"Another job has come up."
Niu Ma looked toward the door.
The activity board was pushed open again, and that emaciated hand slowly extended in.
"I'm very curious, is it really just a hand?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Don't know, why don't you pull it in and see?"
Niu Ma encouraged.
"I'll wait until my brain also turns non-human."
"Tsch."
Niu Ma hissed and ignored him.
Liu Zheng walked over and picked up the new delivery order.
"Menu Item: Fishman Family Bucket"
"Address: Green Garden Mad City Building 4 Room 606"
"Time Limit: One hour"
He looked at the map, and with his current speed, it would take roughly half an hour.
The order seemed simple, just like the first one.
"By the way, boss, how do I know when I can physically deliver?"
With his current strength, he should not have to be as cautious as he was at the start.
"No way to tell, even I'm not completely sure."
Niu Ma shook his head.
"If you can talk, talk, if not, just do the damn thing. Don't expect to survive until retirement in the Bloody Restaurant."
It spoke languidly.
"Fine."
Liu Zheng shrugged.
After checking the order, he headed straight for Dai Legao.
From a distance, he could hear the chainsaw-like singing of the French Plane Tree.
"Aux armes, citoyens!"
"Formez vos bataillons!"
"Marchons, marchons!"
A tree singing "La Marseillaise," solo no less, quite a romantic temperament there.
Liu Zheng chuckled to himself, but his footsteps subconsciously followed the rhythm.
The heavy hooves trampled on the asphalt, like war drums echoing through the streets.
The French Plane Tree seemed to notice as well, its singing growing more powerful.
"Qu'un sang impur!"
"Abreuve nos sillons!"
As he approached Black Soil, Dai Legao was also waving all of its branches, bringing a perfect end to the performance.
"Great accompaniment, my roots are spinning, love comes from Fran... HOLY SHIT!"
The French Plane Tree turned and looked at Liu Zheng, every feature twisted in shock.
"That last bit wasn't French, was it?"
Liu Zheng said with hollow eyes.
"Of course, I cussed in English. But, how did you turn into this?"
Dai Legao exclaimed in shock.
"I ate Black Mountain Goat Cub sashimi and drank Hell Rock Cola; that's what happened."
He shrugged his tentacles.
"Haha, serves you right for stealing my cola."
Dai Legao laughed loudly.
"Hey, we're business partners after all, can't you show a little sympathy?"
Liu Zheng said dryly.
"I don't even have a heart, let alone sympathy. Did you lose your brain too?"
The French Plane Tree rolled its eyes.
"Heh. Fine then, I'll just keep that stuff for myself."
He turned to leave, feigning departure.
"Wait, did you bring Mao Tai?"
Dai Legao asked excitedly.
"Mao Tai? That level of stuff is worthy of me trading a Heaven Island Double Vacation Voucher for it?"
Liu Zheng scoffed disdainfully.
"Really?"
Dai Legao's eyes widened.
It certainly knew the value of a Heaven Island Double Vacation Voucher; a beverage worthy of being exchanged for that must be something extraordinary.
In an instant, more than a dozen legendary fine drinks crossed its mind.
"Watch closely."
Liu Zheng opened the wine box, then immediately closed it.
Even though it was just a moment, the French Plane Tree still saw the bright red Blood Wine.
"la vache! Quick, pour it into my mouth."
Dai Legao screamed.
Green saliva seeped from the edges of its mouth, dripping onto the Black Soil.
"Can you afford the exchange?"
Liu Zheng said with feigned disdain.
"Foolish human, my wealth is beyond your imagination."
Dai Legao replied scornfully.
"Don't try to fool me with worthless things, you know I only want what's practical for me."
He emphasized.
"Well..."
Dai Legao seemed a bit troubled.
Although it was wealthy, its high-level collection was not vast, and even fewer items were suitable for Liu Zheng.
Did it have to bring out that item?
Dai Legao was somewhat reluctant as it had spent a great deal to obtain it, and in terms of practical value, it was worth much more than a bottle of wine.
But it was a limited edition from Vlad III.
This level of red wine, if missed, would be a betrayal of its noble French lineage.
"Putain, changed!"
The French Plane Tree said fiercely.
Then, a root broke through the soil and came before Liu Zheng, holding a storage box.
