My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 412: Chapter 272: The Lost Things

"I feel... I want to close up and rest right now," Chen Ze slumped in his chair, murmuring listlessly.

"Manager, what’s wrong with you?" Betty asked curiously while diligently wiping the tables.

"I’ve just crawled out of a hellish training session." Chen Ze lay on the counter, and in fact, Joichiro Yukihira’s strict training was indeed abnormal.

Chen Ze felt as if he had no energy left, now feeling like he was in a state of utter exhaustion after running three kilometers in high school.

"What, what?" Betty was a bit shocked. Lady Lafra was there, so who dared put Chen Ze through such hellish training?

"Don’t look so surprised, just wipe the tables well, we should have customers coming soon." Chen Ze stood up, trying to invigorate himself a bit more.

Humans are creatures that are very good at convincing themselves, especially when it comes to slacking off.

"Ah, so tired, and it’s raining so hard today, maybe I should just call in sick and not go to work."

"Slept in... better call in sick, just say I have diarrhea..."

These things often happen, of course, it’s also a test of a person’s willpower, and Chen Ze didn’t want to end up closing the cafe, so he still stood up and continued to make his paper.

"Next, just wait for it to dry, and after the moisture is removed, it should be all set, for now, I’ll just place it in the ventilated area of the basement." Chen Ze yawned, then carried the freshly made Yuzi paper to the basement.

"Tesla, what have you been doing lately?" Harry Potter asked his friend, puzzled.

Lately, Tesla had often been daydreaming and last time, even directly poured all the explosives into a mixture during an experiment. If Harry hadn’t swiftly thrown it outside, the entire lab would have been gone.

"Ah? Nothing, just been thinking about some things," Tesla shook his head, snapping back to reality, and continued working on the mechanical device in his hands.

"What kind of things? Is it because some Church nun came to you, heh heh heh?" Harry had a knowing look on his face.

"What are you thinking about? Those nuns? I don’t need them, okay." Tesla rolled his eyes.

All of his clones had been helping the main body with issues relating to that person, and Tesla was no exception. In fact, if he hadn’t wanted to keep the convenience of this identity, he would have long gone to lie down somewhere.

"Tsk, tsk, I don’t believe you, you crafty old man," Harry shook his head; he often went to talk about life with a nun at noon, to relax a bit.

"Right, didn’t you say you were researching something new recently?" Tesla didn’t want to continue on this topic, so he changed the subject. freewebnovel.cσ๓

"Oh? Are you referring to my recent research, HeartDrill? That thing is still in development; I plan to categorize it as interrogation equipment later on," Harry proudly stroked his bald head.

"HeartDrill? That’s a strange name; it’s on par with your naming skills," Tesla teased his friend and then suddenly froze before looking through the microscope in amazement.

Although He was actually using His own eyes to see, after all, His vision was much clearer than that of a microscope.

"What is it?" Harry immediately came over.

"I think, I might have discovered something amazing," Tesla laughed. He had thought this thing didn’t exist, but unexpectedly, he had found it this time.

"What exactly is it?" Harry became even more interested.

"Anti-matter particles!" Tesla exclaimed, hitting his palm with excitement. Now He could research Anti-matter Weapons in this place.

Of course, Chen Ze had no idea that Nyarlathotep had already begun preparing to study Anti-matter Weapons, and even if he did, he wasn’t planning to stop him, at most he would remind Nyarlathotep to be careful.

It wasn’t about Nyarlathotep being careful for himself, but rather not to let an Anti-matter Weapon explode and threaten other customers, which wouldn’t be good.

Chen Ze was now sitting in the kitchen, puzzled. It was almost noon, but there were still no customers, which made him wonder if he had accidentally locked up.

But the next moment, the door was pushed open, only to close again immediately.

"What happened?" Chen Ze popped his head out to look.

"I don’t know... I thought a customer had come in." Betty was also puzzled; she had seen the door open too, the wind chime had even sounded, but she hadn’t seen anyone.

"A customer did come in," said Lafra’s voice.

Chen Ze turned around, then saw that Lafra was holding something black in her hand.

"What’s this?" Chen Ze was a bit confused, as he hadn’t noticed this fellow.

"An evil spirit, who knows where it got the guts from to enter this place," Lafra remarked sarcastically, looking at the little creature. For her, this evil spirit didn’t even qualify to catch her eye.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; this was an odd customer to have right off the bat.

However, Chen Ze immediately noticed that it seemed like there was a sunflower on the evil spirit’s head?

Driven by curiosity, Chen Ze walked over. It really was a sunflower?

What in the world was this, and why was there a sunflower growing on the evil spirit’s head?

But now that he thought about it...

"Should I destroy it?" Lafra looked at Chen Ze.

"Hmm... I’ll take care of it later; thank you, Lafra," Chen Ze said with a smile.

Then Chen Ze walked into the kitchen and conveniently used the Magic Circle to obliterate the evil spirit.

Chen Ze opened a cabinet and rummaged through it, pulling out an object and holding it in his hand.

It was a pendant. Chen Ze had thought its owner would come back to pick it up, but to his surprise, so much time had passed without anyone claiming it.

"Sigh, I hope they don’t never come back for it. Otherwise, I’ll have to put it in that room," said Chen Ze, looking at the pendant with a hint of indecision.

The pendant had been left by a female customer who had come in carrying a Winchester; it seemed she had forgotten it here.

Chen Ze opened it and took a look: there was a photo of a little girl, along with a plant that looked like a sunflower.

Chen Ze suddenly noticed that there was another photo on the back of the pendant; he flipped it over to take a look.

This time, it was an adult man smiling gently, patting the girl’s head.

"A family photo..." Chen Ze stroked his chin, contemplating whether he should also take a wedding photo with Lafra.

"Mr. Manager, has Ronna arrived?" The door opened, and Chen Ze immediately recognized the voice of the customer who entered.

"Professor, Ronna hasn’t arrived yet," Chen Ze said as he came out with a smile.

"Is that so? Then do you have afternoon tea?" The professor found a spot and sat down.

"There’s goji berry red tea; would you like some?" Chen Ze remembered the health tea he had bought before.

"As expected, no, then... huh?"