Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

"Senior Ye Hai..."

Her voice suddenly became soft and weak: "Why is this restaurant... spinning..."

Ye Hai looked up and saw that Eriri's cheeks were flushed, her azure eyes were misty, and a few strands of her long golden hair were sticking up mischievously. She rested her chin on her hand, grinning foolishly at Ye Hai: "You...how did you become two..."

Ye Hai was speechless at the sight; beer doesn't have much alcohol, does it?

This girl has only drunk a little bit and she's already like this.

"You should eat something first to fill your stomach."

Ye Hai shook his head helplessly.

Eriri picked up her knife and fork in a daze, only to find that the steak in front of her had mysteriously split into two pieces.

She blinked hard, trying to focus, but the fork in her hand kept poking the edge of the plate.

"Strange...how did this steak run away?"

She muttered to herself and tried to cut the steak with the knife again, but the blade slipped directly on the plate.

Ye Hai sighed and took the cutlery from her: "Don't bother, I'll do it."

"don't want..."

"You're a bad person, you just want to bully me."

Eriri stubbornly tried to snatch the fork back, but her movements were so forceful that she almost slipped off the chair.

Ye Hai quickly caught her and gently pushed her back into her seat.

"be honest."

He cut off a small piece of steak and held it to Eriri's lips: "Open your mouth."

Eriri pouted, looking aggrieved, but still obediently opened her mouth.

After feeding them for a while, Ye Hai suddenly remembered something.

Why do I always seem to be feeding people lately? Could it be that I'm destined to be a stay-at-home dad?

Before Ye Hai could finish feeding Ying Lili, Henry, who was not far away, pressed the call bell on the table again.

"Waiter, another one of the same kind, please."

Henry's plate was now completely empty.

"Another one?"

Horace walked up to Henry in astonishment and asked, "This guy isn't really here to freeload, is he? He's starving."

There was quite a lot of food served just now. I didn't see the same thing again. The gentlemen and ladies over there haven't even finished half of their portions yet.

"Yes, and don't forget the beer."

Henry handed Horace a beer glass with a contented smile and gave him some instructions.

Horace picked up his glass and glanced at Henry again, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"Any questions?"

Henry noticed Horace looking at him and asked a question.

"No, no, sir."

Horace shook his head, but immediately turned and went to the bar.

He needs to ask the boss for his opinion. Although he won't lose out by eating for free, if he loses too much, the boss will definitely make trouble for him, the waiter.

Therefore, it's best to let the bosses decide what to do.

Before Horace even reached the bar, the restaurant owner, Maggie, and the front-of-house manager leaned over to listen to what had happened.

"He wanted another one, just like before, plus beer."

Chapter 61 The God of the Heart

Do you think he can afford it?

The front desk manager asked in a low voice.

Ms. Maggie rested her chin on her bookkeeping pen, glancing uncertainly at Henry. "We'll just have to try our luck."

This is a respectable, high-end restaurant; they can't do something like presuming a customer doesn't have money to pay before the bill is even settled.

What if this homeless man-looking customer actually has money to pay, but they don't provide services?

If word gets out, their shop's reputation will be ruined.

Compared to the potential financial loss, Ms. Maggie felt that the reputation of her shop was more important.

After understanding Ms. Maggie's meaning, the front desk manager lowered his head and whispered, "Bring him one."

"But don't remove the cartilage, understand?"

Cartilage is the translucent tissue in steak that connects the lean meat to the bone.

This stuff is extremely difficult to soften during cooking, makes a crunchy sound when chewed, and is easy to get stuck between teeth, requiring special techniques to handle.

In some high-end restaurants, chefs are required to remove these cartilages in advance to prevent unpleasant incidents for customers during their meals.

Whether it's making strange noises or getting food stuck in their teeth, these gentlemen consider it all undignified.

But if the customer is suspected of being a freeloader, then the manager has to consider whether it's worth the chef increasing their workload to remove the cartilage just for that person.

Clearly, the current front office manager doesn't think Henry is worth their time.

Horace nodded knowingly and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

After Henry finished off the entire table of food cleanly and efficiently for the second time, Ye Hai finally managed to eat the steak in front of him.

Just as Ye Hai was about to pay the bill, he noticed that the waiter Horace was already standing next to Henry, the manager was also loitering nearby, and Ms. Maggie was also glancing in that direction, completely unaware that he was about to pay the bill.

