Liu Zheng approached the dining car and began inspecting the meals.
The packaging of the meal box was quite exquisite, not only were the iris patterns more intricate, but the box was also wrapped in many ribbons.
Fortunately, the way the ribbons were tied was not complicated, otherwise he would have worried about how to restore them later.
Upon opening the lid, there was a transparent glass jar inside.
The jar was filled with eyeballs the size of thumbs, and the eyeballs were processed very cleanly, without any blood veins.
They were also very fresh, looking watery as if they were still on a lamb.
Thick mucus clung to the sides, and it was unclear whether it was added or secreted by the eyeballs.
"Name: Supreme Black Mountain Goat Cub Eyeball Sashimi"
"Type: Item"
"Quality: Fine"
"Effect: Compensates for defects, heals injuries, high probability of obtaining 'Flesh Deformation' status, very low probability of obtaining 'Blood and Flesh Rebirth' status."
"Note: The Black Mountain Goat that nurtures thousands of offspring, Its cub awaits the Gospel."
This thing...
Seems especially bad.
Reading the system's description, Liu Zheng had an ominous premonition.
But no matter what, the job still needed to be done.
He repacked the meal box and once again entered the staff passage.
The second time entering, Liu Zheng found that he had grown accustomed to the dark and silent sensation.
In fact, he felt the walls had become even softer and warmer, like the skin of a young woman.
He even started to indulge in it.
"Heh heh."
The familiar feeling of suffocation came again, and Liu Zheng involuntarily grasped his own throat with one hand, and he snapped back to his senses.
It was only then that he realized his other hand had sunk into the wall, performing some very primitive actions.
"Fuck!"
Liu Zheng withdrew his arm as if electrocuted and feverishly wiped it on his work clothes.
He never expected that he would actually molest a wall.
If anyone found out, they wouldn't hesitate to fire him on the spot and probably exile him to Indian citizenship.
But to be fair, the feel was really good.
"If I can survive and return to reality, I should buy a few Slime toys to play with."
Liu Zheng pondered.
Exiting the passage, he didn't head towards the luxury villas but ran in the opposite direction instead.
Soon, he saw the French Plane Tree again.
"I'm back."
Liu Zheng waved.
"Are you here to pee?"
Dai Legao asked excitedly.
"Uh, no."
"Then did you get some Mao Tai?"
"Uh, no."
"So what are you here for?"
Dai Legao closed its eyes in disdain.
"I've got a can of this."
Liu Zheng took out a pull-tab can from his pocket and shook it.
Hearing the sound of liquid, Dai Legao reopened its eyes.
"Oh, it's actually this."
It said, somewhat surprised.
"You've had it before?"
"I used to like drinking it until I got diabetes."
Dai Legao shrugged its branches.
"Trees get diabetes too?"
Now it was Liu Zheng's turn to be surprised.
"Don't assume that only you humans have metabolism."
Dai Legao said proudly.
"Do you still want it?"
He wasn't concerned about these biological facts that sounded utterly implausible.
"Yes!"
Dai Legao answered quickly.
"Aren't you diabetic?"
Liu Zheng looked at it skeptically.
"A little drink doesn't count as drinking..."
"If it's not labeled as sugary, then it's sugar-free..."
Dai Legao began speaking incomprehensibly, as the air on the street filled with a cheerful vibe.
"Stop, stop, don't chant anymore."
He walked in front of Black Soil, opened the can.
A strong, pungent smell rushed into his nostrils, the burning sensation quickly spreading from his nasal passages to his lungs.
Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then leaned in with his mouth.
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
Dai Legao yelled.
"Don't be so stingy, just one sip. You said it yourself, a little drink doesn't count as drinking."
He waved his hand.
He really didn't drink much, just took a sip before passing it to Dai Legao.
The French Plane Tree closed its eyes, seemingly enjoying the rock music in its mind.
Whatever it was hearing, its eyes even exuded greenish fluid.
As for Liu Zheng, perhaps he drank too little to hear anything.
"I remember the first rain under the sunset, that was my bygone youth."
Dai Legao sighed.
"Three hundred years ago?"
Liu Zheng casually said.
"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm only eighteen years old this year."
Dai Legao was fuming.
"My apologies, I was blind."
He looked at its rough and cracked bark and said sincerely.
"As long as you know. Seeing as the song wasn't bad, tell me, what do you want to trade for?"
Dai Legao said.
"Do you have..."
Liu Zheng's voice stopped abruptly.