In the storage box, there was a neatly folded yellow vest.
"Name: Legendary Delivery Man's Vest"
"Type: Item"
"Quality: Perfect"
"Effect One: Increases all attributes by 50 during delivery."
"Effect Two: Grants immunity to most sanity decreases during delivery."
"Effect Three: Deals true damage to most targets during delivery."
"Can It Be Taken Out of the Instance: No"
"Note: Negative ratings and life, you can only choose one."
Ferocious, utterly ferocious.
Liu Zheng looked at the yellow vest with even more craving than the French Plane Tree had for the wine.
The effects were luxurious to the point of being obscene, paired with absurdly high values.
This wasn't an item, it was downright a cheat.
"How about it, enough for your wine?"
Dai Legao said proudly.
"Enough. I'm curious, how did you get this?"
He asked.
To become a Legendary delivery man, one's strength certainly wouldn't be weaker than Niu Ma's.
Plus, with the vest's enhancement, beating the French Plane Tree should be no problem.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't."
Dai Legao said with an annoyed expression.
"We're bros, aren't we? What can't you tell me?"
Liu Zheng urged him.
"Who's a bro with you. It was a Valentine's Day gift from him."
Dai Legao glanced at him disdainfully, but still revealed the truth.
"Valentine's Day gift?"
Liu Zheng looked at its rugged bark, the face akin to an old man's rugged cell phone.
"That's what he thinks of it. In my eyes, it's just rubbish."
Dai Legao huffed.
"Rubbish? Rubbish where?"
His shocked gaze swept over the French Plane Tree and finally settled on its mouth.
"Oh."
It seemed Liu Zheng understood everything.
"Let's not talk about that. Come on, drink."
Without waiting for Dai Legao to react, he immediately took out the limited edition Vlad III and poured it over the roots.
"Slowly, slowly, do you know what tasting wine is?"
The French Plane Tree said affectionately, quickly extending more roots to catch the splashing liquid.
After a moment, the entire bottle of wine was emptied.
"quel pied (That feels amazing)!"
Dai Legao moaned with satisfaction, feeling as if every chloroplast in its cells was cheering.
"Pleasure doing business with you."
Liu Zheng picked up the yellow vest and walked away.
He hadn't completed his order yet and didn't have time to indulge with the French Plane Tree's wine frenzy.
After walking out about ten meters, Liu Zheng took out the vest and put it on; the vest automatically transformed to fit him.
A warm current flowed into his body, and he felt as if he was brimming with power.
Liu Zheng flung his tentacles forward, and the four tentacles whipped through the air with ferocious wind, which didn't sound any less powerful than an industrial fan.
"If I had a bucket of ice cubes this summer, who wouldn't be dizzied by the breeze?"
He smugly thought to himself.
Unfortunately, he couldn't stay this way when he returned to reality, or he'd either be dissected for study or turned into sushi.
Stopping down the whirlwind of limbs, Liu Zheng started sprinting fiercely.
The scenery along the way vanished from his view as if it was a game texture that couldn't load fast enough.
The Human Bone Cane kept prodding the ground, almost sparking fire.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he halted.
From a building ahead to the right, Liu Zheng sensed a gaze filled with malice.
The malice was so intense it stood out among all the hidden scrutinies.
He squinted his eyes and approached the three-story building.
As he got closer, the malice grew more profound.
Yet, at the same time, the gaze seemed to be retreating.
"Is this, fear?"
Liu Zheng paused for a moment, then his mouth stretched into an exaggerated arc revealing sharp teeth.
He lifted his tentacles and began to lash the front door with a fury like a tempest.
The sturdy rolling door deformed under the heavy bombardment, and it seemed like the whole building was trembling.
"Peeping at your mom, got the guts to come out and face me, huh?"
Liu Zheng shouted furiously.
Soon, the rolling door collapsed under his one-sided onslaught.
The interior of the building was pitch-black, with only a phosphorescent light flickering briefly out of sight.
"Sanity Decrease Immunity Successful."
The system prompt quickly flashed by.
"Thought you were scary, but you're just like me, all of you are spineless cowards taking advantage of the weak."
He looked around disdainfully.
No one responded; the many peeping gazes quietly disappeared.
"Ptui!"
He spat a mouthful of stinky saliva onto the ground and continued towards the delivery address.