The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 868 - 580: A God as Indiscriminate as a Streetwalker

"Na: Supre Oil-Sealed Maggot (Disposable)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect 1: Restores a large amount of stamina."

"Effect 2: Repairs minor defects."

"Effect 3: Provides immunity to negative effects in non-orderly environnts for ten minutes."

"Note: These maggots are cultivated from the at of Divine Demons, fragrant and soft, juicy with every bite, delicious enough to inhale in a storm with stomping feet."

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Immunity to negative effects in non-orderly environnts? Sounds like it could be useful at the Garbage Processing Plant."

Liu Zheng was about to close the food box when a large maggot suddenly wriggled its head and tail and jumped out from the boiling oil, heading straight for his face.

"Oh my, it’s not dead yet. White Feather Chicken, what’s wrong with you?"

He cursed in his mind.

The dish is oil-sealed maggot, not maggot sashimi.

Despite his complaints, Liu Zheng was quick with his hands and pulled the large maggot back.

Right now, he was in a state enhanced by the Legendary Armor, making his control of force precise.

He pulled the maggot right into the enal pot, only splattering a little oil.

Then he imdiately picked up the lid and sealed the enal pot tightly.

"Bang!"

The enal pot shook once and then settled down.

"I wasn’t afraid of you alive, and now you want to make trouble as a maggot after death?"

Liu Zheng sneered.

He placed the enal pot into the Legendary Takeout Box, and unexpectedly, the green light ca on.

"True, when you’re eating oil-sealed maggot, who cares if it’s alive or not?"

Liu Zheng felt ashad of his shallowness.

"Hmm? Aren’t maggots also bugs?"

He suddenly thought.

Should he take this dish to trade with the box spider for spirit silk, or keep it for when he needs to go to the Garbage Processing Plant?

After so thought, he decided to take it to the box spider.

After all, once the Phoenix Cloak is sewn again, it will undoubtedly be a perfect quality item, and might even have a linkage effect with the French Plane Tree.

The ti to go to the Garbage Processing Plant was still undecided; at worst, they could just order takeout with this oil-sealed maggot when they need it.

Given the amount of at collected by White Feather Chicken last ti, making dozens of servings shouldn’t be an issue.

"Colonel, send a vehicle with special resistance against the Witch."

Liu Zheng dialed the driver’s number and said.

"Are you sure you’re driving on the road and not driving?"

The driver confird.

"A car in the literal sense. This trip is to deliver takeout to Witch Volva in Ethereal Alley."

"Never heard of it. I don’t have a vehicle with special resistance against witches, but I have ones with resistance against black magic and white magic, which one do you want?"

The driver asked.

"The one against black magic then."

He thought and said.

With the atmosphere of the Old City District, those residing there were probably not the kind of good people who use white magic.

"Alright."

Upon exiting the takeout tunnel, a small carriage was already parked at the entrance.

The vehicle was very small, barely enough to fit a refrigerator, and had no roof.

The horse was also small, only slightly bigger than a fully grown Alaskan dog, with gray-yellow mixed fur, and ears much longer than a regular horse, making it look more like a donkey.

"Get in."

The driver sat in the coachman’s seat and nodded his chin at him.

"Isn’t using such a big whip on such a small horse a bit unnecessary?"

Liu Zheng got into the carriage, glanced at the driver’s arm, which was thicker than a nine-section whip, and teased.

"Is that so? Then maybe you can try using your tentacles."

The driver said.

"But how about I count it as damage to restaurant property later?"

He warned cautiously.

"If you can damage it, I’ll give you this."

The driver pointed to the Wind Discipline Button on his chest.

Liu Zheng took a closer look, and it turned out to be a mini model of a cannon.

Looking closer again, it seed like an old-style train engine with a cannon attached to it.