He suddenly thought, would telling it about the Snake game also count as leaking information about the restaurant?
Although the connection was a bit of a stretch, he wasn't willing to take the risk.
Liu Zheng considered his words carefully and asked the question differently.
"I need to beat a game, is there anything that can enhance my dynamic vision and reaction speed, or something that can help me beat the game directly?"
"You're talking about the Snake game, aren't you?"
Dai Legao's answer was unexpected.
"You know?"
"I've eaten quite a few of your restaurant employees' brains, although they all taste a bit odd."
Dai Legao's tone was somewhat disdainful.
"Can you digest all memories?"
Liu Zheng asked curiously.
"Not all, I can only digest a small part. Besides, I also can't know too much about the restaurant's affairs, it's best if you don't ask either."
Dai Legao shook its canopy.
"Oh. Since you know, then pick something suitable for me."
Liu Zheng wasn't going to ask any further.
The last time he asked about the female boss, Niu Ma nearly beat him to death.
Seeing Dai Legao's demeanor, it seemed its strength might be even greater than Niu Ma's.
"You're in luck, kid, I do have a good thing for you."
Black Soil surged, and the roots threw a golden finger at Liu Zheng's feet.
"Name: Copper Finger"
"Type: Prop"
"Quality: Excellent"
"Effect: Can be used under suitable circumstances to gain one S/L (save and load) opportunity."
"Note: Life is a lousy game because it can't S/L."
"Goodbye."
Picking up the Copper Finger, Liu Zheng sprinted towards the direction of the luxurious villa complex.
Behind him, Dai Legao's rock music seemed to reach its climax.
The French Plane Trees shook their branches wildly, dozens of bone-laden roots burst from the ground and danced wildly in the air, emitting eerie howls.
Various shapes of bones collided with each other like a wild dance of demons.
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"Luxurious Villa Complex"
Four golden characters spanned across the marble archway, with an oval-shaped building rising behind it.
Two guards stood straight at the image post of the gate, another was in the guardhouse, and one more stood watch at the entrance to the underground parking lot.
"The property fees for this complex must be 10 yuan per square meter, right?"
Seeing the staffing, Liu Zheng couldn't help but be astonished.
He lifted the delivery box and walked towards the gate.
"Stop, what's your business here?"
A guard halted him.
He looked strong and muscular, with his chest muscles nearly bursting through his uniform.
His waist was bulging, who knows what kind of weapon he was carrying.
"Bloody Restaurant, delivery."
Liu Zheng puffed out his chest as well.
Though his chest wasn't as prominent and his clothes not as sharp, he was much more imposing.
"Where's your order?"
The guard extended his hand.
"Here."
He handed the delivery slips to the guard.
"Unrelated personnel are not allowed in this complex, hand over the delivery to me, and I'll take it there."
The guard said after checking the slip.
"Here it comes!"
Liu Zheng thought to himself.
As expected, the delivery wouldn't be so easy.
Although the guards probably wouldn't dare eat the delivery, nor would they likely deliver it incorrectly, there was no way to confirm who would sign for it.
"The restaurant requires that it must be handed to the person who ordered it personally, bro, can you make an exception?"
He tried to negotiate.
"Who's your brother?"
The guard gave him a scornful look.
"Either give it to me or don't deliver at all."
He said condescendingly with his hands behind his back.
"No room for negotiation?"
"Give me a piece of meat, and I'll let you in."
The guard licked his lips.
"Fine."
Liu Zheng frowned but ultimately chose to compromise.
"And us too."
Suddenly, he felt a shadow over his head.
Without knowing when, all the guards had gathered around him, each with a malicious smile.
"Heh."
Facing the encirclement, Liu Zheng just gave a devilish smile, took out his phone from his pocket, and made a call.
"Boss, have you finished delivering?"
He respectfully asked.
"On my way back, what's up?"
"I've run into some trouble here, the guards won't let me into the complex."
Liu Zheng reported.
"What's that got to do with me, figure it out yourself."
Niu Ma replied irritably.
"I've got something good, boss. You wouldn't want to miss the game's clearing reward, right?"
"Damn!"
It sounded like there was a screech of brakes on the other end of the phone.
"It's impossible for me to help you."
A moment later, Niu Ma said.
"However, if they don't speak reason, you can talk physics, got it?"
"I see..."
Liu Zheng hung up the phone and suddenly lashed out with a kick, bursting the crotch of one of the guards.
"Should've just said so."
He turned to the guards with a genial smile.