"Two portions each of ham, eggs, steak, tomatoes, peas, and carrots, plus muffins, cheese, coffee, and two beers, for a total of three pounds and ten pence."

Horace read out the names of the dishes one by one, and then slapped the already calculated receipt on the table in front of Henry.

Henry casually picked up the receipt in his hand: "Thank you."

Then I glanced at the clock in the store; it was 1:50 PM.

There were still ten minutes until the agreed time with the two wealthy men.

Although Henry had no idea what the two wealthy men were up to, they gave him a letter and clearly told him that there was money in the envelope.

Henry felt that since these two wealthy men were willing to give him a sum of money and had entrusted him to open the letter at two o'clock, he was quite pleased.

Presumably, there were some things in the letter that needed to be entrusted to this American homeless man.

Since we need his help, the reward should be quite substantial.

It should at least be enough to cover the cost of this meal.

Maybe there are ten pounds in there? Or perhaps fifty pounds?

They're wealthy people with villas in central West London, they wouldn't be stingy, would they?

Ye Hai, who was not far away, suddenly froze. What the heck? Three pounds and ten pence?

It seems like his table ordered the exact same thing as Henry's table.

Good heavens, the money he stole from the bearded man wasn't even enough to pay for a meal.

That guy is way too poor.

And this is Jack the Ripper?

That's right, Ye Hai was pretty sure that the man was Jack the Ripper.

The moment he got close, Ye Hai smelled a faint scent of blood.

In addition, the guy started rambling on and on about Jack the Ripper, his words filled with pride and contempt for prostitutes.

Ye Hai felt that his judgment was basically correct.

Although he had roughly determined the other party's identity, Ye Hai had no intention of making a move.

That's because Ye Hai felt it was unnecessary.

He is not the anchor point for this time travel, so he will not be targeted by the world's will.

It's absolutely not worth creating trouble for yourself.

On the other hand, he was also unsure whether the world's will would cause other trouble if Jack the Ripper were eliminated.

If the smaller one is killed and then the larger one comes along, these three new reincarnators might not be able to withstand it.

Ye Hai was still hoping they would go to other worlds to work for him and earn reward points.

We can't afford to wipe out the whole team at once.

Ye Hai silently took out the money in his pocket. Well, it added up to less than three pounds.

There is still a gold watch, but I haven't had time to exchange it for cash yet.

This Jack, he never knows to carry more money when he goes out. Doesn't he know someone is going to rob him?

Ye Hai grumbled inwardly.

Now he has to find another way to pay for the meal.

You should know that he is a very reasonable person. As long as the other party does not provoke him, Ye Hai will generally never do something like eating and dashing.

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"God, I remember you have the ability to copy, right?"

Ye Hai silently recited in his heart.

As far as he knew, everything sold in the God's Space was mass-produced and sold by the God using this ability.

Only items that have been submitted as quest items within the God's Space can be found in the God's Space's exchange list.

The main god's meaning is very straightforward: he disdains to accept ordinary things.

Including currency.

He could easily see through Ye Hai's little scheme.

"you sure?"

Ye Hai's lips curled into a slight smile: "Tell me, what would happen if I went to every world and went on a crazy spree to publicize the existence of your Main God Space?"

...... .. ...

Since the Supreme God can't eliminate him anyway, he might as well go all out and cause trouble.

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Ye Hai pulled out a blue £1 banknote.

Soon, the banknotes disappeared.

[British Pound: Face value 1, Quantity 1000, Exchange rate: 1 bonus point.]

The Supreme God readily presented the exchange options; to him, pounds were no different from ordinary paper.

[Redeem successful]

[Remaining reward points: 99.]

I had 300 points left before, and after spending 200 points on the necklace I gave to Yukinoshita Haruno, I had 100 points left.

When facing Ye Hai, the Supreme God no longer adhered to the rule that exchanges could only be made within the Supreme God Space.

Anyway, this guy can freely enter and exit the God's Space.

Ten stacks of banknotes soon appeared in Ye Hai's arms, each stack containing one hundred pounds.

After throwing nine stacks into his interdimensional backpack, Ye Hai then pulled out three cards from the last stack and placed them on the table.

After putting the rest into his pocket, he took out the slightly crumpled one-pound note.

I stole two cards from Jack the Ripper, gave one to the God of War to copy, and have one left.