My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 127: Chapter 19 What was that phrase again?

We contain, we fail, we run away.

For some reason, Chen Ze suddenly thought of this phrase.

Looking at the motionless SCP–173 in front of him, Chen Ze felt a bit of a headache, as he certainly remembered 173’s characteristics.

Like not blinking; otherwise, it would teleport and then snap your neck.

Chen Ze had played the game SCP Containment Breach before, and his impression of this thing was particularly profound.

"However, why would a containment object run into my store? I remember 173 doesn’t have the ability to open doors on its own," Chen Ze was puzzled by this.

Considering 173’s pitifully short arms, although it’s very adept at snapping necks, expecting it to open a door on its own is a bit too much.

Chen Ze suddenly remembered a customer he had served after the system upgrade, a man with a D hanging on his chest.

Chen Ze also recalled the mysterious organization mentioned by that person and the things they controlled that could destroy the world; wasn’t that the setting of the SCP Foundation?

Could it be that the Foundation had defined his teleportation gate as a containment object and, once again, suffered a containment breach?

Chen Ze could only think of this possibility, but it was also possible that the Foundation wanted to try using this new containment object to dispose of 173, though this possibility was not very likely.

After all, the SCP Foundation was very cautious with new containment objects and destroying containment objects, having learned from so many painful experiences and lessons.

Chen Ze felt his eyes were a bit dry, then he used the Magic Circle to lift SCP–173 and slowly walked to the front door of the restaurant.

"Manager, when did you buy this statue?" Betty curiously glanced at it before pouting.

"I have to say, Manager, your sense of aesthetics is terrible. This sculpture is just a scam; it’s not worth anything," Betty remembered a sculpture in her own home that was carved very impressively.

Chen Ze ignored Betty and instead opened the door on his own before throwing 173 outside and quickly closing the door.

"This thing is not a sculpture," Chen Ze rubbed his eyes.

Although Chen Ze was very confident in the restaurant’s Magic Circle, after all, whether it was Lafra, Stan, or even the mighty Hastur, none could pose a threat to him.

But that didn’t mean Chen Ze wanted to experience being teleported behind by 173. Rather than having those cold hands touch his neck, Chen Ze would prefer a massage at the massage parlor.

"Was that a customer?" Betty blinked.

"A customer? There haven’t been any customers like that so far, have there?" Chen Ze thought that no sculpture would come here to eat, but if it really did, what should he do?

Perhaps he should buy some cement to place around?

"I thought it was one of the stone giants," Betty stretched lazily before heading back to the kitchen to continue gnawing on chicken legs.

"You first wipe the tables and chairs; I estimate we will have customers soon," Chen Ze waved his hand. There were fifteen chicken legs on the plate, he had only eaten one, and now only three were left.

Chen Ze sincerely felt that Betty’s stomach was probably similar to Luffy’s, both seemingly belonging to another dimension.

Chen Ze sat in the kitchen, gnawing on chicken legs. Fried chicken must be eaten while it’s hot; it doesn’t taste as good when it’s cold.

"Elena, Andrew, what would you like to eat today?" Betty’s voice came from the restaurant, Chen Ze wiped his mouth and washed his hands.

A busy day was about to start again.

"Uncle, Andrew is going to the Knight Academy next week!" Elena said, beaming with pride.

From being called manager uncle to just uncle, although Chen Ze felt much closer to them, he still felt a little stomachache, preferring the moniker ’manager brother’.

"That’s quite good, are the tuition fees a problem?" Chen Ze sat on the side watching them eat, with no other customers coming in for now.

"No problem!" Andrew patted his chest, stopping his sister who was about to speak. fгeewebnovёl.com

Chen Ze casually glanced at Andrew, the boy who was already somewhat sturdy, with some calluses and wounds on his hands. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Probably doing physical labor, right? It seemed like getting into the Knight Academy wasn’t easy, but this was within Chen Ze’s expectations.

Without revealing Andrew’s hidden matters, Chen Ze asked some life-related questions with a smile.

"Elena, has there been any big news around your place recently?" Chen Ze took a sip of his ice-cold cola.

"Big news? I heard from Bernard that a noble died in the rich district, does that count?"

Chen Ze curled his lip, it was just the death of a person, but indeed, a noble’s death was newsworthy.

If there were any TV screenwriters around, they could easily write dozens of episodes based on the noble family’s domestic troubles.

And with the addition of children fighting over the inheritance, they could write dozens more episodes, making a hundred-episode series without a problem.

"Yeah, I heard that the noble was killed on the street by an old man, and then the law enforcement team came and arrested that grandfather," Andrew nodded, he also knew the news, even more than Bernard.

"I at the tavern... *cough*, I heard two former knights say that the murderer used to be a knight too, but because he was connected with a wicked demon, he killed a whole village of poor people and defected," Chen Ze glanced at Andrew, it seemed that the boy had been working at a tavern.

"Hmph, this kind of bad person who kills poor people at will, doesn’t deserve to be called a knight at all!" Elena waved her little fist, her tone filled with strong disgust.

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

"Betty, do you think demons are really that bad?" Chen Ze asked while wiping a kitchen knife.

Betty shuddered, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Some demons are indeed bad; the Savage Demon often buys human slaves, especially children, to abuse them."

"Warcraft scum," Chen Ze shook his head.

"Manager..." Betty turned around, her eyes filled with panic.

"What’s wrong?" Chen Ze looked at her curiously.

"Are you... will you..." Betty was very nervous, even her tail was drooping.

"Will you fire me..." she said in a particularly soft voice, but Chen Ze still heard it.

Looking at Betty’s nervous and scared face, Chen Ze felt a bit dumbfounded, but considering Betty’s race, he also understood a bit.

Chen Ze stood up, knowing why Betty was so nervous; after all, Betty was also a member of the demons.

Hating the crow for its blackness proverbially speaking, indeed, some people might hate an entire group because of their hatred for one individual within it.

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

"I’ve seen the most noble beasts... demons, and also the most despicable humans, Betty."