A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World Chapter 1071

Chapter 1071 Woah!“Boss, why can't I get it in?”“Add some oil.”

“Is it okay now?”

“It's still a little tight.”

“It still doesn't work.”

“You useless thing. You can't even open a lock.” Colby slapped the sweaty Skinny across his head. He went forward to peep into the keyhole himself. The black keyhole was no different from other normal keyholes. He took over the thin metal wire and poked in, but the metal wire was obstructed after a while as if the keyhole was stuffed with something.

“Who the heck is so shameless to stuff things into people's keyholes?” Colby said, feeling rather p.i.s.sed. He peeped into the keyhole again. It was still black and nothing else could be seen. He had no idea what was blocking it.

He tried to poke around with the metal wire, but there was no progress at all. Colby, who was sweating profusely now, threw the metal wire aside, and furiously said, “Fatty, smash the door in!”

“Boss, didn't you say we should keep a low profile earlier? How are we going to compensate them for the door if we damage it?” Fatty mumbled while keeping his distance.

“Are you stupid? We will escape after we steal the item. Who is going to stay and compensate? Come over this instant and smash this door in for me!” Colby scolded. He then glanced around. “Move quickly. The Gray Temple's patrol team will come here very soon.”

“Okay, okay.” Fatty swiftly came forward after hearing him. He grabbed the hammer tightly with both hands, and then smashed it against the wooden hard with all his might.

Bam!

A dull thud.

Fatty felt as if his hammer had landed on an iron wall. An intense numbness spread throughout both his arms. Then, a strong rebound force came from the hammer, and threw his huge body onto the ground.

“Aiyoh!”

Fatty couldn't help but shout. He cried in agony as he rubbed his b.u.t.t. “My b.u.t.tocks. They are being split into halves.”

“It didn't even leave a trace!” Colby glared at that wooden door. Fatty had smashed at the door with the hammer using all his might. However, this seemingly fragile door not only didn't disintegrate, but it also didn't have a single trace of being smashed!

Even though Fatty had only a 4th-tier power, a 1st-tier knight could have smashed a wooden door in easily with a punch. There was no reason that Fatty, who was using a hammer, couldn't smash open a restaurant's door, right?

“Something is not quite right… with this door.” Skinny stared at the wooden door in a shock too. He knocked on it to make sure it was indeed a wooden door. He was even more confused.

“Boss, is it possible that an expert lives here? Why don't we just go?” Fatty said, a little frightened.

“Nonsense. How could a chef be an expert? You must have eaten too much lately, and can't wield your hammer well anymore. Let me do it.” Colby picked up the hammer on the ground, spread his legs out, and struck a proper stance. He took a deep breath, and then raised his hammer high above his head. He smashed it into the door with all his might.

An indiscernible wave of light appeared over the wooden door. The light s.h.i.+eld had already blocked the hammer even before it landed on the door.

“Whoos.h.!.+”

The hammer became a flash of light and flew out in the opposite direction. It crashed into a bush about 100 meters away.

Colby's mouth was agape, and he was still maintaining his hammer-swinging pose.

“Boss, are you still okay?” Skinny asked Colby worriedly. Then, he whispered, “Boss, this restaurant has a bad juju. Why don't we just go? Let's give up on that amazing machine.”

Fatty stood up, and whispered, “Yes. Even Boss's hammer went flying.”

“N-nonsense.” Colby straightened his body and hid his numb hands behind his back. As he cleared his throat, he said, “My hands simply slipped earlier, or how else would the hammer have flown away. Those things don't exist.”

“What about us?” Skinny asked carefully.

“Of course we should f*cking continue! I don't believe a lousy door can keep the three of us out! Smash it down!” Colby took out a big sword and hacked at the door with it.

Fatty and Skinny were both inspired by him, and they, too, took to their weapons to hack at that wooden door.

10 minutes later.

“Boss… I can't do this anymore… I don't have the strength anymore…” Fatty panted heavily as he sat on the ground holding his mace, his clothes soaked with sweat.

“Me too…” Skinny sat down next to Fatty. He threw his axe aside haphazardly as he could no longer feel his hands.

“d.a.m.n it… What kind of wood is this door made of? It is tougher than iron.” Colby stared at the door in desperation. They had spent so much time and effort hacking it, yet not a mark was left on it.

The three of them sat on the stairs, with their backs to the door and sweating profusely.

“Boss, should we just quit?”

“Yup.”

“Sigh…”

The three of them sighed together. Their confidence had suffered quite a hit by failing to steal from a restaurant.

It was an unexplainable sadness.

“Creak.”

Right at this moment, the door behind them opened outward gradually. There was a slight gap, and a cold breeze blew out and made the three of them s.h.i.+ver.

“Why… did it open by itself?”

The three of them turned around and stared at the unlocked door in a daze. The door that they had tried to open for the past 30 minutes without any results simply opened up by itself?

“What do we do now, Boss?” Fatty stood up and gulped. Staring at that door, he felt an unknown fear. He felt something supernatural was hiding beyond the door.

“Boss, this whole thing has a bad juju. The door that we couldn't open with all our efforts opened by itself. It looks like a trap,” Skinny mumbled.

“Hoho. I want to see what is so eerie about this place. How dares it play with me like this!” Colby laughed coldly. He held up his sword and pulled open the door in one stroke.

It was pitch dark behind the door. There wasn't a st.i.tch of light in there; not even the moonlight could s.h.i.+ne in.

…As if the door was the mouth of a giant beast. A cold air blew over and went down their necks.

“Boss, how about we change the target.” Fatty s.h.i.+vered as he pulled on the corner of Colby's clothes.

“Follow me in if you are my brother.” Colby shook Fatty's hand away and went straight into the restaurant.

“What do we do now?” Fatty looked at Skinny helplessly.

“What else can we do? We can't just leave Boss here by himself.” Skinny clenched his teeth and leaped into the restaurant with his eyes closed.

“Wait for me, guys!” Fatty shouted and leaped into the restaurant after them. The restaurant's exterior was in utter silence, which was even scarier.

Bam!

The door behind them shut immediately after the three of them stepped in.

“Woah!”

The three of them stared at the door behind them and shouted softly.

“Drip… drip…”

Water dripping sounds began to appear.