We contain, we disable, and we run away.

For some reason, Chen Ze suddenly remembered this passage.

Looking at the motionless SCP-173 in front of him, Chen Ze had a headache. Of course he remembered the characteristics of 173.

For example, you can't blink, otherwise you will be teleported and your neck will be broken.

Chen Ze has played the game SCP Containment Breach before, and it can be said that he is particularly impressed by this thing.

"But why did a contained object run into my store? I remember that 173 does not have the ability to open the door by itself?" Chen Ze was puzzled by this question.

Look at 173's poor short hands. Although it is very powerful to twist the neck, it is still a bit difficult for 173 to open the door by itself.

Chen Ze suddenly remembered a guest he had entertained after the system upgrade, a man with a D hanging on his chest.

Chen Ze remembered again what the other party said about the mysterious organization that controls things that can destroy the world. Isn't this the setting of the SCP Foundation?

Could it be that this portal of mine was also defined as a containment object by the Foundation? And then the Foundation failed to contain it twice?

Chen Ze could only think of this possibility, but it is also possible that the Foundation wants to try to use its new containment object to destroy 173, but this possibility is not very high.

After all, the SCP Foundation is very cautious about new containment objects and destroying containment objects, and has so many painful experiences and lessons.

Chen Ze felt that his eyes were a little dry, and then he controlled the magic circle to lift SCP-173 up and slowly walked to the main entrance of the restaurant.

"Manager, when did you buy the sculpture?" Betty glanced at it curiously, then curled her lips.

"I have to say, store manager, your aesthetic sense is very poor. This sculpture is simply used to deceive people and is completely worthless." Betty remembered that she had a sculpture in her home now, and it was very stunningly carved.

Chen Ze ignored Betty, but pushed the door open, threw 173 out, and quickly closed the door.

"This thing is not a sculpture." Chen Ze rubbed his eyes.

Although Chen Ze was very confident in the magic circle in the restaurant, after all, neither Lafla nor Stan, nor the powerful Hastur, could pose a threat to him.

But this does not mean that Chen Ze wants to experience the feeling of being teleported behind him by 173. Instead of having his neck touched by such cold hands, Chen Ze might as well go to a massage parlor for a massage.

"Is that a guest?" Betty blinked.

"Guests? There are no such guests yet, right?" Chen Ze felt that there should be no sculptures coming here to eat, but if they really came, what should he do?

Maybe I should buy some cement and put it back?

"I thought they were stone giants." Betty stretched and was about to go back to the kitchen to continue chewing on the chicken legs.

"You clean the tables and chairs first, there will probably be guests coming in later." Chen Ze waved his hand, he only ate one of the fifteen chicken drumsticks on the plate, and there were only three drumsticks left.

Chen Ze sincerely felt that Betty's stomach was probably similar to Luffy's, both from different dimensions.

Chen Ze was sitting in the kitchen munching on the chicken legs. Fried chicken must be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste as good when it's cold.

"Elena, Andrew, what do you want to eat today?" Betty's voice came from the restaurant, Chen Ze wiped his mouth and washed his hands.

A busy day is about to begin again.

"Uncle, Brother Andrew is going to the Knight Academy next week!" Elena looked proud.

From the store manager's uncle to his uncle, although he has become a lot closer, Chen Ze still feels very sick in his stomach. He would rather be called the store manager's brother.

"It's pretty good. Is the tuition okay?" Chen Ze sat aside and watched them eat. No other customers had come in yet.

"No problem!" Andrew patted his chest and stopped his sister who was about to speak.

Chen Ze glanced at Andrew calmly. This little boy was already a little strong, but he had some calluses and wounds on his hands.

I guess you are doing physical work, right? It seems that the process of entering the Knight Academy is not easy, but this is what Chen Ze expected.

Chen Ze did not reveal what Andrew had hidden, but instead asked some life questions with a smile.

"Elena, are there any big things going on there recently?" Chen Ze took a sip of ice coke.

"Big deal? I heard from Brother Bernard that a nobleman in a wealthy area died. Does this count?"

Chen Ze curled his lips, it was just a death, but the death of a noble was indeed news.

If there were scriptwriters from the TV series, they could probably write dozens of episodes focusing on the trivial matters of noble families.

If you add in the children's fight for the inheritance, you can write dozens of episodes, and there is no problem in making up a hundred-episode TV series.

"Well, I heard that the nobleman was killed by a grandfather on the street. Later, the law enforcement team came and arrested the grandfather." Andrew nodded. He also knew the news, even more than Bernard knew.

many.

"I was working in the tavern... Ahem, I heard from two knight masters that the murderer was once a knight, but because of his association with the evil devil, he killed a whole village of poor people and became apostate." Chen Ze took a look.

Andrew, it seems that this guy works in a tavern.

"Hmph, this kind of bad guy who kills poor people at will is not worthy of being a knight at all!" Elena waved her little fist, her tone full of disgust.

After seeing off Elena and Andrew, Chen Ze returned to the kitchen, where Betty was washing dishes.

"Betty, do you think the devil is really that bad?" Chen Ze asked while wiping his kitchen knife.

Betty trembled and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Some demons are really bad. Violent demons often buy human slaves, especially children, to torture and kill them."

"You are... a scumbag." Chen Ze shook his head.

"Store manager..." Betty turned around, her eyes full of panic.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ze looked at her doubtfully.

"Will you..." Betty was very nervous, her tail hanging down.

"Will you fire me..." The voice was very low, but Chen Ze still heard it.

Looking at Betty who looked nervous and frightened, Chen Ze was a little confused, but thinking about Betty's race, Chen Ze also understood a little bit.

Chen Ze stood up. He knew why Betty was so nervous. After all, Betty was also a member of the devil.

On the other hand, Aiwujiwu said that some people will indeed hate that group of people because they hate someone.

For some reason, Chen Ze suddenly remembered a mission he had done while playing World of Warcraft.
Chapter completed!