Chapter 152: The Strange Thing—This Place Is Way Too Dangerous (Fourth Update)

Inside the restaurant

"I'm finishing early today."

After finishing the morning rush, the afternoon still had no customers entering the shop.

So, Su Mu decided to close up outright.

As the system brought in more and more customers, Su Mu increasingly felt his working hours had grown longer.

"No, this won't do!"

He imagined that someday the system might bring in hundreds or even thousands of people, each demanding a full set.

Then he, Su Mu, would be worked to death.

The mere thought of that scene sent a chill through him.

At that point, he'd probably die from exhaustion.

"No, I must find an opportunity to protest to my system!"

Deep inside, Su Mu's dissatisfaction with his system grew ever stronger.

Just as Su Mu was about to shut the shop, five people walked up to the door.

All five wore black robes, tightly wrapped around their bodies despite the scorching heat.

Such strangeness made Su Mu frown slightly.

These people clearly weren't good folks!

"Jie jie, this is the land watched over by the Great God of Shattering!"

The high priest's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Clutching a skull-topped staff beneath his robe, consumed by fervent devotion to the God of Shattering, he stepped directly into the restaurant.

Crack!

Instantly, as he crossed the threshold, a sharp, crisp sound rang out.

The high priest froze in place; within his inner perception, the skull-shaped idol of faith now bore jagged cracks.

The eerie glow flickering in the idol's single eye extinguished at once, as if terrified of something.

This sight triggered a violent outburst of divine power within the idol.

A torrent of divine force surged forth, and the high priest's bridge of faith collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Like Ling Shuangxue before him, the high priest had taken but one step into the restaurant—and now his time was nearly up.

"Cough! Cough!"

The sudden collapse of his inner faith idol left the high priest stunned; he coughed violently.

His eyes widened in horror as he scanned the surroundings.

When his gaze fell upon Su Mu, it was as if a blazing sun had erupted before him—he went utterly black, losing all awareness.

The high priest of the Posuishen Sect, a sixth-rank fanatic, now lost all his cultivation and went blind.

The four followers behind him who had stepped inside were in even worse condition.

This sudden scene left Su Mu utterly stunned.

What the hell is going on?

This is definitely fraud!

This is absolutely fraud!

And it's extortion too!

I haven't done a single thing—and they've already collapsed.

Just as Su Mu was about to call someone for help,

Ling Shuangxue and Huang Shaotian hurried up outside the shop.

Upon arriving, they saw the Posuishen Sect members lying on the ground.

With just a faint sense, Huang Shaotian felt a wave of dread.

"Hey, you two arrived just in time—these people are trying to scam me!"

Seeing Ling Shuangxue and Huang Shaotian, Su Mu immediately hung up the phone.

He remembered these two were some kind of enforcers.

For a scam like this, it'd be easier to deal with familiar faces.

But as soon as Su Mu spoke, Huang Shaotian froze.

Fraud?

Posuishen Sect members committing fraud?

If a deity hadn't said this,

they'd have punched him by now.

Yet, seeing Su Mu's expression, Huang Shaotian's face broke into a smile.

"Owner, rest assured—we're exactly the ones who handle this. Leave these people to us!"

Saying this, Huang Shaotian immediately moved to deal with the fallen figures.

After dragging them out of the restaurant and sensing them briefly, Huang Shaotian was startled.

The Posuishen Sect's high priest—a sixth-rank fanatic—was now barely clinging to life.

Indeed, the cost of offending a deity is truly terrifying.

The four fourth-rank followers were even weaker, their breaths faint; it was uncertain if they'd survive.

Together with Ling Shuangxue, they tossed all five bodies into the car; Ling Shuangxue greeted Su Mu briefly and hurried off.

"Tsk tsk, turns out having connections really does make things easier these days!"

Watching as they took the fraudsters away without even needing him to give a statement, Su Mu nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he turned his head, he saw on the ground a skull bone staff lying quietly.

"Huh? Strange—this must've been dropped by those people!"

Squatting down, Su Mu picked up the skull bone staff at random.

After just one glance, Su Mu was speechless.

"So ugly!"

Unable to resist commenting, Su Mu thought Ling Shuangxue and the others would come tomorrow, so he casually placed the skull bone staff on the cash register.

"Cha Cha, let's close early today!"

Saying this to Cha Cha, Su Mu walked straight upstairs.

Hearing Su Mu's words about closing, Cha Cha skillfully shut the shop door.

Then she cast one more glance at the skull bone staff, muttered that it was ugly, and headed upstairs too.

For a moment, the food shop was left with only the skull bone staff, lying still on the cash register.

"Hum…"

A faint ripple spread from the skull bone staff, but the next instant, it was suppressed by the shop's terrifying pressure.

Inside the skull bone staff at this moment, the eerie spirit was trembling in the corner.

Feeling the terrifying aura outside the bone staff.

The lingering shock from when it had just touched Su Mu.

As a semi-divine-level eerie artifact, the skull bone staff could only tremble in the corner.

Just now, when no one was around, it had tried to contact that bastard, the Shattered God.

But as soon as it moved, it was suppressed again.

Now, it could only sit aggrievedly motionless on the table.

This place is far too dangerous!

It wanted to leave!

Inside, it roared helplessly, while the skull bone staff, curled in the corner, silently observed its surroundings.

Since it couldn't use its divine power, now it could only roll.

Thinking of this, the skull bone staff cried again.

As a semi-divine-level eerie artifact, even a sixth-rank cultivator who touched it would be cursed.

If it unleashed all its eerie aura, it could easily form a Class-B dungeon and corrupt boundless territories.

Yet now, it could only move by rolling.

It was utterly humiliating.

But just as the skull bone staff was about to roll, it suddenly sensed a multitude of gazes descending upon it.

Looking up, the skull bone staff froze instantly.

In the food shop at this moment, countless vast auras had all fixed upon it with deep intent.

"Big Brother Zhan Long Dao, this little ghost wants to run—should we stew it?"

A voice came from the kitchen, followed by a chilling blade-like aura locking onto the skull bone staff.

Instantly, the skull bone staff felt a surge of dread.

Ya mai die, don't stew me!