"If you don't show your true skills with the next move, you'll die under my mushroom head."

The Crocodile Turtle said coldly.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't choose to die that way."

Liu Zheng replied seriously.

"Then brace yourself!"

After speaking, the Crocodile Turtle leapt into the air and began to spin rapidly.

Its four claws retracted into its turtle shell, then torrents of flames spewed from within the shell.

Transformed into a fiery meteor, the Crocodile Turtle charged at Liu Zheng, the heat wave hitting even before it got close.

However, the high temperature was merely a side effect of the move, the real lethal force was the impact from its high-speed momentum.

Although it didn't look large, its actual weight was comparable to that of an adult elephant.

This move was not something that could be blocked with brute force, even if one could withstand it, it would exhaust a great deal of stamina.

Even though the Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline prevented him from feeling repulsed by eating, constant binge eating wasn't exactly comfortable.

So, Liu Zheng chose to draw his sword.

Without any anger, "Anger" still appeared as a Rusted Knife.

It might not be good for slashing, but it's definitely good for being slashed, given its Perfect Quality.

The Crocodile Turtle collided with "Anger," the friction between the shell and blade creating fierce sparks that mixed with the flames spewing from the shell.

Liu Zheng was forced to continuously retreat from the massive impact, the blade slightly bending.

"It's got some substance to it."

With the Legendary Armor and Divine Power Essence attributes, it had been a long time since he felt so overpowered.

But no big deal, he never relied on physical attributes to win.

"Eye Witness!"

Liu Zheng used another skill.

He couldn't believe the Crocodile Turtle's Spiritual Attribute was higher than his.

His gaze, sharp as a sword, pierced into the Crocodile Turtle's mind.

As expected, the Crocodile Turtle's spinning momentarily stalled, and the flames from its right side paused, spitting out two puffs of black smoke.

With the fight already underway, Liu Zheng wasn't courteous, directly swinging his Rusted Knife down.

But the flash of the blade only sliced through air.

Because the flames on the Crocodile Turtle's left side didn't stop spewing, the unbalanced force propelled it sideways, crashing it into the wall.

The wall wasn't as tough as a Perfect Quality chef's knife, the Crocodile Turtle embedding into the wall.

To be precise, its head was.

"Hey, still want to fight?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Fight my ass."

The Crocodile Turtle's muffled voice came from the wall.

"Then let me pull you out."

He stepped forward, grabbed the turtle shell, and pushed his right hoof against the wall.

"Pop!"

After leaving another hoof mark on the wall, the Crocodile Turtle was successfully extracted.

"Damn it!"

It cursed quietly.

"Don't curse when you've lost the fight, eating vegetarian doesn't mean lacking quality."

Liu Zheng criticized.

"What move did you use just now?"

The Crocodile Turtle asked.

"Can't tell you, but it's a City Hall skill."

He replied.

"...Alright, never mind."

Its real killer move earlier was the sudden head shot, a power at least ten times stronger than its claw strikes.

Unfortunately, Liu Zheng's "Eye Witness" was faster, effectively countering its focus-driven state, leading to an embarrassing crash that left a big turtle hole in the wall.

Fortunately, no third person saw it, or it would have considered silencing witnesses.

"You mustn't tell a third person about what just happened."

The Crocodile Turtle said in frustration.

"What just happened?"

Liu Zheng blinked, feigning ignorance.

"Hmm, nothing."

The Crocodile Turtle's mood improved seeing his cooperation.

"Give me the takeout."

It reached out a claw.

"No need, I'll just put it in your room."

Liu Zheng said, taking out the food box and placing it on the carpet at the door of room 501.

"Alright, go inside and wait."

He said.

"Okay."

The Crocodile Turtle crawled back inside, sitting by the food box.

"How did your talk with your ex-boyfriend go?"

Seeing eight more minutes until the delivery time, Liu Zheng struck up a conversation.

"He agreed to go on another date with me."

The Crocodile Turtle smiled.

Who knows how a turtle's head can smile, but it managed it.

"That's great. When? Have you decided where to go?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Tomorrow afternoon. We're planning to see a stage play at the Grand Theater."

