Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

The incandescent tubes on the ceiling emit bright white light. Compared to other locations on the ghost ship, this hotel undoubtedly looks much more normal.

Zhang Qianjian couldn't stop the waiter and didn't bother to talk. He took advantage of the gap in being restrained to observe the surrounding environment.

This space is not big, and there is no place like the kitchen or the front desk. There is not even a door. It just seems like an ordinary sealed room.

If it weren't for the tables and chairs stacked on the side, it would be difficult to associate this place with a restaurant.

"There is nothing else in this room except tables and chairs, and there is also no place for ordering or cooking. For a restaurant, these things are definitely not enough." Zhang Qian turned his head and looked in other directions.

It's a pity that no other discoveries were made. It was surrounded by yellowish white walls in all directions, and there was no sign of the existence of anything similar to a portal.

In other words, this place is just a separate space and has no connection with other places.

"So those things just now are really fake? Spending ghost money to treat customers to eat air will really make money..."

But if there really is no portal, how can we leave from this place?

Drill a hole in the wall?

But these rooms of the ghost ship seem to be still inside the ghost ship. In fact, they are not much different from independent supernatural places. Regardless of whether they can be drilled, even if a hole is really made, Zhang Qian would not dare to drill it at will.

Because even he himself wasn't sure what would happen.

At the same time, there is no such record in the headquarters files. If you want to know the consequences of this, you can only ask those ghost masters who disappeared in supernatural events.

"Crack."

Just as he was thinking about it, a crisp sound suddenly appeared inside the room.

The right hand that had been tense suddenly loosened, breaking free from the invisible restraint.

And this time is far less than Zhang Qian expected, not even 1 minute.

"It doesn't seem as strong as I thought?" Zhang Qian muttered.

The erosion of the true energy is only expanding the scope of the restraint. Based on the erosion speed, it will take about two to three minutes to expand to the point where the wrist can be separated.

"But the situation just now didn't look like it was being stretched. It was more like an invisible iron ring was shattered on the ground."

Is it the supernatural power of the mutilated ghost?
Maybe I really need to find a chance to thank the doll for helping me get such a useful ability.

I reached out to the side and fished it out. There was nothing similar to the fragments. There was just a layer of smooth metal underneath.

"Is it just pure supernatural power and not attached to certain items?"

Zhang Qian no longer paid attention to the situation of the chains, but instead raised his arm to his eyes and took a closer look.

The forearm is still covered with scarlet cracks, but there are no signs of restraint.

I flicked my wrist and felt no discomfort.

The invisible restraint seemed to simply fix the limbs and had no intention of harming Zhang Qian.

After all, the captured Ghost Controller is equivalent to the restaurant's prepared ingredients. If the quality is damaged, the dishes will be greatly reduced and cannot be sold at a good price.

"Then the left hand is next." Zhang Qian said secretly.

Soon, a shimmering light began to appear on the wrist of his left hand, flickering and melting into the invisible chain.

According to previous experience, it takes about 40 seconds to completely break free.Then Zhang Qian stretched out his right hand and tentatively grasped it on the wrist of his left hand.

Although there was no way to see the chain, the melting Qi helped Zhang Qian point the way.

After groping for a while, I came across something cold.

It felt very hard, as if touching a piece of solid ice, and there was still cold air coming from inside.

But that's all. Now that the energy in his body has recovered, this coldness is nothing to Zhang Qian.

"The supernatural aura emitted is somewhere between ghost hands and ghost mist, and it's not very scary." After feeling it silently, Zhang Qian compared it with the ghosts he encountered before.

However, there is not much comparison. After all, this chain does not seem to be harmful to the body, but it is extremely strong, even far more than the same level of fierce ghosts.

It's a pity that this solidity has little effect in the face of the ghost's supernatural powers.

Just after putting his right hand on it for a moment, Zhang Qian felt that the place where his fingers touched became a little uneven.

With a gentle knock, the invisible chain suddenly shattered.

Another crisp sound.

Xiao Er, who was immersed in running away, moved his ears keenly. Of course, he could guess what the sound meant, but he didn't expect Zhang Qian to be so fast.

Not daring to look back, it kept accelerating its pace, hoping to hide in a hidden place before Zhang Qian broke free.

"what--"

After turning the corner, the anxious waiter suddenly fell to the ground and gnawed in the mud.

Even if it reacted in time, it would still be scratched on the palm, causing a burning pain.

It's not that it's walking carelessly, it's just that there's something secretly at work.

"What the hell..." Xiao Er wailed and stood up, looking behind him.

Two palms covered with bloody wounds grabbed its ankles at some point, and pinched the joints tightly on the left and right sides. The force was so strong that it was like crushing the bones inside.

Moreover, the skin hidden under the trouser legs also felt a sharp pain, as if there were thousands of knives scratching the skin at the same time. The pain made the waiter's face twitch.

"Sir, please stop using your magical powers. Let's talk about what we have to say." The waiter begged, sweating profusely.

The waiter's face was already covered with cold sweat at the moment, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide but was reluctant to do so.

I couldn't help but want to roll around to distract myself, but the two palms on the ankle were like nails, nailing it to the ground, without the slightest ability to move.

However, Zhang Qian didn't even bother to look at it. Not only did he not stop his hand, but he controlled the ghost hand to increase its strength.

While cleaning the restraints on his feet, he said loudly: "I understand, it's not strong enough, right? Don't worry, I will come over in person to help you loosen your bones in a while, and I will keep it to your satisfaction."

This guy had wanted to kill himself before, so Zhang Qian certainly couldn't let him go easily.

But it’s not necessary to kill it. It’s enough to make it half-dead. After all, you still have to ask it for information.

Hearing this, the waiter felt a chill in his heart. He just felt that his reputation for life would probably be handed down here.

It's pity that he, the best employee of Tangtang Ghost Restaurant in the past 80 years, the owner of Ghost Ship branch, a generation of wealthy businessmen, can't find the right to end up in such a ungrateful place because he defrauded money. (End of chapter)