novelraw Chapter 41: If you’re not convinced, you can come and try to take me on
Chapter 41: If you’re not convinced, you can come and try to take me on
The buzzing sound, similar to a chainsaw, stunned the male ghost in front.
Who am I? Where is this? What am I supposed to do?
I’m a ghost! This is a ferocious ghost restaurant! I’m in charge of scaring and even eating the bug in front of me, earning fear value for my master!
But why is my head buzzing with the chainsaw?
Is this guy a human being? Those referred to as bugs, crushed, delicious chunks of flesh, are they human beings?
What would you do if a piece of pork held a chainsaw, called you a little thing?
Anyway, this male ghost is stunned!
The ghost was stunned, but Alexander was not!
Just now this ghost regarded Alexander as food, delicious, now in Alexander’s eyes, this ghost is also a large fan of pork!
Seeing that here is already close to the backyard, not many people noticed, Alexander held the chainsaw and swung it down directly!
The chainsaw infused with a hundred points of ghost energy, unsurprisingly tore the ghost apart, splattering black blood.
Under the incredulous gaze of the male ghost, Alexander holding the chainsaw splattered with meat and black blood, slowly turned his head.
The face smeared with ghost blood, under the reflection of the blade of the chainsaw, showed a cold smile to the ghost customers who were watching.
"Ah!"
A female ghost, covered in bandages due to a car accident, happened to meet Alexander’s cold smile and immediately let out a sharp scream of horror.
Several evil ghosts who also met Alexander’s gaze, shivered at the same time.
At this time, regardless of whether they are humans or ghosts, Alexander is truly a peerless evil ghost!
"What happened?" The ghost chef stuck his head out of the kitchen, holding a blood-stained kitchen knife, and asked loudly.
"No... nothing, I bit my tongue!" The car accident ghost answered without thinking, but her peripheral vision still kept a close watch on Alexander.
The cold smile slowly receded, and the hand holding the chainsaw raised, smeared a hand on his face full of ghost blood, gave a thumbs up to the car accident ghost, then made a knife gesture on his neck.
The former obviously approved her for not revealing anything, the latter was a warning.
Such gestures, in the ghost world, really don’t count as any threat.
But, what if there’s a ghastly ghost split in half by a chainsaw next to you? What if that person is staring at you with a face full of ghost blood? What if he still holds a chainsaw that emits a dull buzzing sound in his hand?
Yes, she is a ghost, although some resentment has condensed into a ghost, extremely excited for the smell of blood, smelling the scent of human flesh and wanting to take a bite.
But this doesn’t mean she won’t be scared!
After all, before the car accident, she was just a naive female driver who couldn’t even distinguish between the accelerator and brake.
So, the ghost of the car accident cried in fear.
Tears the size of beans flowed down, wetting the bandages wrapped around her eyes.
"You’re a ghost, yet you can bite your tongue while eating! And even cried because of the pain!"
Although the chef stuck his head out, he was in the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he shook his head speechlessly.
After all, she is a customer, he couldn’t offend her either, so he retracted his head and continued to cook.
At this moment, Alexander finally turned his head slowly.
In the restaurant, a group of evil spirits and even two terrifying ghosts let out a sigh of relief simultaneously. Alexander’s earlier performance was just too horrifying.
Alexander, who had just scared a ghost to tears, didn’t gloat, instead, he focused his attention on the male ghost he had killed.
The ghost was slowly dissolving as it was only a low-level evil spirit. If not stopped, the ghost’s body would slowly turn into a ghostly aura and dissipate in the air.
Aiming at the corpse that was beginning to emit ghostly aura, Alexander extended his hand and activated his ghost chef ability. Ghostly energy gushed out from his body, forming black chains covered with mysterious symbols.
Instantly, as if the corpse was also afraid, a stream of black energy kept surging out, seemingly trying to escape. Alexander, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, lightly waved his finger. A chain immediately wrapped around the ghost corpse.
Under the binding of the black chains, the ghost corpse seemed to undergo a certain transformation, quickly shrinking, and eventually turning into a square piece of meat, somewhat resembling thinly sliced beef.
"Good quality," Alexander commented satisfactorily, storing the meat directly into his inventory.
As a ghost chef, Alexander couldn’t consume the meat raw. In fact, both the ghost body and meat were nothing more than illusions.
The ghost body contained the purest energy of this world, aside from negative emotions and self-consciousness. A ghost chef’s role was to convert these energies to an absorbable level to strengthen themselves.
The ability to cook ghosts is a skill that takes this to the extreme, even being able to extract ghost techniques and talents. Having obtained a piece of ’ghost meat’, Alexander was not in a rush to cook it, as he was still ’at work’.
Thankfully, after so long, it was getting late, and the restaurant’s customers were gradually starting to pay their bills and leave.
The chosen ones gathered together again. Of the ten people, five were responsible for the main hall, and five were responsible for the backyard and kitchen.
It was clear that those in charge of the front hall were worse off. A middle-aged woman had disappeared, and the experienced Jiang Ping had lost two fingers and an eye, glaring viciously at Alexander. The five people in charge of the kitchen and the backyard were still alive, but two were missing an arm.
It was said that to cook, when ingredients were not enough, the ghost chef directly used the kitchen assistants! There was also a man who had greeted earlier, holding his nose tightly and wailing, "The ghost at table four took my nose as a keepsake!"
Upon closer inspection, his nose was missing, seemingly cut off by a sharp blade, smeared with an unidentified ointment.
"Be grateful!" Jessica, a girl in a leather jacket who looked a little pale, said, "You’re lucky! The ghost even gave you an ointment to stop the bleeding, what else do you want! Do you know how the woman in charge of tables 10-12 died? She bled to death after her tongue was cut off!"
"At least she died quickly!" Unexpectedly, this man did not feel lucky to survive, instead, he mourned, "The ghost told me not to die when he left. He’s coming back tomorrow and the day after!"
Coming back tomorrow and the day after? Everyone was stunned.
This meant the ghost had his eyes on him! That ghost had only a large mouth in the center of his face, with no ears, nose, or eyes. If it kept coming for three consecutive days, it would take a feature a day!
The thought of the man eventually being left with only a mouth on his face made everyone shiver in unison.
"Little brat!" At this moment, the experienced Jiang Ping glared at Alexander, his eyes filled with rage. "It’s all your fault! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have lost two fingers and an eye. You wait, I’ll definitely kill you!"
Clearly, Jiang Ping had not seen Alexander kill the ghost. Among the chosen ones, only Jessica and the older woman had seen it. However, the older woman was already dead, and Jessica kept quiet, her eyes flashing, for unknown reasons.
Alexander met Jiang Ping’s resentful gaze and said disdainfully, "Remember it well! I’m Alexander. If you’re not convinced, you can come and try to take me on!"