The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 707 - 499 Niu Ma: "No way, you’re really giving it?"

"The ’aty bones’ it saved up have to be handed over, or else how do you think the black market shelters it?"

Niu Ma rolled his eyes.

"Back then, the boss didn’t just wipe out half a restaurant, he also did quite a few big things after getting out."

After speaking, he gave Liu Zheng a sideways glance.

"Of course, compared to you kid, there’s no comparison."

If Oynk was as troubleso as Liu Zheng, he probably wouldn’t have lived to the day the black market found him.

"Low-key, low-key, boss. Your praise is making blush."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles.

"I wasn’t complinting you, damn it!"

Niu Ma glared at him.

"Hurry up and give the ’aty bones’, or you’ll be delivering all the takeaways by yourself from now on."

"You really want it?"

"Duh, why do you think I’m wasting ti with you here if I didn’t?"

Niu Ma said irritably.

"Alright, then take it."

Liu Zheng took the ’aty bones’ from the Legendary Takeout Box and handed them to Niu Ma’s mouth.

"Huh, you actually gave it to ?"

Niu Ma sniffed suspiciously.

"You’re my boss, aren’t you? It’s just a ’aty bone’. If you really want it, I’ll give it to you."

He shrugged.

Their relationship wasn’t unbreakable, but certainly not fragile over a ’aty bone’.

Just like how Niu Ma would give him a morial dal without a second thought in a life-or-death situation, but wouldn’t lend it to him to pick up girls even if hell froze over.

"I’ve already used up my share with the boss, so don’t think about asking to get ’at’ for you."

Niu Ma warned cautiously.

"I know, I never counted on you anyway."

Liu Zheng nodded.

He’d already spent a thousand portions of ’at’, and that was just to buy a ticket to go abroad.

"What do you an? Am I not worthy of your expectation?"

Niu Ma didn’t like hearing that.

"You are, you are. So, where’s my ’at’?"

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"I’ll let you off this ti, but don’t do it again."

Niu Ma devoured the ’aty bones’ with lightning speed, then looked away.

"Heh."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"You’re really out of it, kid. Isn’t ’at’ not far away, but right in front of you?"

Niu Ma said.

"Where? You?"

"Of course not . I knew you wanted to take my spot, kid."

Niu Ma said angrily.

"Stop fooling around, boss. Just tell ."

Liu Zheng was tired from running around all day and didn’t have the energy to play along with him anymore.

"Hmph. Whoever gave you the ’aty bones’, just go to them. If there are ’aty bones’, ordinary ’at’ is sure to be abundant."

Niu Ma said.

"Makes sense. Alright, I’ll ask when the ti cos."

Just as they were talking, there was a knock on the door of the break room.

"You get the door."

Niu Ma ordered.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng opened the door to find the White Feather Chicken standing outside with a stern face.

"Hmm? Are you eating ’aty bones’?"

Its sharp gaze pierced straight through to Niu Ma.

"Wow, you could sll that? Your nose is sharper than a dog’s."

Niu Ma said cheerfully.

"Did that human bring it again?"

The White Feather Chicken asked.

"It was brought under my excellent leadership, of course."

Niu Ma corrected it.

"I don’t know where you get such luck. I’m going to tell the boss that new employees in the kitchen should have priority selection in the future."

The White Feather Chicken said enviously.

"Priority selection isn’t just decided by you. It depends on departntal performance, alright? In terms of performance lately, even combined, your kitchen and the custor service departnt can’t compete with our takeaway departnt."

Niu Ma said confidently.

"What do his performances have to do with delivering takeaways?"

"How do they not? If he didn’t go out to deliver takeaways, would he have had the chance to stir things up? Without stirring things up, would he have achieved so much?"

Niu Ma argued forcefully.

"I’m not bothered arguing with you. Human, have you been selling at outside?"

The White Feather Chicken looked at Liu Zheng again.

"You can even tell that?"

This ti it was Liu Zheng’s turn to be surprised.

"As an excellent chef, nothing escapes my eyes."

The White Feather Chicken said proudly.

"Well, I was short on cash while buying things, so I had no choice but to sell at."

"Your at belongs to the restaurant’s property, even if you sell it, it can only be sold to . Just this once, don’t do it again."

