My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 148: Chapter 8 Life is Full of Ups and Downs

Chen Ze watched Hastur leave with a stomachache, feeling a bit uneasy. He couldn’t shake the feeling that if Hastur went back like this, something uncomfortable might happen.

Moreover, as soon as the broadcasting equipment arrived, Hastur would begin his journey of live streaming.

Chen Ze had also inquired about the content of the broadcast, and Hastur planned to livestream matches from the Hero League’s champion tier. Moreover, Chen Ze had checked Hastur’s game ID and found that the victory rate was at an alarmingly high level.

This led Chen Ze to suspect for a moment whether Hastur had used some means, like causing the opponent’s mental breakdown with a whisper when about to lose, and so on.

Then Hastur just mentioned that Chen Ze was thinking too much, as, although Hastur had tried hard, he still couldn’t affect Chen Ze’s world.

This made Chen Ze relax a lot. After helping Hastur register and certify a live broadcast room on Bilibili, Hastur went back.

"Manager," Betty called to Chen Ze, who had just yawned.

"Hmm... What’s up?" Chen Ze stretched, yawned again, and then rubbed his eyes.

"Could I... get an advance on my wage?" Betty asked with her head down, her index fingers uneasily touching each other.

Chen Ze scratched his head, "How much do you plan to advance?"

Then Chen Ze picked up his unfinished Coke and took a slow sip.

"Not much, just over eight thousand Gold Coins?" Chen Ze almost sprayed Coke all over Betty’s face.

"Cough cough... Over eight thousand? What do you need it for?" Chen Ze wiped the Coke from the corner of his mouth, staring at a blushing Betty in surprise.

Chen Ze had given Betty a raise before, three Gold Coins a week, but even so, over eight thousand Gold Coins was no small amount.

"One of my sisters has been captured by human slave traders, and she is going to be auctioned tomorrow..." Betty clenched her fists, speaking angrily.

Chen Ze raised his eyebrows; it was another Succubus.

"Okay, I can advance it to you, but you won’t have any salary for a long time," Chen Ze nodded, since Gold Coins were of little use to him anyway.

Chen Ze took a bag from the cabinet and threw it to Betty, "I haven’t counted how much is in there; just take it as eight thousand."

"Thank..." Betty took the bag, her eyes welling up as she looked at Chen Ze.

"Never mind that, hurry back and rest. Buy your little sister back tomorrow and then come to work," Chen Ze waved his hand, ushering Betty out.

Betty stood in the basement stunned, a place that had once tortured her countless times, which she had now furnished solemnly and lavishly, even more comfortable than her own bedroom.

Betty used her Magic Power to sense the bag and immediately confirmed the amount of Gold Coins inside.

"Pfft... hahaha!" Betty laughed heartily.

"The manager is such a kind person..." Betty held the bag to her chest, gazing dreamily at the wooden door that changed her Destiny before it vanished into the air.

"Only Lady Lafra deserves such a gentle human as you, Manager..." Betty wiped the tear stains from her eyes and slowly walked back to her bedroom.

With that money, she could not only buy back her sister but also ensure they both lived comfortably.

Betty looked out the window at the black night sky outside Shuangxue City.

Betty touched the windowsill; the cold snow was showing signs of melting.

"It’s almost dawn..."

Chen Ze stared silently at his computer screen, now somewhat regretting having agreed to the wage advance for Betty.

Chen Ze leaned on the table and took a deep breath forcefully.

"Stay calm... I need to stay calm..." Chen Ze felt his heartbeat racing fast.

"I’ve been playing that save for a year... An entire year..." Chen Ze was about to explode.

After playing Minecraft for over a year, Chen Ze had finished building his own house and had made all sorts of fully automatic farms and ranches after following the tutorials from the pros. But it was all gone.

On the screen, Steve was standing in a cave, holding a stone pickaxe, looking bewildered.

Chen Ze glanced at his phone. It was already 11 PM.

"Let’s play for an hour and then go to bed," Chen Ze sighed. It looked like he needed to prepare for cloud saving, otherwise who knows what might happen.

"Hm? A Creeper?" While mining for diamonds, Chen Ze saw a green figure beside him.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched as he watched Steve, who had respawned on the ground above near his bed, realizing he’d have to start mining all over again.

Then Chen Ze heard a very familiar voice. He hastily turned the mouse and then saw a green figure looking at him with a stupid expression.

"Oh no!" Chen Ze screamed in agony. Heaven knows why the Creeper had spawned right there.

"Boom."

"Steve died."

"Your bed was destroyed."

Lying in his chair with a blank stare, Chen Ze felt like everything was gone. He was back to square one in the game. freёwebnovel.com

"It’s almost dawn... time to sleep..." Chen Ze’s mouth twitched again as he prepared to shut down the game and go to bed.

Then Chen Ze saw a familiar green figure looking dumbly at him.

With another explosion, Chen Ze quietly turned off the computer. He was past caring.

The next morning, Chen Ze woke up unusually early. He had a nightmare the entire night before. ƒreewebɳovel.com

In the dream, a Creeper was holding a bed, asking him, "Is this your bed?"

And without waiting for Chen Ze to speak, the Creeper smashed the bed onto the ground.

"Your save is gone!" It was all too terrifying.

Fuming with frustration, Chen Ze decided to make a Creeper for deep-frying, welcoming the day with it as his breakfast.

Chen Ze then headed to the kitchen, but soon he brought out a plateful of vegetable pancakes instead.

"Looks like my sculpting skills are still lacking," sighed Chen Ze. He had wanted to make a Creeper but ended up with a ghost face.

"Manager...eh? Are you eating breakfast?" Alisa walked in through the door.

"Hello, Alisa, want something to eat?" Chen Ze asked, smiling as he stood up.

"Sure, I’ll have a curry pork chop rice and a Paluda, and throw in a dessert too," Alisa nodded, the craving for curry pork chop rice had struck again.

"No problem!" Chen Ze tied his headscarf. He felt motivated once more.

"By the way, manager, about that Dragon Meat I mentioned before, I’m sorry, but the auction’s been canceled," Alisa said apologetically.

"It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m aware," Chen Ze wasn’t concerned, as Flemea had already told him about the canceled wager.

"But don’t worry, I heard a dragon-slaying team has already set out. That Red Dragon has been cast out by the Dragon Clan. I reckon it won’t be long before we have Dragon Meat on the market," Alisa said with a smile, taking a sip of the lemon water Chen Ze had passed her.

"..." Chen Ze didn’t respond. Even if Flemea was strong, facing pursuit from all planes, it was likely she wouldn’t escape death.

"There’s no need to buy, Alisa," Chen Ze sighed. He didn’t fancy cooking with the meat of a guest who had previously chatted with him.

"Eh? Alright, then I’ll give you back the money you spent on the Dragon Meat," although Alisa found it a bit odd, she didn’t dwell on it.

"You bastard, you were planning to buy my meat?" A tired voice accompanied by the sound of Wind Chimes rang out.