The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1213 - 755: The Metropolis Discrimination Hierarchy

Chapter 1213: Chapter 755: The Metropolis Discrimination Hierarchy

As the head chef who controls the rhythm of the entire kitchen, White Feather Chicken’s sense of time has always been impeccable.

Five minutes later, it appeared punctually at the door of the break room.

Fortunately, Niu Ma returned half a minute earlier.

"I say, can’t you recruit some people since the kitchen is short-staffed? If it really doesn’t work out, you could promote a few from the ingredients. Our delivery department’s workload is really heavy too, you know."

Niu Ma complained.

"When you guys come to help in the kitchen, the delivery orders pause; it’s not like you have any work to do anyway."

White Feather Chicken unreservedly exposed it.

"But I’m still the department manager. Always being your assistant isn’t right, is it?"

Niu Ma tried another approach.

"If you think it’s not appropriate, I’ll apply to the boss to merge the delivery department into the kitchen. Then you’ll be the chief of the kitchen delivery division."

White Feather Chicken said.

"Could you make it sound any worse? No wonder the boss handed the job of naming dishes to the customer service department. You really ought to brush up on your cultural skills."

Niu Ma caught the flaw.

"I’ve changed my mind, you come to help in the kitchen, the newbie stays to deliver orders."

White Feather Chicken glanced at it and said.

"Why?"

Niu Ma shouted.

"Because you’re originally from the kitchen, and leaving the newbie in the delivery department is much more useful than you."

White Feather Chicken said coldly.

"I’m not going."

"Are you going or not?"

"I’m just not going."

Niu Ma said, stubbornly sticking its neck out.

"Then I’ll go to the boss and report how I came looking for you before and you weren’t there, causing the dishes to be served ten minutes late."

White Feather Chicken pretended to walk away, but Niu Ma quickly hugged it.

"Just kidding with you, we’re like brothers, aren’t we? I wouldn’t just help in the kitchen, I’d even help you spend money."

Niu Ma said with a mischievous grin.

"Hmph."

White Feather Chicken disdainfully shook off its hoof and walked away on its own, with Niu Ma following closely behind.

"How did I end up getting hurt in the end?"

Liu Zheng watched the backs of the two and said helplessly.

Helping in the kitchen is fine, he didn’t always want to deliver orders anyway, plus he could pet cats while he’s at it.

But since both department heads decided to have him stay to deliver orders, he had to obey their decision.

"Sigh, being under someone else’s control crushes you."

Liu Zheng sighed.

He closed the main door and continued playing games.

However, he wasn’t able to play for long before Ghost Hand crawled in.

After using a piece of Dried Fish to send it away, Liu Zheng picked up the delivery order from the ground.

"Dish: Steamed Copper Peas"

"Address: No. 88 Metallurgy Road"

"Orderer: Yan Xu"

"Time Limit: One hour"

"Metallurgy Road?"

He took out a map and saw the address was in the Old City District.

"Oh well, I can visit Morrison Primary School."

Although Detective Luo Ping hadn’t sent any news, since Liu Zheng agreed to look after Morrison Primary School, he would definitely do it.

He left the break room and opened the food box on the dining cart.

Inside was a steamer, and when he opened the steamer lid, there was a layer of soft copper peas covered with ginger and scallion.

"Name: Steamed Copper Peas (One-time Use)"

"Type: Tool"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: If the player can digest it, they gain a layer of Copper Skin which offsets damage received. Duration is inversely related to metabolic rate."

"Note: Who was it that claimed they were a copper pea that couldn’t be steamed, cooked, smashed, or fried and was tough as nails?"

"Can it be taken out of instance: Yes"

"Well, they actually managed to steam the copper peas into mush, what kind of science and tech wizardry is this?"

Liu Zheng exclaimed.

This thing, Extreme Fury Asura probably couldn’t digest it, but he wasn’t planning on eating it anyway.

Now all these useless restaurant dishes have a new destination, which is to be taken to the Fun Blind Box House for exchange into raffle chances.

The last time a little soldier did great work, which increased Liu Zheng’s interest in the Fun Blind Box House. The next time the Black Market opens, he definitely plans to go again.

Leaving the restaurant, Liu Zheng drove the spirit car directly to the Old City District.

Morrison Primary School and Metallurgy Road aren’t close, so he didn’t have time to wander elsewhere.

Arriving at Morrison Primary School, the superintendent and teacher, Jian Ai, was outside with the kids.

Upon seeing Liu Zheng get out of the car, it took her quite a while to recognize him.

"Sorry, Mr. Liu, I didn’t recognize you just now."

Jian Ai apologized while preparing to open the gate.

"No need, I just wanted to ask if there’s anything you need help with."

Liu Zheng stopped her.

"Luckily, food and water are sufficient, and none of the kids are sick."

Jian Ai replied.

"That’s good."

"Mr. Liu, has there been any news from Luo Ping?"

Jian Ai asked with concern.

"No. But you should trust his professionalism, even if something did happen to him, he’d at least find a way to let me know."

He reassured her.

"I understand."

Jian Ai nodded reluctantly, not seeming truly comforted.

"Let’s exchange contact information, that’ll make it easier to contact if there are any issues."

"Okay."

They exchanged contact details.

"Mr. Liu, I’ve recently felt as though someone is watching from nearby, but I haven’t seen a shadow. It could just be my imagination."

Jian Ai mused aloud.

"Better safe than sorry. I’ll have my guys come by to patrol, just to be safe."

He then called Niu Daji and Panda, instructing them to swing by Morrison Primary School, ready to deal with anything shady.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Jian Ai said gratefully.

"Just keeping my promise."

Liu Zheng shook his head and drove off.

Ten minutes later, he reached Metallurgical Street.