The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1201 - 747: Gift and Return Gift

"By the way, one more thing. Do you have any underwater volcano mud over there?"

Liu Zheng remembered to ask.

"Underwater volcano mud, huh? That’s rarer than a dragon egg. I’ve only heard about it, never had any in stock."

"This stuff has very limited use. Any regular business that stocks it won’t be able to sell it. If you want to buy some, you’ll probably need to find those traders who specifically do business with the Deep Sea Empire."

Brother Hui replied.

"I see..."

He thought of the Sea Star Gang, who had conflicts with the New Grape Hotel. They seemed to be doing business with the Deep Sea Empire.

Although they sourced raw materials for addictive substances from the Deep Sea Empire, if they could get their hands on contraband, other things shouldn’t be a problem either.

"Thanks, Brother Hui. I’ll wait for your good news."

Liu Zheng hung up and called He Bishu of the New Grape Hotel.

"I need the Sea Star Gang’s contact information."

He got straight to the point.

"Can I ask why you need their contact info?"

He Bishu asked.

"I want to discuss some business with them."

Liu Zheng didn’t hide his intentions.

"...Mr. Liu, while I know you’re sincere with people, isn’t it a bit too blatant to ask me for the contact info of those doing business with my enemies?"

He Bishu said after a moment of silence.

"Can’t really call them enemies, at most we have conflicts. Besides, my business with them doesn’t affect what I promised you. Hasn’t Mr. He ever had shared interests with former business partners?"

He retorted.

"Why don’t you tell me what business you want to discuss with them? Maybe we can discuss it instead."

He Bishu thought what he said made sense and suggested.

"Alright, I need a batch of underwater volcano mud, the more the better. If you can help get it for me, I’ll owe you a favor."

Liu Zheng said.

He didn’t mention handling the Sea Star Gang himself as he wasn’t familiar enough with them yet.

But since he already said this, if He Bishu could really help him with the underwater volcano mud, he would make sure to give his best effort in the upcoming tournament.

"Underwater volcano mud?"

He Bishu repeated, puzzled.

Evidently, he hadn’t seen such a thing either.

"Alright, let me inquire and get back to you."

He said.

"You better hurry, or I’ll ask my friends in the Security Department."

Asking the Security Department for gangster contacts sounded absurd at first, but on thinking it made sense.

"Got it."

He Bishu hung up the phone.

Not long after hanging up, Ghost Hand crawled in.

Seeing the refreshed Liu Zheng, it stared at him for a long time, mouth agape with saliva dripping down in astonishment.

Liu Zheng found it amusing and stuffed a dried fish into its mouth.

Ghost Hand instinctively swallowed the dried fish, patted his foot, and left the break room.

"Speaking of which, should I buy a pair of shoes?"

Liu Zheng picked up the takeout slip on his instep, talking to himself.

He used to have hooves, so wearing shoes didn’t matter, but now with feet, not wearing shoes felt a bit odd.

"Boss, does the restaurant provide shoes?"

He asked.

"Shoes? You’re dreaming. The free uniform set only became a benefit after our boss came on board."

Niu Ma said without looking up.

"Well, no wonder they’re the former boss."

Liu Zheng smirked.

"You’ve gotten chummy with that Weaving Spider, just ask them to make you a pair. It’s not like you’re short on money."

Niu Ma suggested.

"That’s true."

He called the Weaving Spider Lady.

Soon, a spider crept out sneakily from a corner.

Just as Liu Zheng was about to speak, the Weaving Spider Lady glanced at him, shuddered, and scurried away as if she’d seen a ghost.

"? It’s just a body change; is it that big of a deal?"

He said speechlessly.

Shouldn’t these non-humans recognize each other by sensing auras?

"Haha, serves you right. Turns out, only with hooves are you a succubus. Without them, you’re just a plain human."

Niu Ma said gleefully.

"I never claimed to be a succubus; that’s just a rumor you guys started."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and looked at the order slip.

"Item: One Fried Ghost"

"Address: 138 Copper Gong Alley"

"Time limit: One hour"

"Eh?"

No ordering customer name? It’s been a while since I’d received such an order.

"Don’t even think about it, no matter if it’s perilous or Emperor’s Garden, you have to deliver it yourself."

Niu Ma assumed he received a difficult order delivery and immediately said.

"Then are you going to handle the Worker New City order?"

Liu Zheng waved the slip, asking.

"Eh?"

Niu Ma’s form blurred and in the next instant, it appeared beside Liu Zheng, taking the slip.

"So fast!"

Liu Zheng was inwardly shocked.

Every time he grew stronger, he’d find Niu Ma was mightier than he ever imagined.

However, this time Liu Zheng could clearly see the trajectory of Niu Ma’s dash.

It seemed his power-up this time was considerably more substantial than before.

"Knew you were tricking me, go deliver your order."

Niu Ma kicked Liu Zheng out of the break room, quickly followed by hurling the order slip out.

The slightly crumpled paper spun in the air with a fierce momentum like a buzz saw.

Liu Zheng did a backflip in mid-air, clasping the slip with his hands.

"Hehe."

He chuckled, then shut the rest room door before Niu Ma could react.

Opening the food container on the delivery cart revealed a small deep fryer.

Liu Zheng lifted the fryer lid, and a palm-sized imp leisurely swam in the oil, raising its head to meet his gaze.