Bullhorse acted like he saw nothing and casually laid back down in the haystack.

Liu Zheng looked at Ghost Hand and felt equally helpless.

Unable to speak, Ghost Hand didn't even have facial expressions—how were they supposed to communicate?

But soon enough, Ghost Hand began to move.

It raised one finger and pointed toward the paper bag beside Liu Zheng.

Inside the paper bag was the Unlucky Coffee.

He understood what Ghost Hand meant, then shook his head.

He had already promised this cup to the Novelist.

In this world, credibility seemed quite important.

However, besides coffee, he had something else.

Liu Zheng pulled a strawberry pudding from his pocket and handed it to Ghost Hand.

This was originally something he'd saved for himself, but now he had to reluctantly give it up.

Looking at the bright, juicy strawberry on the pudding, Liu Zheng swallowed hard.

Sugar is a fundamental human need—research shows sugar's addictive properties are even higher than tobacco and alcohol, making it essentially a "legal addictive substance."

Some psychologists even prescribe candy and chocolate to patients because consuming enough sugar can effectively reduce depression and despondency.

Liu Zheng felt like he was pretty depressed right now.

As if noticing his expression, Ghost Hand's fingertip suddenly extended a sharp nail.

Bullhorse, who had his eyes closed, shuddered all over, and Liu Zheng also got a fright.

But Ghost Hand wasn't attacking him—it was slicing the pudding cup.

The entire pudding was perfectly divided into two halves.

Ghost Hand's palm grew a mouth again, swallowing half the pudding along with the cup, then casually crawled away.

Liu Zheng picked up the pudding and poured it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour strawberry combined with the smooth tenderness of the pudding made him smile slightly.

"Are you actually some kind of succubus, kid?"

Bullhorse couldn't help but complain.

"Proper human my ass—I've never seen any human who gets along this well everywhere."

Bullhorse said.

"That's because you haven't met one. The legendary deliveryman Li got along pretty well everywhere."

"You even know his name?"

Bullhorse's eyes widened.

"Delago told me."

"What else did that tree tell you?"

Bullhorse asked curiously.

"The rest is paid content."

Liu Zheng extended his tentacles.

"Heitui."

Bullhorse spat a thick glob of phlegm, which Liu Zheng dodged.

"I wouldn't listen even if you told me. But I advise you to ask less about it too—Li's situation is a bit unclear."

It warned.

"Got it."

Liu Zheng nodded in agreement.

If he told Bullhorse that he not only knew Li was dead but had personally buried his remains, would it jump up in shock?

But Liu Zheng really didn't plan to investigate further.

Any situation that could kill even a legendary deliveryman would turn him into grilled squid if he barged in recklessly.

Liu Zheng picked up the delivery order and looked at its contents.

"Meal: Large portion of Finger-Lickin' Original Flavor Chicken Chicken"

"Address: Green Osmanthus Garden, Crazy City, Building 4, Room 606"

"Time limit: Three hours"

Seeing the three-hour time limit, he nodded with satisfaction.

The Novelist was reliable, plus she was good-looking and wealthy.

If Liu Zheng didn't strongly suspect this woman had ulterior motives, he might have gone along with it.

Wait...

Was she trying to eat him to inherit his talents?

Remembering the example of the Calico Cat eating its owner, Liu Zheng felt this was very likely the truth.

"Good thing I'm strong-willed."

He thought with lingering fear as he walked out of the break room.

Looking at the delivery cart—good, Ghost Hand wasn't waiting for him.

Liu Zheng knew the matter of the remains definitely had follow-up, but he hoped it would come as late as possible.

As long as he could delay until returning to reality, all conspiracies and schemes would have nothing to do with him.

But soon, Liu Zheng's eyes turned sharp again.

Because on the delivery cart was not only the food container but also a pure gold card.

"Name: Chaos Club Membership Card"

"Type: Miscellaneous Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: None"

"Remarks: Courage, wisdom, health, happiness—everything you want is available here."

"Can be taken out of dungeon: No"

"Fake."

A cold, weary voice suddenly spoke by his ear.

Liu Zheng shuddered in alarm.

At that moment, pale white flames suddenly burst from the gold card.

A soul-burning sting made him instinctively release his grip, and the gold card fell to the floor with a clear clinking sound.

Liu Zheng didn't immediately pick up the card but instead looked at his tentacle.

There was now a golden human skull mark on it.

He stared at the mark for two seconds, then drew the Boning Knife.

With a swift raise and drop of the knife, the marked tentacle was severed cleanly at the base.

Seemed his ingredient level was quite high.

Liu Zheng stared at the severed tentacle as the mark gradually faded.

He had an ominous premonition and looked at the newly grown tentacle.

Sure enough, the mark gradually appeared again, in exactly the same position.

"Fine then."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

If it couldn't be removed, then so be it—he had too many troubles already, one more wouldn't make a difference.

Liu Zheng picked up the gold card and tucked it into his pocket.

Even a membership card was Perfect quality—as expected of the Chaos Club that even the Municipal Government couldn't handle.

Who knew what kind of dragon's den and tiger's lair it was inside.

Of course, curiosity aside, he definitely wouldn't go.

With his current strength, forget dragon dens and tiger lairs—even a toilet could drown him.

Liu Zheng opened the food container to check the meal inside.

He could have just put it directly in the delivery box, but the meal's name made him curious.

"Damn! I actually guessed right."

When Liu Zheng saw what was in the container, he couldn't help but curse aloud.

Dozens of different sized, various varieties of Armstrong Cyclonic Jet Armstrong Cannons were piled together.

Though covered in a crispy outer layer, the excessively explosive appearance made him recognize them at a glance.

Oh right, it was Mermaid Lantern Fried Rice.

She seemed to have a special fondness for this type of food.

Is this woman's kidneys that weak?

Liu Zheng speechlessly packed up the delivery and walked toward the passageway.

Exiting the restaurant, he quickly jogged to the plane tree.

"Did you get the Era Acorns?"

The plane tree waved excitedly.

"No."

"Then what are you here for? Get lost, get lost."

The plane tree raised its middle finger.

"You grew arms just to do this?"

Liu Zheng said with a deadpan expression.

After drinking the Wood Elf Milk, the plane tree not only repaired the aging caused by Tindalos's urine but also grew two arms.

Its face had become more refined too, looking even more human-like now.

"These are my hands—I'll do what I want with them."

The plane tree snorted.

"Fine then. This is my mouth—if I have good news, I can choose not to share it."

Liu Zheng made as if to leave.

"What good news? Tell me, tell me!"

The plane tree said excitedly.

"Put that middle finger down first."

"Tch."

The plane tree retracted its hand back into the trunk.

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It urged.

"The head chef is willing to give me acorns, but I need to trade a Megamouth Whale for them."

"What the hell is a Megamouth Whale?"

The plane tree asked.

"This thing."

Liu Zheng showed it a photo.

"Haven't seen it."

The plane tree shook its head.

Hearing this, his heart sank halfway.

But since he was already here, he definitely still needed to go down there.

"I plan to try fishing for it in the sewer—can you protect me?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don't mind. But didn't Bullhorse tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"The sewer is alive."

The plane tree said.