Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

There isn't much content on the dull yellow paper.

Directly above it is written "Employee List" in large characters, with only one name at the bottom.

"Store manager Niu Xiaoer...is such a casual name."

Zhang Qian pointed to the content on the notebook and asked curiously, "Is this you? Do I have to change my name if I really want to join this restaurant?"

If that were the case, wouldn't there be many people with the same name in the ghost restaurant?

The waiter stuck his butt out and smiled awkwardly, "I am the second eldest child in the family, so my dad gave me this name. It has nothing to do with the ghost restaurant, so you don't have to worry about it, sir."

It doesn't dislike its own name. After all, there are a lot of names like Goudanergou in the same village, and Xiaoer is already pretty good.

Zhang Qian nodded and said no more, continuing to read the contents at the back of the notebook.

However, except for the words on the first few pages, the rest of the pages are blank and there are no other clues.

Do you really want to become this so-called branch manager?
To be honest, Zhang Qian himself did not want to assume such an inexplicable identity.

Firstly, this identity might have some unknown pitfalls. Secondly, the position of Ghost Restaurant is not clear, and it is hard to guarantee whether it will cause trouble because of this identity.

Although Xiao Er seems to be unrestrained and very comfortable on the ghost ship in the past few decades, it is more because of the glory of the ghost ship than the freedom itself.

Zhang Qian looked around, and finally focused on the waiter, "Is there any other way to leave or any clues?"

The environment in the restaurant is unobstructed, and there is nothing special about it. Maybe only insiders can know the secrets?

"Not really."

The waiter shook his head repeatedly, "Sir, your situation is unique. I have never heard of outsiders entering the rest area before, so I really only know how employees leave, and I don't know much about other things. ”

"Then show me how to leave this place." Zhang Qiandao.

He waved his hand, and the ghost hand that was wandering aside immediately received the signal and lightly jumped to stop on the waiter's shoulder.

"what!"

The waiter was startled by this action. He jumped up from the stool and subconsciously wanted to slap the scarlet palm.

However, it did not dare to do so in the end, and just begged with a sad face: "I will definitely cooperate with you, sir. Just accept your magical powers."

The pain caused by the ghost hand to Xiao Er was too profound. Even if the thing was just resting quietly on his shoulder, it still made him feel uncomfortable.

It seems that the next second it will suddenly attack and kill it.

"It's just an experiment, is there any need to be so panicked?"

Zhang Qian patted the waiter's free shoulder and comforted him, "I'm just curious whether this ghost hand can go to the dining area with you. If he can, it means there are loopholes in the rules of this place that can be exploited, so I won't I need to be the manager of this store."

If that doesn't work, it's not too late to find other ways.

Another ghost hand has begun to search around, and there are some tiny cracks on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling, not missing any detail.

However, nothing has been found yet. We can only confirm that the surrounding buildings are extremely strong. There may be hope in destroying them, but it will definitely take a very long time.

"Okay..." The waiter tried his best to ignore the cold feeling on his left shoulder and asked for instructions, "Then shall I go to the dining area now?"

Zhang Qian nodded in agreement, and then followed the waiter towards the corner of the room.

This direction was also the direction that Xiao Er wanted to escape before, but he was caught by ghost hands halfway and failed to reach his destination.

The restaurant was not large, and it didn't take long for the two of them to stand under the wall.

The pure white wall paint has turned a little yellow. I don't know whether it is the influence of time or whether it was like this from the beginning.A long and narrow mark can still be seen on the wall, and fine cracks are all over this track, but only the paint surface is cracked, which has no effect on the gray-black wall inside.

Ghost Hands has already explored here and found nothing unusual.

Sensing Zhang Qian's questioning gaze, the waiter explained: "Sir, you can't see it. In fact, in my opinion, there is a gap in this place."

"If you want to get to the dining area, you have to go through this gap. There is no other way."

gap?

Zhang Qian stabbed the wooden stick smoothly and knocked it firmly on the wall.

The knocking sound was very dull, and it sounded no different from other walls, not like they were hollow.

"Only employees can really see it..."

Finding nothing else, Zhang Qian no longer hesitated, nodded to the waiter and said, "Let's get started."

"Okay." The waiter said solemnly.

Taking a deep breath, it just stared at the dark hole.

He had obviously done similar things countless times before, but now he still felt a little nervous under Zhang Qian's gaze.

"I started."

After a reminder, the waiter slowly stretched out his hand towards the hole.

Without any hindrance, the outstretched right hand disappeared silently into the darkness.

However, from Zhang Qian's perspective, Xiao Er's right hand seemed to have been swallowed by the wall. Half of it was already submerged in the wall, but there was no blood seeping out.

The waiter's body is still moving forward.

Elbow, right shoulder, head... soon half of his body had entered the wall.

To the waiter, this wall seemed to be just a layer of texture, which did not have any impact on its actions.

But the unexpected soon occurred.

When the waiter was about to continue walking in, his whole body suddenly seemed to have lost control, and he could not move forward even half a step.

The resistance came from the ghost hand grasping its left shoulder.

Unlike Xiao Er's body, the ghost hand was firmly blocked from the wall. The knuckles of his fingers were firmly pressed against the wall, but there was no way to get in.

Fortunately, the ghost's hand held it tighter, otherwise the blow just now would have been enough to bounce it off Xiao Er's body.

"What a pity." Zhang Qian sighed.

The identification mechanism of this hole is quite strict. Even derivatives like Ghost Hand can't get in. It seems that if you don't have the identity of an employee, you don't have to think about passing through.

Fortunately, I didn’t have much hope, so failure meant failure.

"Come out, the results are already there." Zhang Qian shouted to the waiter.

But I don't know if Xiaoer didn't hear it, or if he heard it but didn't want to obey, the momentum of its forward movement didn't show any signs of subsiding, but became even more intense.

The ghost's hands have been squeezed into a ball under this force, and the clothes they are holding have begun to deform, and are about to break.

The waiter seems to be out of control. (End of chapter)