Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 196 - 196 6 24 Hours Part 2

196: Chapter 6: 24 Hours Part 2 196: Chapter 6: 24 Hours Part 2 “Ah Ce, do you know that person?”

I know her, but not in this guise.

In his memory, the purple-haired woman was quite…

reckless and wild.

Such a person would seem out of place in a family restaurant, and unimaginable as a waitress.

In fact, people who know Dust Explosion wouldn’t think like this, just as he would never imagine Shiyu Ling speaking like a lady, saying “Look, look…”

Gongsun Ce carefully chose his words and cautiously said, “I just met her, she said her name was Bismarck Abdullah Hassassin.”

“A foreign name.”

“Although I’m not certain of her origins,” Gongsun Ce said with a meaningful look, “but I think she has had it rough.

After all, you see, it’s not usual for a waitress to greet customers with a ‘gah’.”

Qin Qianbai pointed at the young man with gray hair with her fork.

“Ah Ce had the same expression as Kardesia.”

Impossible.

It must be your imagination.

Mr.

Gongsun wouldn’t smile like a villain.

Gongsun Ce smirked and pressed the call bell on the table: “Waitress, can you take the menu?”

Without a word, the purple-haired waitress walked to the other end of the restaurant.

Halfway there, the manager reminded her: “Little Yun, check table 4’s order!”

The young man with gray hair imagined a bright red anger symbol above her head, which made him especially happy.

Little Yun reluctantly walked over, slamming the menu onto the table with a “bang.”

“…”

The lady picked up the menu, her tone flat, “What terrible service.”

“…”

Without a word, Gongsun Ce nearly burst out laughing.

“Yesterday, the attitude was normal.

Why such a big difference today?”

“……”

Little Yun was doing her best to pass herself off as someone with a hearing impairment.

“I think Bismarck is a novice waitress, let’s not be too hard on her!” Gongsun Ce said earnestly, and immediately followed up, “Any recommendations, Miss Bismarck?”

“………

I recommend, the new dish of this quarter.”

Miss Bismarck’s words were extremely slow, like an engine abandoned for over 50 years slowly churning.

“Ash Lantern Salad.”

The dish name sounds quite festive, like an appetizer that would be served at the Underworld’s New Year celebrations.

Gongsun Ce feigned seriousness and commented, “I can’t find it on the menu, did you remember wrong?”

Two anger symbols appeared above the purple-haired waitress’s head.

He strangely understood Kardesia’s feelings.

Was this the feeling of playing a prank?

How exhilarating!

“…The recommended new dish is, an asparagus durian pie.”

Qin Qianbai, holding the menu, said: “Sounds interesting.

Is it savory or sweet?”

“……”

The purple-haired waitress breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling dramatically, and the lady’s eyes followed the motion.

Gongsun Ce was worried that she might faint from anger, but it turned out that Little Yun had better mental endurance than he expected.

She clenched her skirt tightly and said, “I don’t know.”

“…”

This time the lady was also at a loss for words, and the two stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

This service really is terrible.

It’s a small miracle that the boss hasn’t fired you yet.

How on earth did you pass the interview?

The young man with gray hair shook his head and said, “It seems this Miss Bismarck Abdullah Hassassin is a new waitress, let’s not trouble her too much.

Could you please pour us two glasses of water, and call another waiter to take our order?”

The purple-haired waitress turned away silently, grabbed two empty glasses, and slammed them down in front of them.

The young man with gray hair secretly cheered her on in her sorrowful state.

Don’t give up, Miss Bismarck Abdullah Hassassin!

No one will trouble you, just pour the water and you can leave this awkward table behind!

Keep going, keep going!

Bismarck picked up the water pitcher…

finally, she stood before the finish line, victory in sight!

Just as he thought this, the waitress next to the dining table slammed the water pitcher down on the table.

The purple-haired woman braced her hands on the table, glaring at the customers like a large carnivore ready to pounce.

Only then did Gongsun Ce notice, Dust Explosion had a black ring-like object around her neck.

The ring was well-hidden by the collar, unnoticeable even face-to-face, only from a slightly elevated angle like now could its outline be detected.

“This is your courtesy, Mister Demon?

You really are classy!”

But the result was still rage overwhelming her, completely exposing her identity.

Despite his respect, he specifically complied with her speech.

Oddly enough, what had happened for Dust Explosion to hide her identity and work as a waitress in such a civilian restaurant?

Gongsun Ce spread his hands innocently: “Heavens, miss, what rude thing did I do?”

The lady shook her head and said, “Look, look, such a baffling expression.

Ah Ce was just placing an order, but it’s you who have been continuously showing malice.”

From the trembling of the mask, it seemed Dust Explosion was about to crack her teeth.

“You two…

you dare…!”

Gongsun Ce opened his mouth in utter astonishment: “What do I dare?

Do I dare to order in a restaurant?”

The lady played along, saying, “Ah Ce, you must understand.

Perhaps in Miss Bismarck’s country, customers are supposed to kneel on the ground and lift the menu above their heads to order.”