Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

There was a loud noise, and the poor ghost hand slammed onto the table. It struggled for a moment under the dead branch-like palm, and then stopped moving as if it was dead.

Within a few seconds, the ghost hand turned into a pool of pus and spread out in all directions.

"So fierce?" Zhang Qian's eyelids twitched.

Although the ordinary ghost hand is very weak, the current ghost hand has been strengthened by the limb ghost, and it should be a little stronger under the influence of the dining area.

However, even so, he still couldn't move even one move under this withered hand.

What's more important is that Zhang Qian himself did not give any order to attack. This counterattack was completely an instinctive reaction of Kushou and was not under Zhang Qian's control.

It's a bit dangerous, so it's better not to play around...

Zhang Qian also lost interest in continuing to observe it, and with a slight movement in his mind, he wanted to make the arm pressing on the table retreat.

There was still no different feeling, but the arm on the table did move, slowly raised and then retreated into the darkness.

Fortunately, there were no surprises until it completely disappeared.

"Are you okay?" the waiter asked a little uneasily.

It wasn't worried about Zhang Qian's safety, it was just worried about its own life.

If Zhang Qian is in danger here, it means that the dining area is not as safe as he thought.

The waiter didn't know that this movement was caused by withered hands. After all, it had never thought of doing so withered hands in the past. It didn't dare to do so in human form. In ghost form, it just wanted to eat. It was difficult for it to do such a reckless behavior.

"Fortunately, he's not dead anyway." Zhang Qian responded casually.

Turning his head to look at the waiter, he saw that this guy was still lying on the ground, and he didn't secretly pull away his ghost hand or make any other abnormal behavior.

Maybe those two unexpected attacks weren't such a bad thing?
At least the waiter restrained himself a lot and did not dare to be as presumptuous as when ordering food before.

It is estimated that it would not dare to engage in similar operations such as forcibly selling a table of Man-Han banquets at the slightest disagreement.

"Although I can't completely control it, the fact that I can summon these withered limbs shows that I still have some privileges. But as a store manager, I shouldn't have only this ability, right?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhang Qian was thinking about continuing to try other permissions when a rustling sound came from the darkness.

It seemed like there was something crawling on the ground, and there were definitely quite a few of them, from all directions, as if Zhang Qian was surrounded.

However, Zhang Qian was not too wary. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked quietly into the distance, waiting for those things to approach.

Finally, a palm broke into his field of vision first.

Then came the second one, then the third one...until palms were covered in all directions, they slowly stopped.

Small bloody wounds covered the pale palms. There was no doubt that these things were all caused by Zhang Qian's evil hands before.

"The order I gave them at that time should have been to keep going forward. Why did they crawl back on their own?" Zhang Qian was a little confused.

The ghost hand closest to it immediately moved and jumped on the table for him to observe carefully.

"From the outside, there are no signs of erosion..."

With a thought, the ghost hand in front of him immediately turned into a shadow and dispersed.

"There are no signs of loss of control."

Zhang Qian glanced at the number and found that the number of ghost hands matched the total number released previously.

It's just a small problem.

"At that time, six ghost hands were released on the left side, and only five were released on the right side. Is it the other way around now?" Not only the left and right, but also the number of ghost hands in the front and back has been reversed.

In other words, it is not the quantity that is reversed, but the position of the ghost hand.

"I thought this space was infinite, but it turns out there are still boundaries..." Zhang Qian sighed.

It's just that this boundary is not a physical wall or barrier, but a space that connects each other.

If you get close to the border, you will appear at the other end of the dining area unknowingly like a ghost hitting a wall. If you didn't have the table in the center as a reference, you might die without realizing that you are spinning in circles.

But the idea of ​​finding an exit through the border can now be largely ruled out.

He casually summoned a ghost hand, made a mark on it, and then threw it into the darkness, intending to test this conjecture one last time.

He himself started groping for other things, trying to find a way to leave.

"If I remember correctly, you seemed to have said in the rest area before that you could leave here and go to the ghost ship to recruit shop assistants?" Zhang Qian asked the waiter on the ground.

As a customer, it's not a big problem if you can't leave. At worst, you can just leave as a store clerk.

The waiter seems to know the conditions for this method.

"Um..." The waiter froze for a moment, and finally said hesitantly, "I don't know?"

Before Zhang Qian could get angry, it immediately explained, "That guy said that just because the boss mentioned such a thing, but that guy has never practiced it himself, so I don't know how to leave."

"But what is certain is that there must be some way to leave."

"I don't know..." Zhang Qian was no longer able to complain about this guy who didn't know anything.

The coward waiter in the dining area is already a waste. I thought he would be better after turning into a ghost, but who knows that this guy is just a loser.

Fortunately, it is enough to make sure that there is a method. You can always try it out if you try slowly.

"I want to leave?"

Zhang Qian muttered something silently in his heart, but the surroundings were silent and nothing changed.

So he repeated it again in a low voice, but unfortunately he still failed.

"It seems it's not that simple..."

After checking his own situation, Zhang Qian felt that the opportunity to leave might not be with him.

Because he doesn't have any extra supernatural power in his body, and he doesn't have a sense of control over the ghost restaurant, he can't do anything even if he wants to leave.

Then it is likely that some kind of object can open a passage to leave.

There are not many things in the Ghost Restaurant branch. Apart from tables and benches, there are only three special items: bills, notebooks, and pens.

"Can we get rid of the bills first?"

This thing is now stained with some stains, and it seems that it is really just a tool that the waiter drew casually and used for accounting.

And the notebook...

After opening the notebook, the contents inside did not change.

There were still only notes left by me and the waiter on it, and they had already reached the bottom after turning a few pages. It didn’t look like there was any clue hidden there.

Zhang Qian looked at the ordinary writing brush and said, "The most likely thing is this thing." (End of Chapter)