Although Teacher Ma had experience, he could barely survive by relying on his snake-like movements.
He was in a truly miserable state. Almost everyone who had arrived with him had died.
Only he had barely survived.
Later, he encountered the owner and was recruited into the hot pot restaurant. He had originally planned to refuse, but the owner threatened to eat him, leaving him no choice but to agree.
If that had been all, it would not have been a big deal. The most terrifying thing was that the hot pot restaurant was an extremely cruel place.
The ingredients there all depended on the waiters to provide. Every so often, the owner would kill one of them.
Anyone who had no value would be eliminated by the owner immediately. As a result, the waiters lived in constant fear. They desperately tried to please the owner, terrified that he would kill them.
But the owner was extremely ruthless. Whenever he ran out of ingredients, he would search among the waiters. If there were no waiters, he would go outside to look. He stopped at nothing.
Under such desperate circumstances, Teacher Ma struggled to survive, watching the waiters around him get killed one after another by the owner. Soon, it had been his turn. If not for us, his fate would probably have been extremely tragic as well.
"Such things are normal in the Spirit Realm," I said.
"So no matter what, we have to return," Teacher Ma said as he looked at me.
"That's right." I nodded and looked at him. "Our most urgent task now is to think of every possible way to return to our original world. But first, we have to leave the Capital City."
"Leaving the Capital City won't be easy. There are zombies everywhere here, including