The White Feather Chicken said sternly.

"Got it."

He replied ambiguously.

"What did you buy?"

White Feather Chicken asked again.

"I bought an egg."

Liu Zheng took out the Dragon Egg.

"Dragon Egg!"

Niu Ma swallowed the "at bone" in one gulp, drooled, and charged over.

"Human, sell the Dragon Egg!"

White Feather Chicken shouted loudly as well.

"Stop!"

Liu Zheng shouted, but to no effect.

"This is sothing the boss wants."

He shouted again imdiately.

This ti it worked like a charm; Niu Ma and White Feather Chicken stopped imdiately.

"Kid, are you lying?"

Niu Ma asked suspiciously.

"Boss, use your brain; would I dare make up a story about the boss in the restaurant?"

Liu Zheng responded speechlessly.

"That’s true. Who are you calling brainless, kid?"

Niu Ma kicked him in the butt.

"So, you would dare outside the restaurant?"

White Feather Chicken said sinisterly.

"Don’t say outside the restaurant, even outside the tropolis I wouldn’t dare. My loyalty to the boss is as clear as day. My respect for the boss shines like a blood moon. My heart is as clear as a mirror; all my words and deeds are for loyalty."

Liu Zheng suddenly stood at attention, placing his right hand over his heart, and said passionately.

"Kid, it’s a pity you don’t work at City Hall."

He suddenly shocked them both with that act, and after a long pause, Niu Ma said.

"The Custor Service Departnt should really co to the Takeout Departnt to learn how to brownnose from you."

White Feather Chicken said as well.

"Thank you, thank you for the complint."

Liu Zheng bowed slightly to the two non-humans.

"We weren’t complinting you."

White Feather Chicken said expressionlessly.

"Does the head chef an it’s wrong for to express loyalty to the boss?"

He said.

"I didn’t say that, don’t put words in my mouth, kid."

White Feather Chicken’s feathers puffed up suddenly.

"Then I misunderstood, sorry."

Liu Zheng said, though he didn’t feel sorry at all inside.

Trying to trick him? When it cos to stirring trouble and playing with words, how could a cook compare to a forr journalist like him?

"If you’re not giving us any to eat, then put it away; don’t tempt us here."

Niu Ma interrupted their verbal sparring.

"Oh, okay."

Liu Zheng complied swiftly.

"Napoleon, what are you here for again?"

Niu Ma asked.

"Delivering sothing for this human."

White Feather Chicken took off the chef’s hat and pulled out a cosplay outfit from inside.

"Thank you, head chef."

Liu Zheng accepted it with a beaming smile.

"Don’t be too happy too soon, when are you going to do what you promised ?"

White Feather Chicken questioned.

"I can do it now."

He calculated and said.

With a laser pen, Three-Inch Mirror, and cosplay outfit, his resources this ti were even more luxurious than when he left the country last ti. Dealing with a forr Special Action Team mber shouldn’t be a problem.

"Good, then I’ll order right away."

White Feather Chicken said decisively.

"Wait, let get Ottawa over here first, so it can set up the cosplay outfit according to your appearance."

After saying that, Liu Zheng called the Big White Goose.

"Big brother, the cosplay outfit is here, and Chef Napoleon is too, could you squeeze in so ti to co over?"

He said respectfully.

"Sure."

The Big White Goose didn’t say much, appearing at the lounge door shortly after.

"Long ti no see, Ottawa."

White Feather Chicken greeted first, though the tone wasn’t warm.

"Long ti no see, Chef Napoleon."

The Big White Goose returned the greeting.

"Isn’t this considered a eting of three departnt heads?"

Liu Zheng joked and said.

"Kid, you’re talking nonsense again; the British Minister is the head of the Custor Service Departnt."

The Big White Goose chided.

"A forr head is still a head. The British Minister represents the present of the Custor Service Departnt, and you represent its past. Without the past, where does the future co from?"

He said with a cheeky grin.

"It’s a pity you don’t work at City Hall, kid. The Custor Service Departnt guys should really co here to learn how to brownnose from you."

The Big White Goose praised.

"That’s our line!"

Niu Ma and White Feather Chicken said in unison.