Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

The player from the United States came to the kitchen of the restaurant.

The sound of chopping meat continued to ring.

The environment of the kitchen was not very good. There were black oil stains everywhere, and even the floor was full of dirt.

He even saw a few mice running around in the kitchen.

"Although the environment of the kitchen is a bit dirty, it is enough to deal with only one chef here."

Looking at this environment, the player from the United States kept comforting himself in his heart.

If you are a waiter outside, you will have to be troubled by those guests.

However, in this kitchen, as long as you don't make too many mistakes, there will be no trouble.

For other jobs, the tasks in the kitchen are undoubtedly the easiest to complete.

The player from the United States was a little fortunate.

I didn't expect that I was so lucky.

"Hey, Gerson, how did you get in?"

"Aren't you a waiter on the first floor of the restaurant?"

It was at this time that the player from the United States, who was originally arranged to work in the kitchen, looked at Gerson.

Gerson smiled and said:

"Hey, of course my good luck took care of me."

"That scar ghost, I don't know why, suddenly arranged me to work in the kitchen."

"This way, I can be much more relaxed."

"Miller, how is it, the work here is okay."

Another player named Miller waved his hand and then said:

"You can see how leisurely I am here."

"It's too easy here."

"Gerson, you are very lucky, unlike those two Eastern players, who are probably still being harassed by customers on the second floor."

"The task completion rate of those two players must be much lower than mine."

After saying that, Gerson was also particularly fortunate.

"Bang~"

It was at this time that the sound of a kitchen knife chopping a wooden board suddenly sounded.

"What!?"

"Who is it?!"

"Damn, who ordered so many dishes?!"

A roar suddenly came from the kitchen.

The two players from the Beautiful Country looked over immediately.

A sturdy ghost with fat all over his body also looked over with gloomy eyes.

This ghost is the chef of the Wraith Restaurant.

"You two damn things, come to work!"

"Today, if you don't clean up all these ingredients, don't even think about leaving!"

The chef pointed at the various ingredients piled up on the side with a hatchet, including human feet, human brains, some disgusting centipedes and insects.

These ingredients are the storage of the Wraith Restaurant for nearly a month, and now they have to deal with them all.

The two players were stunned.

"Just the two of us?"

Looking at the pile of ingredients, Gerson swallowed his saliva.

Let alone letting them finish it today, even if they are given two days, they can't finish this job.

"If it's not you, do you want me to help you deal with these ingredients?"

The chef held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked at the two players from the Beautiful Country coldly.

The two players from the Beautiful Country were stunned.

How long will it take them to process so many ingredients?

Especially Gerson, who was just glad that he was assigned to work in the kitchen.

But now, he began to doubt his life.

According to the chef, someone ordered a lot of dishes.

So, they had to process so many ingredients.

When did such a big eater come to this town?

Or did a lot of guests suddenly come from outside?

They were already backing out.

Even if they were faster, they would probably have to lose half their lives to process these ingredients today, right?

Thinking of this, Gerson took the lead in taking off his work clothes and threw them on the ground.

The chef looked at Gerson coldly.

"What do you mean?"

Gerson said:

"I quit!"

There was no way to complete this task today.

Although giving up the task would make him get a lot less reward at the end of the dungeon.

But it's better than dying here.

Miller saw this and also took off his work clothes and threw them on the ground.

"I won't do it anymore."

"This is not a job for humans."

However, the moment they threw their work clothes down, a cold wind appeared behind them.

When they turned around, they happened to see Scarface looking at them coldly.

"It's not a wise choice for a waiter to throw his work clothes on the ground while working."

As he spoke, ScarfaceThe scary scar on the ghost's face began to show wriggling black tentacles.

The scary ghost energy instantly enveloped him.

The two players from the Beautiful Country were frightened.

"I... Can't we just quit?" Gerson said tremblingly.

The corner of the Scar Ghost's mouth immediately drew a strange arc?

"Come as you want, leave as you want?"

"We are not an amusement park here."

"If you want to leave, you can leave your heads as food."

After saying that, Gerson and Miller's faces suddenly changed.

They quickly picked up the work clothes on the ground and put them on.

"We will work now, work now."

They knew that if they dared to say they would quit again, they would be killed by the Scar Ghost.

Then, their copy would be over.

If they were strong, they might be able to rush out with their own strength.

But the helpless thing is that they are not as strong as the scarred ghost.

They can only work.

The scarred ghost stared at them coldly:

"Work hard, don't let me find you lazy."

"Any ingredients here must be handled cleanly for me, this time the meal is a big shot."

"If I find a little stain on these ingredients, I will chop off your clumsy hands and turn it into a delicious dish."

The scarred ghost said, staring at the two players coldly.

This is the person who the manager asked for special care, he has to perform well.

Even now, he started to cook.

He is not bad at cooking, and he used to be a chef at the Wraith Restaurant.

It's just that he has become the manager of the Wraith Restaurant now.

If it were someone else, it would be fine, but now the manager asked to cook so many meals, and they have to be fast and good.

Naturally, he dared not neglect it.

After a while, a batch of meals came out of the pot.

The manager then placed the food on a large plate.

After seeing that there were no major flaws in the food, he nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Gerson who was working hard to process the ingredients:

"Waiter, take these meals to the second floor and serve them to the guests sitting at table 044."

"Remember, be more polite."

"If I knew that this gentleman was a little dissatisfied with you, I might end your "work" in advance."

"Also, don't think about running away, I will appear in front of you before you run away."