I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 710 The Weakness of Ghost Messenger Fang Shiming, and the Imperial Prince Zhang Xianguang
Where is Fang Shiming?
Of course, they hid.

They went through so much trouble, even inviting most of the paranormal community to witness the event, and what was the result?
With over a hundred suppression slots, the ghost messengers were, in Fang Shiming's eyes, or rather, in the eyes of most people, a force capable of crushing everything!

As long as you don't face the Peace Hotel or confront the "manager," there won't be any problems.

Although it is time-limited and can only be used after get off work, it is still incredibly powerful. Moreover, during work hours, the power of the ghost messengers can also be used under limited conditions.

Previously, I was concerned that the flaws in controlling the ghost messengers were too obvious, and I was worried that if I went too far, I would be targeted by someone with ulterior motives.

After all, the greatest effect of nuclear weapons is deterrence, not mutual destruction with the target. The ghost messenger has this kind of power in his hands and will not abuse it.

Otherwise, if someone feels he is too much of a threat and takes advantage of the occasional time he is not at the Peace Hotel during working hours to target him, there are ways to deal with that.

The Seed of White Mist can protect the consciousness of these shop assistants from annihilation.

Before the Ghost Post Office was fully exposed, this was an almost invincible power, but now everyone knows that Zhang Xianguang had already developed a way to deal with the undead consciousness many years ago:

Dismember the target and scatter their body in different locations to prevent them from effectively resurrecting!

Of course, with the "store manager" around, no one knows whether the "store manager" will come back after being targeted like this, but it is a method that is worth being wary of.

If it really comes to that, and someone with ulterior motives misleads the "store manager" into thinking that he resigned voluntarily, wouldn't even the last seed of white mist possibly disappear and die completely because the "store manager" denies his identity as a store employee?
Fang Shiming was able to know these things.

It wasn't his own idea. No one would deliberately try to find their own weakness in a seemingly unsolvable situation of "security." In fact, the news was leaked from headquarters to his circle of friends and then reached Fang Shiming's ears.

Clearly, this was one of the few countermeasures that headquarters came up with after Fang Shiming started controlling the ghost messengers, but it was enough to make Fang Shiming wary.

For this reason, he did not overuse this power, but only used it as a nuclear weapon to deter all parties.

This also produces excellent results.

After He Tianxiong, Jiang Shangbai, and others were eliminated due to the "store manager blind date" incident, although the WeChat Moments also recruited many new people, neither the quality nor the quantity could compare with the headquarters.

That incident seemed to have drained most of the energy from the social circle, and even with Fang Shiming's efforts to keep things going, there was little improvement.

In the end, it was only by joining the Peace Hotel and bringing most of the newcomers in his circle of friends to dine there that he was able to regain his core group of friends.

However, it is now almost impossible to regain its former power.

The power of the ghost messengers also provides a foundation for the gradual rebuilding of the circle of friends when Fang Shiming is not around.

They couldn't go back to reality. They raided the headquarters at night and encountered their former nemesis Ye Zhen in a haunted place like Lao Lin. With the ghost messenger Lao Fan by their side, how could they not take action?

Fang Shiming couldn't hold back any longer, so he took action, and the result was...

The result was obvious; no one expected it... no, they should have expected it.

The terror of ghost messengers lies in their absolute suppression within their quota. If the quota of vengeful ghosts is raised above the quota of ghost messengers, then the conditions and foundation for suppressing ghost messengers in turn will be established.

Of course, this only lays the foundation for suppressing the ghost messengers.

Even if there are enough suppressed slots, and it is impossible to gather them all in one person, they will be easily defeated one by one when facing close-range attacks from ghost messengers.

Unfortunately, it's impossible for Ghost Messenger Lao Fan to lay a hand on the customers in the shop.

This also meant that, at this time, Ghost Messenger Lao Fan could only provide the most basic suppression capabilities by Fang Shiming's side, and could not personally take action.

The final result was quite clear: Fang Shiming was beaten black and blue by Ye Zhen, losing all face.

Fortunately, only Ye Zhen and He Yuelian know about this for the time being. The latter is not a gossip, while the former looks down on Fang Shiming, thinking that Fang Shiming is a kept man. There is no reason to publicize the victory of defeating a kept man.

