The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 678 - 485: Could the Fool Be a Peacock’s Stooge?

After finishing the phone call with the Tentacle Monster, Liu Zheng started playing Sudoku to pass the ti.

"Ding ding ding!"

Suddenly, a knocking sound ca from the pantry.

"What’s that noise?"

He tilted his head in confusion.

"What’s that noise? It’s the sound of alti! Did you play Sudoku so much that you ssed up your brain?"

Niu Ma teased him.

"Well, I can’t help it. It’s been so long since I’ve eaten an employee al, I forgot all about it."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"No worries, I helped you eat it, not a bit wasted."

Niu Ma consoled him.

"Well, I really have to thank you then, big shot."

He puckered his lips and said.

"You’re welco. If you’re really grateful, just casually give a hundred or two hundred thousand."

Niu Ma said seriously.

"Then I’ll feign gratitude."

Liu Zheng opened his cupboard and took out this ti’s employee al from inside.

Glancing at the item description, he directly handed the employee al to Niu Ma.

"Well, this ti I’ll ask the big shot to handle it for too."

"Why? Eating delicious food outside, can’t even look at an employee al anymore?"

Niu Ma said sarcastically.

"That’s not it. I’m going to visit soone’s house later. If I don’t eat anything, it’d be too impolite."

Liu Zheng said.

"Your appetite is almost catching up to mine, and you’re afraid you’ll get full just eating an employee al?"

Niu Ma said while opening the lunchbox.

"Oh, it’s this stuff. No wonder you don’t dare to eat it."

After seeing the contents of the plate, Niu Ma realized.

"Na: Super Compressed Biscuit (single-use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect One: Restore a moderate amount of stamina."

"Effect Two: Player’s fullness level increases to maximum, lasts for three hours."

"Note: Look at this biscuit. It’s big and long, just like the promise your boss gives you: sweet and fragrant."

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"You keep it; even dogs don’t eat this stuff."

He threw it back to Liu Zheng.

How can he drink and eat snacks after consuming this?

"Alright."

Liu Zheng shrugged and stored the Super Compressed Biscuit into the system space.

It’s an item after all. Placing it in the system space won’t spoil it; it might co in handy soday.

As if complenting the Super Compressed Biscuit, today’s beverage was just a cup of plain water, even served in a paper cup.

"Boss, what level is this employee al at?"

He shook the paper cup in his hand and said.

"It’s alright; it could get worse than this."

Niu Ma replied indifferently.

"Goodness, what’s worse than this, swill?"

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue and said.

"Hehe, you wouldn’t want to know. If that day really cos, I’ll ensure you eat my share too."

Niu Ma looked at him with a sympathetic gaze.

"...No need for that."

After playing Sudoku for a while, the Fool finally called.

"Are you ready, Mr. Deliveryman?"

The Fool asked.

"No problem."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Alright, then I’ll place the order."

The Fool hung up.

A few minutes later, the Ghost Hand crawled in from outside.

It placed the delivery order down, tapping Liu Zheng’s foot.

Liu Zheng, understandingly, took out a few dried fish to feed it.

"Eek?"

He had a sudden idea and brought out the Super Compressed Biscuit, attempting to offer it to the Ghost Hand’s mouth.

Ghost Hand sniffed it twice, then slapped both the biscuit and tentacle aside.

"Hahaha! See? I said even dogs wouldn’t eat this stuff."

Niu Ma laughed loudly.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The next second, two handprints were left on its face.

"Hahaha!"

This ti, it was Liu Zheng’s turn to laugh heartily.

Of course, he smartly covered his face with a tentacle.

However, the Ghost Hand didn’t slap him, but rather gave him the middle finger before turning to leave.

"You had a real good laugh just now, huh?"

Niu Ma walked over with a gloomy face.

"I wasn’t; I didn’t; don’t make stuff up."

Liu Zheng denied three tis.

"Hehe..."

Niu Ma suddenly kicked him unexpectedly, sticking him onto the wall, slowly sliding down.

"Hiss, it was just a joke, why did you kick so hard, big shot?"

He struggled to get up, rubbing his chest as he spoke.

"Hmph, because you deserved a kick. Let’s see if you dare to mock next ti."

Niu Ma said proudly.

"Tch~"

Liu Zheng made a ntal middle finger, then picked up the delivery order to look at it.

"Dish: Fishman Mixed Stew"

"Address: No. 188 Emperor’s Garden"

"Orderer: Fool"

"Ti limit: One hour"

"Emperor’s Garden?"

Seeing the delivery address, his pupils shrank slightly.

"What’s up? Got your soul kicked out by ?"

Niu Ma noticed his unease and asked out loud.

"Boss, look."

Liu Zheng shook his head, showing the delivery order to him.

"Damn!"

Seeing the address, Niu Ma also frowned.

Last ti delivering to the Peacock was among the top three perilous experiences in history; if it wasn’t for his trump card restraining the Peacock effectively, he might have been stuck there.

He’s been a departnt head long enough for his confidence to swell a bit. If given another chance, he’d definitely make Liu Zheng deliver it himself.

"Your friend isn’t secretly working for the Peacock, is he?"

Niu Ma asked suspiciously.

"Probably not, right?"

Liu Zheng said, also unsure.

The Writer Association and Bloody Restaurant are on par in rank, and the Fool was just a procedure away from being Vice President, so even if he isn’t as esteed as the Peacock, he wouldn’t be under its command.

However, equal exchange in interests is still possible.

"City Hall has guaranteed the Peacock won’t give trouble anymore."