Six-eyed evil spirit, Jason's fate

"Oh, it should be turned to dust." The wall ghost added.

Nick was secretly amazed.

In less than a minute, the wall ghost had dealt with the hanging ghost? This guy is so powerful, why is he afraid of his few nails?

The wall ghost didn't say much, and said in a low voice, "The matter is settled. Can you help me pull out those two nails now?"

Nick didn't go back on his word and swiftly pulled the two human bone nails out of the wall.

At this moment, Edwin roughly understood what happened and was stunned. His good brother actually cooperated with a ghost to deal with another ghost? How did he manage to do that?

"Good brother, my friend's not very bright. If there's any trouble in the next few days, could you please take care of him?" Nick said.

The wall ghost replied, "You're not a good person yourself."

"Don't be so stingy. I always thought we were friends."

"Get out!"

"Alright, you don't recognize people after they've pulled out your nails. Goodbye." Nick left with Edwin.

"How did you get involved with that hanging ghost?" On the way down, Nick asked for the reason.

Normally, if you work honestly, ghosts wouldn't dare harm employees.

"Don't mention it. That hanging ghost has a lot of malice. It's my first day at work, and I'm inexperienced in many places. It deliberately made things difficult for me."

"In the end, I made a small mistake, and it caught me. It kept me trapped in the bathroom. In one of the stalls, I saw several pieces of human skin and hair. They were probably from previous employees."

"That hanging ghost doesn't know how many new employees like me it has killed!" Edwin said with a lingering fear.

The hanging ghost was a murderer who had killed more than ten people in his life. After his death, he was filled with malice and only thought about how to harm others.

Therefore, he deliberately made things difficult for new employees, causing them to make mistakes, so that he could slowly torment them.

This was within the rules and satisfied his desire to kill! "Alright, there are five more days left.

Be careful," Nick said as he patted Edwin's shoulder. "I can't help you every time."

Edwin nodded and suddenly said, "By the way, those moves you used just now were amazing! You kept those two ghosts in line!"

Nick chuckled without saying much and went downstairs after saying goodbye to Edwin.

In the lobby, the ghost old lady and the little boy were not there, but the little boy's voice came from a nearby room: "Grandma, this is delicious. I want more."

"If you want more, eat more. Grandma has plenty," came the loving voice of the ghost grandmother.

Nick didn't think much about what the ghost grandmother and grandson were eating. It definitely wasn't something humans would eat.

He hung the key on the wall at the front desk and returned to the restaurant just in time for his shift to end.

There were only five minutes left before the end of the workday.

Nick was wondering if Ada and the other had completed their tasks when he ran into a flustered Jason in the hallway. Jason was holding dishes and looked flustered and busy.

When he saw Nick, it was as if he had seen a lifesaver.

"Nick! Only you can save me now. Please help me!"

"Is there a problem with your dishes?" Nick asked.

"I completed five orders, but four of them received unsatisfactory ratings. If the last order doesn't receive at least a satisfactory rating, I'm in big trouble! That Pinocchio will definitely make sure I don't see tomorrow's sun. As a classmate, you have to help me!"

"Think about how you can make the customer satisfied with this dish."

He holding a pot of soup. It was unclear what kind of soup it was, but the meat inside was rotten and emitted a strange odor.

Seeing his state, Nick hesitated for a moment and used his Analytical Eye to discern the deficiencies of the dish.

"Go to the kitchen and find a bottle of rice wine. Add half a spoonful. Remember, it has to be white rice wine," Nick instructed.

"Do I have to go back? Why don't you help me out and add it yourself?" Jason continued to plead.

"Jason, I've helped you enough. I can't do more. Your life is in your own hands," Nick said coldly, shaking his head.

He wasn't a fool. In this world where life was cheap, what was being tested was one's conscience. If he took over this soup, he might end up taking the blame.

Being too kind would only harm himself in the end!

Seeing Nick's firm refusal, a hint of resentment flashed across Jason's eyes, but he quickly concealed it and hastily said, "Okay, okay. I'll go add it right now!"

With that, he ran off. Back in the restaurant, Ada returned from the kitchen with a relieved look. "Did you finish?" Nick asked.

Ada nodded. "How about you?"

"I finished two hours ago and took a detour to Edwin's place," Nick replied.

Ada's mouth dropped open. It was only the second day, but he was already wandering around as if it were his own backyard! She suddenly felt like she and Nick were playing different games. She was worried and afraid of offending customers and losing her life, while he was as relaxed as if he were just clocking in for work.

"Jason seems to be in some trouble. He lost a hand and it's really affecting him. He's already received four negative reviews today," Ada said. Therefore, the evaluation of the sixth customer was crucial, almost determining his fate!

"I gave him some pointers, but whether he can handle it or not is up to him," Nick said.

Just as he finished speaking, Jason pushed the food cart out. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the look of fear and unease on his face had not diminished.

"C-customer, here's your food," Jason said, holding the dish with one hand and trembling as he placed it on the table.

The customer at the table was a six-eyed ghost with no mouth on its face. Instead, a huge fanged mouth was torn open on its chest.

Looking at the soup in the pot, the six-eyed ghost fell silent for a moment before lifting the porcelain pot and pouring all the soup and meat into its huge mouth.

The chilling sound of chewing echoed, making Jason's legs tremble.

Soon. After finishing everything, the six-eyed ghost looked up at Jason and asked calmly, "What did you add to this soup?"

Seeing that the six-eyed ghost didn't show any signs of dissatisfaction or agitation, Jason's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Customer, it's cooking wine. I added cooking wine!"

"Was it the chef's idea or yours?" "It was mine! I asked to add it!" Jason hastily claimed the credit, afraid that someone else would take it.

"Is that so." "Because of your cooking wine, you've ruined my whole pot of soup!" The six eyes of the ghost, as venomous as snake eyes, turned crimson.

Terror-inducing ghostly aura surged out of its abyssal mouth.

The table shook violently, cracking and splintering, with fragments scattering everywhere.

Jason stood there, stunned.

"A clever rat who ruins soup and my mood!" "As punishment, you'll be my slave!"

A large hand grabbed Jason, leaving him no room to resist.

He was held in the palm like an ant. Creak. Pinocchio appeared, staring at the six-eyed ghost. Jason saw his savior and frantically called for help: "Supervisor, help me! Please save me!"

"You're the supervisor?" The six crimson, terrifying eyes all turned to Pinocchio.

"Yes, I'm very sorry. A foolish employee has disturbed the distinguished customer's meal." "As compensation, this rat is yours. Next time you dine at the restaurant, you'll enjoy member discounts!"

Pinocchio's words sent Jason's heart plunging to the bottom.

He stared at Nick in the distance with bloodshot eyes and screamed hysterically, "Nick! You framed me. I'll never let you go! Even if I become a ghost, I'll come back to find you!"

"That's more like it."

Pinocchio's words satisfied the six-eyed ghost, who nodded and left the restaurant with Jason's tragic screams echoing.

The other customers trembled in fear and made way.

It was obvious that the six-eyed ghost was not a kind soul.

After Jason was taken away, the restaurant returned to silence. Pinocchio glanced at Nick and Ada, then muttered to himself as he left, "One less staff member. What a headache."