My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 236 - 96 This time, you can’t get away (Added more f

Chen Ze stared blankly at his own restaurant, realizing that Christian had left and probably would never be seen again in this lifeti; this ti it was a final goodbye.

Honestly, Christian wasn’t a regular custor. Chen Ze’s impression of her remained stuck at the last ti she ca to dine, when she was the assassin who stole Betty’s gold coin and even tried to stab Betty.

Yet unexpectedly, this ti she appeared as an old woman in her twilight years, with one foot already in the grave.

Chen Ze also understood Christian’s intention; she planned to die in the orphanage where she was born and where she resolved to die.

This cast Chen Ze into a gloomy mood, as it brought to mind so custors who had co only once and for unknown reasons never returned. Chen Ze would rather believe that they had simply chosen another place to dine or treated the experience as a dream.

"I really hope that these collections will beco fewer and fewer," Chen Ze said as he placed Christian’s small box in another cabinet.

Chen Ze sighed. He was feeling down, so he decided to cook so gourt food to improve his mood.

Speaking of gourt food, Chen Ze thought of Huaxia, the place where he had grown up, which was a kingdom of culinary delights with its diverse dishes and distinctive ingredients that deeply captivated people.

But as there must be negatives to balance the positives, Great Britain was like a culinary desert. Chen Ze’s impression of that country was limited to fish and chips.

Of course, there was also that famous dish called "Looking at the Stars," which managed to beco quite a sensation across the screens.

However, this ti Chen Ze intended to make another dish, also from Great Britain, which had once been categorized as "fearso cuisine" but later proven unexpectedly tasty.

Chen Ze stroked his chin, then checked his refrigerator but couldn’t find the few ingredients he needed. It seed he would have to make a trip to the market, and that could only happen tomorrow.

During his previous visits to the market, Chen Ze had never seen the required item. To buy sheep’s stomach, one had to go to a sheep at wholesale market and also purchase so other sheep offals while there.

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Betty approached, noticing that Chen Ze seed rather somber.

"I’m thinking about how to make a fearso dish and then feed it to you," Chen Ze replied without a second thought.

"Oh, is that so... Eh?" Betty looked at Chen Ze in horror. The fearso dish Chen Ze had made for her last ti was still vivid in her mory.

It was utterly terrifying. It was definitely not ant for human consumption; even demons would refuse it!

"Don’t worry, even though it’s called fearso cuisine, it has been proven to taste good," Chen Ze said nonchalantly, waving his hand.

Haggis, that was the Scottish dish Chen Ze planned to make. It was sothing that might look strange, but Chen Ze thought it was quite acceptable.

After all, it was just about stuffing sheep’s stomach with various sheep offals, such as chopped heart, liver, lungs, and so on, then adding so seasoning and onions.

Chen Ze actually quite liked lamb and had eaten sheep offal before, so he believed he could eat it without any psychological burden.

"Is that so, then that’s good..." Betty sighed with relief. If he had brought out another bizarre fearso cuisine, she would have gone insane.

"However, I do have a little treat that I can give you right now," Chen Ze said with a smile, taking out a beverage bottle from the refrigerator, stuffed full of colorful things.

"What’s this?" Betty asked curiously, looking at Chen Ze with so confusion.

"These are gummy bears soaked in Spirits, supposedly very delicious," Chen Ze said as he poured out the gummy bears.

"What is Spia Tuss?" Betty wrinkled her nose, "How co I sll a strong scent of liquor?"

Chen Ze smiled without saying a word, simply placing the gummy bears back into the fridge, because he suddenly rembered that it was still working hours. If he knocked Betty out, how he would rest that evening would be a problem.

At that ti, Lafra might give Chen Ze the death glare, making him deeply reflect on his mistake.

"Eh? Manager, why did you put it back?" Betty grew even more curious, but Chen Ze didn’t speak, just shook his head.

Betty walked out full of curiosity, while Chen Ze looked at the poured Spia Tuss and felt a pang of heartache—it was a Vodka with a 96% alcohol content... just gone like that, although he himself didn’t dare to drink it.

Chen Ze sighed, then picked up the kitchen knife. Since he had nothing else to do, he might as well make himself so snack chicken feet to eat.

Chen Ze took out the chicken feet and then so lemons; he planned to make a Dai-flavored dish, which is soaked chicken feet.

Unlike the pickled pepper phoenix claws sold on the market, the Dai-flavored chicken feet tasted more sour and spicy, and the texture was also great, just not too friendly for those who couldn’t handle spicy food.

"Welco to the exotic... Elena?" Betty’s surprised voice.

"Uncle! Uncle! Please save brother Andrew!" Elena’s voice of desperation ca in. Chen Ze, holding the knife, froze, then quickly ran out.

What he saw was the tear-swollen eyes of Elena and the Andrew she carried on her back.

The bloody Andrew, his body full of wounds, Chen Ze even noticed his arm had been chopped off and one of his legs as well.

Chen Ze quickly took out the Magic Stone Lafra had given him and placed it on Andrew’s head.

"Uncle... Uncle, please, I beg you!" Elena pleaded amidst tears, streaks upon her face.

"Betty!" Chen Ze shouted loudly.

"Manager... there’s no response! The Magic Stone is not responding!" Betty’s tears plopped down onto the ground; she directed Magic Power into the Magic Stone, but no matter how much Magical Energy she input, Andrew still did not respond.

"Brother!" Elena’s cries almost caused her to faint.

Chen Ze’s heart sank. The mont he touched Andrew, he felt sothing was very wrong. Andrew was too cold, without any body temperature, and he wasn’t even breathing anymore; there was no blood at his wounds.

This was, from a dical standpoint, a person who was already dead, and naturally, Healing Magic Stones were ineffective on the dead.

But Chen Ze didn’t want to call a professional team. He felt Andrew could still be saved.

Looking at Elena who had cried herself out of tears, and then at Betty, who was continuously channeling Magic Power, trying to save Andrew.

Chen Ze silently pushed open the door and stepped out. Now Andrew was already dead, and he had no way to save him, but Chen Ze knew others could.

Especially that Nyarlathotep, who owed him three favors, could definitely help.

"Just after losing Christian, Andrew, you can’t escape this ti no matter what." Chen Ze took out his phone, found Hastur’s live stream, and directly sent Him a private ssage.

"Hastur, bring Nyarlathotep quickly for so Oolong tea!"