"I'll settle the score with him after get off work!"

Fang Shiming touched his face. Given his supernatural abilities, it was generally impossible for him to suffer such physical injuries.

But since Ye Zhen's fists also carried supernatural power, the swelling wouldn't go down until the supernatural force from Ye Zhen's punches was dispelled.

Time passed slowly, and finally, after his face returned to normal, Fang Shiming straightened his clothes and returned along the same route.

He knew that Lin Yuan and Zhang Youhong had returned, so he was also very anxious, lest the "shop manager" misunderstand that he was slacking off.

Soon they arrived at the cleared area. Fang Shiming looked around and, sure enough, spotted Lin Yuan by the roadside.

However, there was He Yuelian standing next to Lin Yuan, talking to him.

Especially when she discovered him, He Yuelian pointed at him with one finger, seemingly saying something to Lin Yuan again, which made Fang Shiming's face turn somewhat ugly.

He quickly walked over, adjusting his expression as he did so, and said with a smile, "Brother Yuan, you're back! My stomach was a little upset, so I went to the restroom. What were you guys talking about? Was it about the banquet?"

"How's work? I didn't see you earlier. How are you? Are you alright?" Lin Yuan asked with a smile.

Fang Shiming glanced at He Yuelian and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your concern, Brother Yuan. I'm fine, nothing's wrong. By the way, Brother Yuan, I'll go help out now."

"Okay, go ahead."

Fang Shiming came as a helper and a candidate chef, so naturally he went to Tong Qian and the others to prepare ingredients and cook together.

"Xiao He, you go ahead and get busy. I'm going to see an old friend and see him off on his final journey."

He Yuelian nodded in agreement and watched Lin Yuan walk into the old house.

The old house is not small, and Zhang Dong used to live there alone, but it is exceptionally clean, without a speck of dust.

Unlike the bustling outside, the old house was quiet and less crowded.

Lin Yuan walked into the lobby, looked at the three people inside, and couldn't help but laugh, "Everyone's here. I thought no one was here. I didn't hear a sound."

Zhang Dong was still sitting in that armchair, his body withered, his eyes slightly lowered, his skin covered with age spots, and his whole being exuded a heavy sense of age, just like a sun about to set.

If you had to describe Zhangdong at this moment in one word, it would be: the sun is setting!

In stark contrast was not the tall, refined Zhang Xianguang, but Zhang Youhong, dressed in a red cheongsam and red high heels, with a bright smile on her face, like a beautiful flower in full bloom.

"Boss, you're here! I'm chatting with my brother and my little nephew right now."

Zhang Youhong smiled brightly, and when she talked about her nephew, she emphasized it a few more times, which made Zhang Xianguang, who was standing quietly to the side, twitch his eye slightly.

He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he closed his eyes, clearly choosing to ignore it.

At this moment, Zhang Dong slowly spoke up, "Thank you."

"It's alright, as long as you don't break the contract." Lin Yuan waved his hand, looking like he had Zhang Dong completely under his control, and then glanced at Zhang Xianguang.

In the timeline before the Peace Hotel, Zhang Dong's death was originally planned out, but a letter delivered from the Ghost Post Office caused the vengeful ghost to rise from the dead.

Was this letter sent out by Zhang Xianguang?
Although not specifically stated, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

If Zhang Dongzhen's vengeful spirit were to revive and cause some terrifying supernatural events, it would surely attract Elder Qin's attention, causing the already short-lived Elder Qin to die in this battle.

Without Qin Lao's restrictions, Zhang Xianguang could implement his Peach Blossom Spring plan without restraint.

This is a person who can manipulate other people's lives for decades for his own ideals and plans. He is very dangerous and can do many things that ordinary people find unbelievable.

However, this problem should no longer exist now.

The Peach Blossom Spring Project has long since failed, and it has been replaced by the New Peach Blossom Spring Project.

Speaking of this, Lin Yuan suddenly had another idea, "Old Zhang, speaking of which, your son Xiao Zhang and I have a business relationship."