The Crocodile Turtle replied.

"Hmm... how about doing something else?"

He suggested tactfully.

"Is a theater play not suitable for a first date after getting back together?"

The Crocodile Turtle asked puzzledly.

"Lately, it's not very fitting. How about watching a movie? We can shop after the movie, then hit the bathhouse for a soak, get a massage, and finish with a candlelit dinner."

Liu Zheng proposed.

"I'm a bit short on cash lately."

The Crocodile Turtle said a little embarrassed.

"Unemployed?"

"No, just the money I've advanced hasn't been reimbursed by finance."

The Crocodile Turtle shook his head.

"Not compliant?"

"Compliant. I reported a bit more than usual, but everyone does it. It's just me getting stuck. They always say there's a problem with the invoice or that the form is filled out wrong."

The Crocodile Turtle said indignantly.

"How's your relationship with finance?"

"I'm polite when we meet, but privately, no relationship."

The Crocodile Turtle replied.

"Hmm... here's some money for you to use."

Liu Zheng placed a wad of cash on its shell.

"What are you doing? I'm not that kind of spineless turtle."

The Crocodile Turtle said unhappily.

"It's just a loan; pay me back when you get reimbursed."

"Who knows when that will be."

The Crocodile Turtle sighed.

"Don't worry, I've got an idea. How long do you plan to work at this company?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The company's benefits are decent. Unless I get laid off, I'll probably stay."

"Then that's fine. Go to this place, move the threads and say you're a friend of Liu Zheng the delivery guy and want to buy a shawl. Once you get it, give it to the finance person; your reimbursement should go through."

Liu Zheng took out a map and pointed to the location of the Silk Cave.

"Zhi Zhu's shawl, how much does that cost?"

The Crocodile Turtle retracted its head in surprise.

"That's why I asked if you plan to stick around. Don't worry, using my name should get you a discount, and if you don't have enough, put it on my tab."

"You're not planning on delivering food for me too, are you?"

The Crocodile Turtle asked with a heavy tone.

This was no longer a simple transaction.

"Depends on how unlucky you are."

Speaking of which, I wonder if anyone has been forced to deliver for the Bloody Restaurant multiple times. I'll ask Niu Ma later.

"I..."

The Crocodile Turtle was about to speak when he suddenly stiffened, retracting his head and limbs entirely into his shell.

Liu Zheng knew the cashier was coming.

"Good luck, Brother Turtle."

He closed the door for the Crocodile Turtle.

Going downstairs, he arrived at the property center.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The antelope at the reception asked.

"I'm looking for someone. Where's my Minotaur brother?"

"He's in the manager's office, third room straight ahead."

The antelope replied.

"Great."

Liu Zheng found the manager's office and pushed the door open.

"Boss!"

Niu Daji, who was lounging grandly, quickly stood up, chest out and at attention when he saw him come in.

"How's the house hunting?"

Liu Zheng sat down and asked.

"I've looked through them all, but I was waiting for you to decide, boss."

Niu Daji quickly said.

"Hmm."

He nodded approvingly.

Niu Daji, for all his quirks, did get this part right and knew his place.

"So, which one caught your eye?"

Liu Zheng said.

As long as Niu Daji didn't make decisions independently, he didn't mind buying one he liked.

"Mr. Niu's favorite is this one."

Seeing the main guest had arrived, the property manager enthusiastically picked up a brochure to introduce.

He pointed to a 65-square-meter, two-bedroom, two-living-room, one-kitchen, one-bath unit.

One bedroom was large, the other small, but the smaller one had a balcony, which was connected to the room, so the actual usable area was similar.

The overall decor was minimalist. Besides essential furniture, there were almost no additional decorations.

What's unusual was the bathtub in the bathroom, making the already cramped space even worse.

It seemed like only the Japanese liked to do such things in real life.

"Is 65 square meters enough space? City folks might think we can't afford anything bigger."

"Trust me, pick a bigger one, at least three bedrooms, two living rooms."

Liu Zheng closed the brochure and said.