Chapter 205: Refusing The Package
“No one can run up a tab at the Ghost Restaurant. Since you refuse to pay, we’ll have to take it ourselves.”
While Zhang Qian was expecting its next action upon hearing the waiter’s words that sounded like a declaration, he was surprised to find that the guy had already vanished silently.
Not just it.
The things around seemed to be dissipating as well.
The long table began to turn into ash bit by bit as if it was burning, and even the porcelain scattered on the ground started to decay as if it had instantly spanned millions of years.
This dark space was collapsing bit by bit.
But in contrast, the light rays shooting out from the darkness were growing stronger, while Zhang Qian felt his body becoming heavier and heavier.
His whole body seemed to fall from the sea surface, sinking continuously, passing through the pitch black icy cold seawater, until he lay on a piece of hard rock and barely stopped…
He suddenly opened his eyes.
There was no seawater around, only pitch black darkness where he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face.
But the true qi in his body had already recovered, and this bit of darkness was no hindrance at all.
Almost instinctively, true qi gathered in his eyes, allowing Zhang Qian to see the surroundings clearly.
He was now lying somewhere, enveloped in a semicircular metal barrier, unclear about the situation outside this barrier.
However, the space inside was very cramped, almost like it was custom-made for him, so there was no need to worry about other things hiding inside.
But Zhang Qian didn’t rush to leave here.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but his hands and feet seemed to be firmly locked at the moment, unable to move an inch.
His wrists and ankles transmitted an icy cold piercing sensation, not the temperature normal metal should have.
“Invisible chains… is this the supernatural power of the restaurant?”
Zhang Qian tentatively mobilized a portion of true qi, slowly surging it toward those unobservable chains.
“Let’s try the left hand first.”
A layer of hazy faint light appeared at his wrist, but it only flashed briefly before dissipating into nothing.
This process produced no sound at all, as if the true qi had been silently devoured.
He gently shook his left hand.
The range of movement seemed to have increased a bit, and he could clearly feel that his wrist was fastened by a ring.
“This restraint has developed a small gap due to the corrosion of true qi. Though not big, it’s at least hopeful.” Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and sped up the frequency of true qi transmission.
Because he didn’t know what trick the waiter was planning, he decided to focus his strength first on freeing his right hand, so that if any sudden situation arose, he could at least resist a bit.
Moreover, having one hand to assist would greatly increase the efficiency of escaping. At this rate, it would probably take no more than ten minutes to completely break free from these iron chains.
Unfortunately, ten minutes wasn’t long in normal times, but for the current situation, it was somewhat wishful thinking.
It hadn’t been long yet.
The surrounding barrier suddenly shook, and bright white light drilled in through the gap, dazzling Zhang Qian so much that he couldn’t help but squint his eyes.
In the white light, there seemed to be several figures standing, but backlit by the glow, their appearances couldn’t be seen clearly. He could only sense that they were facing away from him, their hands moving busily as if working on something.
A bloody smell quietly entered his nostrils, and it smelled very fresh.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Fierce impact sounds kept appearing by his ears, accompanied by continuous clanging noises.
Listening to this sound…
It seemed like the kitchen?
“Can’t pay the bill so they want to dismantle me to settle the debt? That fits the style of this shady restaurant.” Zhang Qian withdrew his gaze.
This outcome was already within his expectations, so he wasn’t too surprised and just sped up his hand movements.
At the same time, the cover above his head was completely lifted, but before Zhang Qian could look closely, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.
A familiar voice suddenly appeared by his ear.
“Before, it was all small business of a dozen or so, but now this big one is really a bit thrilling—eighty years’ share. If this guy hadn’t come to deliver himself to death, we really couldn’t have gathered it.”
“And that one thousand bucks—who knows if that poor ghost will be worth the price once dismantled. If not, wouldn’t we be taking a loss?”
“But this matter can’t be blamed on me. After all, I’m just a handyman, only responsible for taking orders. Now that poor ghost is taking the blame, the boss probably won’t do anything to me.”
“And that kid really is a fool, unwilling to eat all those good things, all benefiting me, hehe…”
The waiter muttering to himself seemed to sniff out a discordant smell, suddenly turning his head, only to see Zhang Qian lying spread-eagled on the table.
Its already small eyes shrank back into the sockets in shock, blurting out subconsciously: “How are you still here?”
Zhang Qian raised his head and looked at the surrounding environment. “No idea, but it looks like your restaurant isn’t up to par and couldn’t fish me out from inside the ghost ship.”
Earlier, he had thought the waiter was so confident, as if victory was assured.
He completely hadn’t expected the attack to fizzle out halfway.
He had thought the back kitchen was a part of the ghost ship, but after all this, it turned out to be an independent supernatural space?
However, compared to before, the surrounding environment was much brighter. The deep darkness was gone, replaced by the appearance of a normal restaurant.
But this environment looked somewhat dilapidated, with many tables and chairs casually piled on the ground, clearly unused for a long time.
“Ghost ship?” The waiter was stunned for a moment, then wished he could slap himself.
Things had gone wrong—he had forgotten about this.
He was used to scamming people before, always forcing sales and sending off the dishes to settle the bill, but there had never been a case of sending halfway and it coming back.
It was all because this place was too eerie, with no customers for decades, so he hadn’t accumulated enough experience.
Now that Zhang Qian hadn’t been sent away, his little life probably couldn’t offset such a huge debt, right?
Hmm… he needed to plan carefully.
“Hey, where are you running off to?” Zhang Qian asked the waiter, who was pretending to ponder but actually quietly moving outward.
However, the waiter acted as if he hadn’t heard, rubbing his chin while shifting his feet, with no intention of stopping.
What a joke—he had some measure of his own strength.
Before, showing off from afar was one thing, but now with Zhang Qian right in front of him, it wasn’t time for showing off.
Don’t be fooled by Zhang Qian being tied up tight right now; the waiter knew he couldn’t even hit Zhang Qian as a target, but once Zhang Qian broke free, he could easily pin him down and rub him into the ground.
For the sake of his little life, better to play deaf for a while.
