It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

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The kitchen had already closed at this time, and only two employees on duty were dozing off in the corner.

Hearing footsteps, they opened their eyes.

"Go on to sleep."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Yes, Chef."

The lizard man and the hyena closed their eyes again.

"It turns out you're not as unkind as you seem."

Since he was going to run away anyway, Liu Zheng spoke more boldly.

"Only an energetic chef can make perfect food. I am just fulfilling my duties as the head chef."

The white-feathered chicken didn't get angry, but instead explained.

"I admire you."

He said it sincerely.

Among the bosses of the three major departments of the Bloody Restaurant, White-Feathered Chicken is the one with the most leadership style.

Britain is lost in madness, and cattle and horses are lost in casualness.

The white-feathered chicken did not respond to his compliment, but the chef's hat on its head rose a little higher.

I walked to the fish tank and saw a closed cardboard box on the ground.

The white-feathered chicken opened the lid and saw the calico cat curled up into a fur ball, sleeping soundly, and its snoring was as loud as a motorcycle engine.

A human face emerged from its back and looked at them warily.

"Get up."

The white-feathered chicken ignored him and stretched out its wings to pat the cat's head.

"Hey, dried fish. They are all my dried fish."

The calico cat cricket pupated twice, but did not wake up. Instead, it started talking in its sleep.

"Ugh."

The white-feathered chicken sighed, then lowered its head and pecked the cat's ear.

"Meow!"

The calico cat screamed and jumped out of the cardboard box, arching its body and its fur standing up.

However, although it was in an attacking posture, its eyes were still closed and it was even drooling.

"If you don't wake up, I will confiscate all your dried fish."

The white-feathered chicken said softly.

"do not want!"

The calico cat let out a cry even more shrill than when its ears were pecked just now, and immediately opened its eyes, which were wide open.

"Huh? It's Liu Zheng. Are you here to bring me some fish?"

It saw Liu Zheng and asked expectantly.

"Not this time, maybe next time."

Liu Zheng stretched out his tentacles and touched its head lovingly.

"Oh, okay meow."

The calico cat raised its hind paw and scratched its ear.

"Let's get down to business."

The white-feathered chicken couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

I always feel that this cat and the two guys in the takeaway department are extremely compatible, even their nonchalant looks are exactly the same.

"What's the matter, meow?"

The calico cat put down its paws and sat upright on the ground, like a stuffed toy.

"You will go with him to the border to do some shopping tomorrow."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Ah? Can I not go, meow?"

The calico cat looked reluctant.

Unlike other employees who want freedom, the calico cat likes the kitchen very much, especially its cardboard box.

This is one of the reasons why white-feathered chickens value it.

"No. Don't you consider this human as your friend? If he goes alone, he will definitely not come back."

The white-feathered chicken refused outright at first, but then was persuaded with gentle persuasion.

"Yes, Salmon, I need your help."

Liu Zheng also echoed.

Anyway, I have to go with the people in the kitchen, so I will definitely choose someone familiar.

Moreover, the calico cat has a good personality and should be quite capable as well.

"Okay, I'll go then, meow."

The calico cat agreed with a distressed look on his face.

"Salmon is so nice. Salmon is the best and cutest cat in the world."

Liu Zheng couldn't help but stretch out his tentacles and scratch its chin again.

"Of course meow, that's what my master said too, meow."

The calico cat's expression turned into one of smugness.

"This is the list of this purchase. If you complete more than half, you will be qualified. If you come back with less than half, you will be punished."

Bai Yuji took out a piece of paper and handed it to Liu Zheng.

"Blank?"

He shook the white paper and said.

"It will show up once you're outside the border."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Ok."

"This is storage equipment for food."

The white-feathered chicken took off his chef's hat and pulled out a smaller chef's hat from inside.

Liu Zheng took the chef's hat and an introduction to the items popped up immediately.

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"Name: Portable small cold storage"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

“Effect: Can store and refrigerate about 20 cubic meters of items (food only).”

"Note: I've told you many times not to put any living things in there!"

“Can I take the copy out: No”

Liu Zheng took the hat and put it on his head.

"If you lose your hat, I'll put you in the oven and slow-roast you."

The white-feathered chicken said viciously.

"Don't worry, I will keep it safe."

He assured, patting his chest.

How could items that could be stored in the system space be lost?

As for what to do with those items that cannot be taken out of the copy after the copy is settled, that is none of his business.

"follow me."

White Feather Chicken took him to the knife rack, took out a serrated butcher knife and handed it to him.

Liu Zheng carefully used four tentacles to catch it, but still almost stumbled.

This serrated butcher knife must weigh at least one or two hundred pounds.

"Name: Self-eating Spirit"

"Type: Equipment"

“Quality: Excellent”

“Effect: Devour the player’s own flesh and blood every time the sword is swung, increasing the attack damage according to the amount and quality of the flesh and blood.”

"Note: A true butcher will chop off his own legs when slaughtering."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

My goodness, this knife is really like him.

What a perfect match!

"Thank you, Napoleon."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Humph, you haven't completed my commission yet, don't even think about dying out here."

The white-feathered chicken snorted coldly.

"In that case, can I make one more small request?"

He continued to press forward.

"explain."

"Please sell me some good wine."