"Na: Mini Gustav Train Cannon (Disposable)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: Fires a massively powerful cannon shot. The shorter the player’s retreat distance due to recoil, the stronger the cannon shot. If the player doesn’t move at all, the shot becos penetrating damage with a magic-breaking effect."

"Note: As long as the range is long enough, there is no need to transport it to the front line! So how do you aim, Dr. Krupp?"

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Oh my, good stuff!"

Penetration plus magic-breaking, an adolescent version of real damage.

If it was fired, wouldn’t Niu Ma be covered in bruises?

"Deal."

Liu Zheng swung his tentacle, forcefully striking the horse’s rump.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, but the horse remained motionless.

"Pfft~"

Perhaps feeling a bit impolite, it promptly responded with a fart.

"Yuck!"

Liu Zheng almost passed out from the stench.

"Did this horse grow up eating folded ears root and drinking bean juice?"

He waved away the foul air before responding speechlessly.

"It eats steel, drinks oil, and bathes with Black Magic."

The driver replied.

"Even with a bath, it still looks this shabby, its fur all matted."

Liu Zheng complained.

"Exactly, it’s because it hasn’t bathed with Black Magic that it’s this shabby."

The driver said.

"Neigh~"

The horse turned its head and nodded earnestly.

"You’re just taking this opportunity to give the car a tune-up, huh?"

"It’s a horse. And honestly, thanks to you being generous, otherwise who knows when they’d get a chance to go out."

The driver patted him on the shoulder, and the horse nudged his tentacle with its head.

"Seeing as you’re sincere, Colonel, I won’t hold your badmouthing against you."

Liu Zheng patted the horse’s head. Indeed, it was rock hard.

"Let’s go!"

He said spiritedly.

"Sit tight."

The driver swung the whip forcefully, but didn’t hit the horse, only the air.

Yet the horse obediently sprinted in the direction indicated by the whip.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the clinic.

The Sphinx was lying on the ground, tossing a ball of yarn into the air with its tail, catching it again when it fell, and tossing it back up, repeating the cycle.

A few dried fish were tossed in, and Liu Zheng walked into the clinic.

"Where’s Niu Daji? Why didn’t he co back with you?"

Doctor Nile asked.

The cleaner, Xiao i, only handled odd jobs inside the clinic; for errands, he truly relied on Niu Daji.

"There was a bit of an incident on the road."

Liu Zheng recounted the encounter with the Erakos Sand Worm and took out the round ball.

"This is the nerve node of the Erakos Sand Worm; it should contain quite a bit of ’spice.’ See if it’s of any use."

"It’s definitely useful, but I’ve never used this type of ingredient, so developing a new drug will take a long ti. And once this ball is opened, its value becos fixed and might depreciate, so I suggest selling it whole."

Doctor Nile’s advice was similar to that of the driver.

"Do you have any suitable buyers?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You’ve already dealt with it, haven’t you?"

Doctor Nile countered.

"You an the dical Bee?"

"Exactly."

Doctor Nile nodded.

"It still hasn’t returned my dicine pot; feels kind of unreliable."

He complained.

"It might take small gains advantage, but overall it doesn’t pose a problem. It’s a veteran in addictive substance dealings and quite adept at navigating gray areas. Selling the ’spice’ to it is much safer than to others."

Doctor Nile assured.

"Alright. What’s the suitable base price?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

"Hold on, I’ll ask soone."

Doctor Nile walked into the back room with his phone, and after a while, ca back out.

"According to market price, you can set the base price of the nerve node to five million. But considering future dealings with the dical Bee, lower the base price to three million. Once the deal is made, explain the truth to it; whether to open or sell is its business."

"Alright, I’ll take the doctor’s advice."

He nodded.

For the sake of Doctor Nile, foregoing two million isn’t a big deal.

"Mm."

Doctor Nile was pleased with Liu Zheng’s attitude.

"By the way, the Poison Manure is ready; do you want it now or later?"

He asked.

"I’ll take it now."

Liu Zheng replied.

Such things are best secured early.