Chen Ze had considered giving Flying Squirrel a glass of the Howling Wine that Mephisto had given him. After all, that glass of wine had the highest alcohol content among all of Chen Ze's drinks. It was also the one that Chen Ze was most confident in making Flying Squirrel drunk immediately.
Chen Ze felt a little bald when he thought about the wine that Flying Squirrel had drunk last time. The two skeletons, Flying Squirrel and Stan, had drunk Chen Ze's barrel of Thunder Ale.
This made Chen Ze wonder if Stan and Flying Squirrel's bones were soaked in alcohol. He reckoned that if he lit a fire, he would be able to see the latest variant of skeletons — flaming skeletons.
Not long after, Chen Ze brought out the swamp eel rice that Flying Squirrel had ordered. The swamp eel rice was still only rated as exquisite.
However, Chen Ze did not mind. He already had a rough idea of what he was lacking. When the time came, as long as he learned how to make the Kabayaki Eel Sauce, Chen Ze was confident that he could make a perfect eel rice.
"This is really shocking. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious eel rice!" Flying Squirrel exclaimed. He had eaten many dishes before he transmigrated, and eel rice was naturally one of them. However, Chen Ze's eel rice was on a whole different level compared to other eel rice.
"After all, it's made with high-quality ingredients. By the way, Flying Squirrel, have you done any research on ghosts or spirits?" Chen Ze explained proudly. Then, he remembered that he had something important to do.
"Ghosts? Spirits? "Flying Squirrel's body stiffened.
For the Japanese, they would rather believe in the existence of ghosts than not.
When Flying Squirrel was in school, he had participated in trials of courage and told ghost stories, so he was a little sensitive to ghosts.
Seeing Flying Squirrel's expression, Chen Ze's mouth twitched. You're the king of the undead, so why are you afraid of ghosts? Is that why there are no evil spirits in the big tomb?
Chen Ze suddenly realized the truth.
"That's it." Chen Ze used a magic array to bring out the grey figure and placed it beside Feishu.
It had only been an afternoon since they last saw each other, but there were already more than a dozen pairs of eyes on this gray figure. They were densely packed together and looked particularly disgusting. For people with trypophobia, they would probably die on the spot with just one look.
Even so, these eyes were still staring in the direction of the basement, completely ignoring Chen Ze and Feishu.
However, Flying Squirrel's body shuddered, and he subconsciously activated his Fear Aura. Very quickly, however, the magic array automatically suppressed the aura.
"He doesn't look like a ghost." Fei Shu had calmed down. He even planned to take a picture with him.
"This thing keeps staring at my customers. It's just staring at one of them. He can't even sleep well." Chen Ze yawned and stretched his neck.
"This might be a curse. How about this, I'll give it a try." Flying Squirrel nodded. Although his character wasn't a Cleric, it had a spell called Remove Curses.
"Alright, I'll leave it to you." Chen Ze nodded and followed Flying Squirrel to the basement.
In truth, Chen Ze wasn't in a hurry. However, Flying Squirrel said that if he got drunk, he might not be able to use the spell. Hence, he came to the basement first.
"Is this the customer?" Flying Squirrel looked at Li Jiu, who was sleeping soundly on the ground.
"Yes, that's him." Chen Ze nodded. However, he spoke very softly. He didn't want a mental patient in the restaurant.
Think about it. If you were suddenly woken up from your sleep and saw a skeleton with glowing red eyes staring at you, wouldn't you get a fright?
"I'll give it a try." Flying Squirrel sighed. Looking at the person sleeping soundly on the cold concrete ground, he felt nostalgic.
Before he transmigrated, he was also a social animal. The 996 work system was a blessing. Many times, he would see other social animals sleeping on benches. Some would even fall asleep in the subway.
Flying Squirrel suddenly felt that transmigrating wasn't such a bad thing. At the very least, he could sleep for as long as he wanted. It was especially satisfying.
Flying Squirrel shook his head and took out the Divine Staff, the symbol of the Great Graveyard Guild.
Magic Enhancement, Magic Double Buff, Emerald Body, Defensive Magic, Defensive Magic Enhancement … The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched. Flying Squirrel was simply a lunatic. In order to cast Remove Curses, he had forcefully applied more than ten buffs to himself.
"… Magic Enhancement: Remove Curses!" Flying Squirrel pointed his staff at Li Jiu. A ray of light shot out from the tip of the staff and landed on Li Jiu's body.
Then, Chen Ze saw a cloud of black mist float up and dissipate into the air.
Chen Ze used the magic array to sense it. Very good, the ghostly figure had disappeared.
After completing their task, Flying Squirrel and Chen Ze returned to the restaurant together. Flying Squirrel then began to drink heartily. It was the kind that no one could persuade him to stop.
"Store Manager! The information you gave me last time was really useful! "The door opened, and Greenwich, who was wearing an electric walk-on outfit, walked in, laughing heartily.
The next second, he saw Flying Squirrel sitting there drinking Thunder Ale. Then, under Chen Ze's dazed gaze, Greenwich walked over, sat beside Flying Squirrel, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, bro, what material is your suit made of?" Flying Squirrel felt the tremendous force on his shoulder and turned his head to look at Greenwich.
Chen Ze couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. Flying Squirrel wasn't a Hunter.
Have you seen a Monster Hunter use Heart Mastery on Lei Niang? Have you seen it before? You'd probably have to add a "Lei Niang, times have changed" emoji.
However, Chen Ze felt that if Flying Squirrel transmigrated to the world of Monster Hunters, he would definitely be chosen to go to the border of Monster Hunters to fight the supernatural monsters.
However, Flying Squirrel surprisingly didn't get angry. Instead, he started chatting with Greenwich.
"Cloth? That won't do. Many dragons can easily tear your clothes apart, but your bone suit looks pretty good. "Greenwich smiled as he accepted the beer from Betty and took a big gulp.
"Mr. Greenwich, where's Chef Kitty?" Chen Ze walked out. If he hadn't come out, he suspected that Greenwich would have dragged Flying Squirrel into a discussion on how to hunt Foxy Dragons.
"Look at my memory! Chef Kitty has a lot to do in the Dragon Calendar Courtyard, so he can only come next time. This time, I brought you a gift. " Greenwich smiled as he took out a bow from the bag on his back. He looked very handsome.
"This is for you, Store Manager!" Greenwich handed the bow to Chen Ze. Suddenly, Chen Ze felt that maybe he could cosplay as a Monster Hunter.
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