My restaurant connects to another world

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 magic circle to lift 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 her lips.

"I have to say, the manager, your aesthetics is too bad, this sculpture is used to deceive people, it is not worth any money." Betty remembers that there is a sculpture in her current home, and the sculpture is very amazing.

Chen Ze didn't respond to 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 is very confident in the magic circle in the restaurant, after all, neither Lavra nor Stan, or the powerful Hasta, can pose a threat to him.

But this does not mean that Chen Ze wants to experience the feeling of being teleported behind him by 173. Instead of touching 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 thinks that there should be no sculptures coming here to eat, but if they do, what should they do?

Maybe I should buy some cement and put it back?

"I thought it was a clan of stone giants." 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 fifteen chicken legs, he only ate one, and only three chicken legs were left.

Chen Ze sincerely felt that Betty's stomach was probably similar to Luffy's, and it was a stomach of a different dimension.

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

"Ilena, Andrew, what do you want to eat today?" Betty's voice came from the restaurant, and Chen Ze wiped his mouth and washed his hands.

The busy day is about to begin again.

"Uncle, Brother Andrew is going to the Knights Academy next week!" Irina looked proud.

From the store manager's uncle to the uncle, Chen Ze still feels a stomachache even though he has been close to each other a lot.

"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 his sister who was about to speak.

Chen Ze glanced at Andrew calmly. This little boy who was already a bit sturdy had some calluses and wounds on his hands.

It is estimated to be doing physical work, right?It seemed that the process of entering the Knights Academy was not easy, but it was also expected by Chen Ze.

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

"Ilena, are there any major issues with you recently?" Chen Ze took a sip of ice-cola.

"Big thing? I heard Brother Bernard say that a nobleman in the rich neighborhood 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 a hundred episodes of series without any problem.

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

"I coughed and coughed in the tavern. I heard two knight masters say that the murderer was once a knight, but because of the link with the evil demon, he killed the poor in a village and apostasy." Chen Ze glanced at Andrew and looked at him. This kid came to work in a pub.

"Hmph, this kind of villain who kills the poor at will is not worthy of being a knight master!" Irina waved her small fist, her voice full 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 shook her body, 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."

"Human scum." Chen Ze shook his head.

"Shop Manager" Betty turned around, her eyes full of panic.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ze looked at her suspiciously.

"Will you?" Betty was nervous, her tail hanging down.

"Will you fire me?" The voice was very quiet, but Chen Ze still heard it.

Looking at Betty with a nervous look on his 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 beasts and demons, and the most despicable humans, Betty."

Chapter 20 The Deadline Has Come

"Dear Mr. Mordekaiser, I invite you here. Please be sure to attend your death party tonight." In the huge manor, Count Mordekaiser looked through the letter in his hand. This thing appeared to him inexplicably in the morning. Desk.

"Mage Narian, what do you think?" Mordekaiser handed the letter to the mage on the side.

"Very ordinary paper, without any magical fluctuations, the signer is a little girl?" Narian frowned and turned over the letter paper in his hand.

Obviously this is a threatening letter, or a death notice letter, but to send a threatening letter in the realm of a real power earl, I have to say that this "little girl" is very courageous.

"Oh, these humble guys didn't know what means they used to sneak into my study. They didn't take anything, so they only left this letter." Mordekaiser was out of anger.

This is my territory!Still my own castle!A threatening letter would be handed out by a dark guy?

How did this humble guy do it?

"Don't worry, Lord Earl, the Mage Association can ensure your safety." Narian patted his chest, and he thought he could.

"Earl Mordekaiser, the church will arrange a team of knights to guard you." The bishop walked in with a smile.

"The God of Light is here, thank you for your gift." Mordekaiser stood up quickly. Although he did not believe in God of Light, he still had to do face-saving work in the presence of the bishop.

Looking at a team of mighty knights and a rank 7 knight commander, Mordekaiser's mood improved a lot, plus a rank 8 mage, no matter what happened to him.

"Master." The butler stood behind Mordekaiser.

"Did you ask?" Mordekaiser played with the magic amulet in his hand, which he had donated 20,000 gold coins to exchange for it from the Magic Association.

"Sorry, Master, the maid said that she didn't know anything." The butler shook his head. He just smashed the maid's ten fingers with a hammer.