Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Do not leave the break room until you have received your order."

Liu Zheng quickly replied.

He remembers such life-threatening things very well.

"That's right. Now think about it the other way around, what would happen if you didn't have to take orders?"

He thought for a few seconds, his expression changing slightly.

"Does that mean we can't enter the lounge?"

"No."

The oxen and horses shook their heads.

"You absolutely cannot enter the Bloody Restaurant. Moreover, your status as a restaurant employee will be invalidated during sick leave."

Liu Zheng's expression changed drastically.

"You figured it out, didn't you? Without the restaurant's protection and nowhere to stay, you might have a chance during the day, but you're doomed at night."

"It's like an ox or a horse," the ox said coldly.

He clutched the sick leave slip tightly.

I thought it was a fifth of a vacation voucher, but it turned out to be a death warrant.

Is there no way to avoid it?

Liu Zheng asked unwillingly.

"There is a solution."

"First, you can't enter the restaurant as an employee, but you can enter as a customer."

"Secondly, you can't stay in the lounge, but you can stay in a hotel."

"The ox and horse said."

Which of these two methods is better?

he asked.

"There are pros and cons to it. The restaurant is absolutely safe, but it's very expensive. With your little bit of money, you'll probably be gone in a day."

"Hotels are cheap, you can stay for ten days or half a month. But they are a mixed bag, and the safety is only slightly better than sleeping on the streets."

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

First of all, the restaurant option is definitely out.

After encountering the water truck incident, he realized that money can still be very useful in this world.

The casino has now blacklisted them, so he probably won't have a chance to make big money for a long time.

Secondly, the hotel option is not a good idea either.

Novice NPCs like the plane trees and cattle are full of bad intentions, and advanced NPCs in the inn are even more vicious.

Without the added advantage of his legendary status and his identity as a restaurant employee, going in recklessly would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

"You'd better make a decision soon. I'm going on vacation in a few days, and then you won't be able to ask for leave even if you want to."

"The ox and horse said."

With only one deliveryman left, Si Xue clearly wouldn't approve leave for Liu Zheng.

And Niu Ma wouldn't postpone his vacation plans for him.

While he was pondering this, Niu Ma's phone suddenly rang.

It glanced at the number, and its expression immediately turned serious.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

The ox and horse said respectfully.

"Okay, okay, how many people do you need?"

"Okay, okay, I will explain the rules to the newcomers."

The cattle and horses should be in succession.

After a few words, it hung up the phone.

"I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky."

The ox and horse sighed.

"what happened?"

"The other batches of goods that came with the moss were all problematic, and several kitchen staff members ended up in the hospital. The boss asked the two of us to help out in the kitchen."

"The ox and horse said."

"I'll help if I want to."

Liu Zheng didn't care about the Dao.

I've been delivering takeout for so long, what's wrong with helping out in the kitchen?

Besides, they were going with cattle and horses.

"Heh, have you forgotten the sounds you heard when you first arrived?"

The ox and horse sneered.

He frowned, and the woman's screams rang in his ears.

"You can't even stand hearing a voice, how can you resist seeing the real person?"

"Let me tell you, I can protect you if you cause trouble at the casino. But if you break the rules in the kitchen, I'll be the first to kill you."

The ox and horse stared straight at him as they spoke.

Its expression returned to the one it had when it first kicked him away, fierce and twisted.

It's as if their friendly cooperation these past few days was just an illusion.

"Boss, don't you know me? I'm someone who values ​​my life the most."

After a moment of silence, Liu Zheng smiled.

"Hmph, you'd better leave."

The oxen and horses stood up.

He followed the cattle and horses out of the lounge, crossed the three-way intersection, and finally arrived in front of the blue curtain.

"I'm telling you one more time, no matter what you see, pretend you didn't see it. You're here to work, not to play the hero."

"Even if you want to die, go somewhere else and don't drag me down with you."

The ox and horse turned their heads and said.

"I'm awake now."

Liu Zheng smiled.

The ox and horse stared at him intently for a couple of seconds, but finally turned their heads away.

The curtain was lifted, and a man, an ox, and a horse entered the deep darkness.

Chapter 42 White-feathered Chicken and Calico Cat

It wasn't quite what Liu Zheng had imagined.

The kitchen of the Bloody Restaurant is not bloody at all; on the contrary, it is clean and bright.

It was almost too clean, like it had just been renovated.

A dozen or so chefs of different shapes were busy at work, no one spoke, and they communicated only with gestures and eye contact.

It's more like a factory assembly line than a kitchen.

"Napoleon, we're here."

The ox and horse bellowed.

The white-feathered chicken that was cooking soup looked up and handed the long-handled soup ladle to the horse-faced man next to it.

A white-feathered chicken dressed in a black levirate suit and wearing a chef's hat jumped off the high stool and walked towards the two men with its head held high.

"Is this the newcomer?"

It looked at Liu Zheng.

His voice was deep, resonant, and powerful.

"How about it? Better than your guys, huh?"

"I'm so proud of myself," Niu Ma said smugly.

"There's a lot of meat, but unfortunately it's all fat."

The white-feathered chicken sized up Liu Zheng with a critical look in its eyes.

"There's nothing we can do; he's just a human being after all."

The ox and horse shrugged.

"It won't be like that soon."

The white-feathered pheasant's eyes seemed to see right through Liu Zheng's soul.

"Perform well, human. If you satisfy me, I might consider putting you in the kitchen."

It said proudly.

"Thank you, I did a good job delivering the food."

Liu Zheng declined.

He finally got two legendary deliveryman outfits, and he wouldn't deliver food to the kitchen unless he'd really lost his mind.

"Didn't the cattle and horses tell you that black goat calves don't have citizenship?"

The white-feathered chicken sneered.

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng looked at the cattle and horses.

"Is this happening?"

The oxen and horses were even more surprised than he was.

“Once citizens like you are converted, they will directly become migrant workers.”

"The city hall may not send people to arrest you, but it is not against the rules for others to attack you, and your status as a restaurant employee will be invalid."

The white-feathered chicken said.

“But in the kitchen, you don’t matter what you are, I am the rule.”

It spread its wings and surveyed the kitchen like a fighting rooster.

All the kitchen helpers who were touched by its gaze lowered their heads.

"Look how impressive they are."

Liu Zheng poked the ox and horse.

"If I had this many men, I'd be even more powerful than it."

The ox and horse grumbled and cursed.

"Shh~"

He rolled his eyes.

The kitchen is clearly of a higher status than takeout, otherwise why would they be the ones helping out in the kitchen?

"You just wait, I'll deal with you when we get back."

In front of the white-feathered chicken, Niu Ma stopped arguing with Liu Zheng, but the threat in his eyes was obvious.