Chen Ze was dumbfounded. This was the first time he had seen such a situation. This little girl …
Chen Ze had seen many unlucky people, but few were as unlucky as this little girl.
The blazing fireball emitted a high temperature. Chen Ze could feel the heat from a few steps away. He could imagine what would have happened if the fireball had not been blocked by the magic array.
Chen Ze looked down at his feet. The more he looked at the Troll that flew in, the more familiar it looked. Then, he suddenly remembered that this Troll seemed to be the one who had tried to stab Chen Ze with his spear.
"This is really …" Chen Ze did not know whether to laugh or cry as he kicked the Troll. Chen Ze did not think that the Troll was still alive. After all, the big holes in its body looked scary.
Sure enough, the Troll did not react at all. Chen Ze sighed. What was this?
Chen Ze had always been on guard against people dying in the restaurant. Chen Ze had also cured Priestess Rose. He did not expect that after all these precautions, the first person to die in the Dream Restaurant would still appear.
Chen Ze closed the door. Otherwise, who knew what would fly in later. Then, he waved his hand and the fireball in the air dissipated.
"This …" The little girl looked at this scene in surprise. She had thought that she was going to die.
Chen Ze glanced at Betty. Betty blinked with a blank expression.
Chen Ze could not help but sigh. This silly Succubus had no tacit understanding at all. It seemed that there was still a long way to go before they could communicate with just a glance.
Chen Ze squatted in front of the little girl with a smile and rubbed her head.
"Little girl …" Chen Ze wanted to ask the little girl what was going on. This kind of bad luck was not simply bad luck.
Chen Ze felt that the probability of two fatal misfortunes was harder than winning five million in the lottery.
Then, Chen Ze thought of the fierce person who had not died after being struck by lightning three times …
Emmmmm … Nothing is absolute in this world.
Unexpectedly, a trace of surprise flashed across the little girl's eyes, and then she became a little conflicted. After a while, she stood on her tiptoes and tried to straighten her hand to touch Chen Ze's head.
Chen Ze blinked, his face full of question marks.
What was this? Was it too much of a loss to be touched? Why don't I just come back immediately?
Betty also looked at the scene in front of her in confusion. What … is this?
"An eye for an eye? A duck for a tooth? " The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched. He really wanted to say, "If you don't know how to say it, then don't say it." Good words were spoken as if they were cooking.
Chen Ze decided to find a master to put a fingerprint lock on his room tomorrow. Otherwise, he would not be able to live. God knows what kind of strange things Betty would watch next time.
"Uncle, you touched my head, so bad luck will come to you …" The little girl blinked her big eyes and explained her behavior in a low voice.
Chen Ze touched his chin gloomily. He remembered that he had just shaved in the morning. Why was he being called uncle again?
However, Chen Ze immediately shook his head and shook this thought out of his mind.
What a kind little girl …
Chen Ze felt that if he was in her shoes, he would not be able to make a decision so quickly.
God knows how long this little girl had been entangled with bad luck. Chen Ze felt that if he encountered such a life-threatening situation for a week, he would most likely collapse.
"If you don't mind, do you want to stay for a meal?" Chen Ze looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile. He liked this child's kindness.
Chen Ze had been paying attention to the little girl in front of him. After she walked into the restaurant, her eyes were filled with surprise, and then deep worry. She was worried about someone else.
"But …" The little girl was a little hesitant. She had been entangled with bad luck for two days. At first, she would choke when she drank water, but now, she would be killed easily. The little girl had already realized what had happened to her.
"The person chosen by bad luck" was the title of this kind of person. It sounded powerful, but only those who bore this title would understand what kind of torture it was.
"Don't be afraid. You see, those things are frozen, so you will be fine." Chen Ze was very confident in his magic circle. Even Lavra …
This was not right. When did Lavra become Chen Ze's standard to measure the strength of his customers?
Chen Ze touched his chin. He felt that this could be used as a reference. For example, one Lavra, two Lavra …
If that was the case, Stan would be 1.1 Lavra, Elena and Andrew would be 0.01 Lavra, and this little girl would be 0 Lavra.
"Mr. Manager?" Betty waved her hand in front of her eyes. She just realized that Chen Ze had been in a daze, as if he was immersed in the little girl's beauty.
So the manager was into this … Betty looked down at herself. Other than the height, she thought that her body shape was very similar to the little girl's …
Wait a minute, is there something wrong with it?
Chen Ze, of course, saw the meaning in Betty's eyes. He rolled his eyes. "Three years at the minimum, and the highest is the death penalty, Betty."
Chen Ze looked at the little girl and pulled her to a table with a smile. He had a bold idea, but he did not know if it could be realized.
Yuna looked around uneasily. This restaurant was very strange. She had never seen a restaurant like this.
Yuna did not expect her problem to be solved. She had asked the pastor of the Church of Light before. After the pastor inspected her, he looked at her with pity.
"Child, you are chosen by misfortune. This … problem, there is no solution." The pastor was very kind, but the words that came out of his mouth sent Yuna's family into despair.
Looking at her mother who was kneeling beside her, Yuna saw her crying, but she could not hear the sound of her crying …
Yuna saw her father, the man who worked as a waiter at an auction house. The man who had been silent all this time dug his fingernails into his palm. Blood slowly flowed down.
Blood, very red. Under the guidance of fate, it fell into the abyss, into Yuna's heart.
Perhaps the pastor could not bear to see such a tragedy. She squatted down and touched Yuna's head.
"Yuna, if someone touches your head, then perhaps they can share a part of your misfortune." The pastor smiled warmly.
Like a ray of light, it shone into Yuna's heart.
"Then … great pastor … will … will I die?" Yuna asked hesitantly. She heard from her friend that if she fell ill, she would die unless she went to the pastor.
"…" The pastor looked at the little girl in front of her silently. How unfair was fate to let disaster befall this little girl?
"No, you won't. Yuna is so kind. You will definitely go to the Kingdom of God." The pastor tried hard to maintain a smile.
Yuna stood on her tiptoes and stroked the priest's head with all her might. Then, she looked at the stunned priest seriously.
"Pastor, misfortune is very scary. Yuna doesn't want you to be chosen."
The young voice, the serious tone, and the pure eyes.
They were all so determined.
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