Zhang Dong was not entirely ignorant of what was happening in the outside world.

Zhang Xianguang was well aware that the Peach Blossom Spring Project had failed and that he had ultimately invested in the New Peach Blossom Spring Project. But what he knew even more clearly was...

Lin Yuan is bringing this up now not to tell me about the achievements of the younger generation so that I can leave this world without regrets.

and so……

"Well, I don't want to know. Children and grandchildren have their own lives to live. This old man, with most of his body buried, won't interfere in your affairs," Zhang Dong said decisively.

Lin Yuan shook his head. "That's not right. It's precisely because you're about to die that I'm telling you this. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Nobody knows what happens after death. If you don't listen now, you'll never know how Xiao Zhang will fare, and that will be a lifelong regret. People live their whole lives for their descendants."

Seeing that Zhang Dong remained unmoved, Lin Yuan continued to persuade him, "Look, you and your son have been at odds for years, but when you learned that you were about to die, Xiao Zhang rushed over immediately to accompany you on your final journey. Fathers and sons don't hold grudges overnight. Are you really so petty that you want to know how Xiao Zhang is doing, but because of that stubbornness of a feudal patriarch, you insist on taking your regrets to the grave, making Xiao Zhang live with regret and guilt for the rest of his life?"

"Boss Lin, it's a real shame you're not going to act as a lobbyist." Zhang Dong's tone was low and gloomy, clearly indicating that he had already compromised.

Zhang Xianguang was very surprised. He did not expect that Zhang Dong would be persuaded by Lin Yuan. In his impression, Zhang Dong had always been very stubborn.

Once a decision is made, no one can change it.

But now...

However, this is also good. Zhang Xianguang really wants Zhang Dong to know about his achievements. Just like a father cares for his son, a son also needs his father's recognition.

The reason he did so much, even to end the supernatural era, wasn't a large part of it because Zhang Dong had been doing this his whole life?
As a son, how could I not want my father to be freed from the responsibilities of his life?
"Mr. Lin, would you mind letting me speak myself?" Zhang Xianguang asked, taking the initiative to speak.

However, he was met with extremely strange looks from Lin Yuan, Zhang Dong, and even Zhang Youhong, as if to say:

This unlucky kid!

Zhang Xianguang seemed not to understand the meaning in those eyes, nor did he know what those words represented; he simply looked at Lin Yuan expectantly.

Lin Yuan naturally wouldn't refuse. After nodding in agreement, he sat down to watch the show.

Afterwards, Zhang Xianguang began to tell Zhang Dong about the people and events he had experienced over the years, as if he were recounting a legendary story, which was quite fascinating.

Lin Yuan found it quite interesting.

Zhang Xianguang has lived for over seventy years. Although most of his life has been uneventful, the decades he spent striving for Peach Blossom Spring, as well as his growth experience, could easily be written into a novel, and a very exciting one at that.

In his youth, he commanded fierce ghosts and determined his ideals.

As adults, we encounter like-minded friends and enemies, and experience many moving and inspiring stories.

In the decades that followed, in order to realize his ideals, he gradually transformed from a young man into a calm, even aged, heart.

From the initial purity and passion to now being willing to do anything for one's ideals.

Zhang Xianguang's life was so fascinating that Lin Yuan couldn't help but pull out some drinks and snacks from somewhere and start eating them.

Zhang Youhong looked on with envy and came over, "Boss, would you mind if I ordered some too?"

"If I say I mind, could you put down your drink?"

"No."

"Then why are you even asking?!"

Despite Lin Yuan's disdain, Zhang Youhong showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, she smiled and moved closer to him, but made no sound to disturb Zhang Xianguang.

Time passed slowly, until Zhang Xianguang finished recounting what happened after encountering the Peace Hotel, mentioning the franchise stores that were already being developed across the country and were just waiting for the Peace Hotel's resource supply to increase so they could open quickly. Only then did he stop, looking at Zhang Dong with anticipation in his eyes, "Do you think my plan will succeed?"

Zhang Dong sighed, not answering his question immediately, but turning to Lin Yuan with a complicated expression, and asked, "Can you tell me how much sleeping potion you gave him?"

(End of this chapter)