats in London is to fill his stomach, only at Chen Ze. What you eat is the real food.

“Interesting, so…damage…Sun Tzu’s Art of War, have you seen it?” Moriarty felt a bit rap. That magical Eastern country is good in everything, and its cultural heritage is also very deep, but the name is hard to pronounce.

“Encircle Wei and save Zhao, do you hide from the sky?” Holmes glanced at Moriarty. It seems that this guy has also seen Sun Tzu’s art of war. I have to say that those Orientals were able to study these tactics so early, which is really terrifying.

“hahahaha, do you want a chess game then?” Moriarty smiled, and then gently stroked his cane with his fingers. He wanted to see how this great detective was.

“Okay, then you first and me first?” Holmes was nodded, and chess was naturally studied by him.

“Then I’ll come…” Then Holmes and Moriarty started playing chess.

Chen Ze was a little speechless. He glanced at Holmes and Moriarty who were playing chess, shook the head, and then continued to chat with Momonga.

Chen Ze doesn’t want to say anything about these two perverts, and these two guys are not English? Why can you be so proficient in chess without using physical chess?

Chen Ze feels that he may be a fake Chinese.

“Mr. Manager, are those two playing chess?” Momonga also looked at Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty with interest. These two Westerners were holding their hands and talking about this chess move, as if There is a chessboard in their brains.

“Yes, I’m playing chess.” Chen Ze corner of the mouth twitched.

“It’s really interesting, then Manager, what do you think would you do if you were me?” Momonga laughed, with a big chin.

“Well…Actually, I think you are fighting against the air.” Chen Ze touched his chin. Momonga just talked to him about his world.

Chen Ze felt that according to the progress of the animation, Momonga should now be the time to finish solving the lizardmen and then go to the empire to collect information.

I have to say that the anime of Overlord is quite interesting. Dihua is also spread from this anime, but when Chen Ze watched it at that time, I felt that Momonga had been fighting against the air.

But it seems to have heard that other players appeared in the later novels, although they are still not as strong as Momonga.

“It’s always good to be cautious.” Momonga shrugged, then picked up a bunch of small skewers, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed.

“I feel that you must be able to talk to a prudent brave man.” Chen Ze is a bit speechless, but this prudent character does not seem to be a big problem.

“Prudent brave?” Momonga was a little interested.

“Well, but he has never been to my restaurant. I think in fact, even if he sees my restaurant Transmission Gate, he probably won’t come in.” Chen Ze touched his chin and followed Shenyong’s routine. Seeing this Transmission Gate, it is estimated that all kinds of magic will come first, and found that it can’t be defeated, and the consequences will be broken.

But that said…

So it is very possible that your Transmission Gate really eats a whole set of magic in the world of Shenyong?

Chen Ze thinks this probability is particularly high.

“I still want to get to know him.” Momonga is a bit regretful. According to what Chen Ze just said, he thinks this person is indeed very prudent.

“Yes, in fact, I think you and Mengwang should also have a common language.” Chen Ze nodded, after all, they are not humans, and it does not seem strange to have a common language.

“I feel that Manager, you are still very interesting here. Some magical guests often come in.” Momonga laughed, and then took a sip of Reme.

“Hmm…” Chen Ze looked at Momonga. Is this guy insensitive to his identity?

“Huh, it’s almost time for me to go, otherwise things on my side are still a bit troublesome.” Momonga drank the Reme in one sip, put down the cup, and took out a ring from her arms and placed it On the table.

“This is?” Chen Ze was a little curious. He had seen the ring used by Momonga, which is the wishing ring.

“This is a gift, a blessing ring from the lucky Goddess, Mr. Manager, congratulations on your coming into the palace of marriage.” Momonga laughed.

“How did you know?” Chen Ze was a little confused.

“Betty told me.” Momonga shrugged.