The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 110: Eating Below Will Make You a Happy Father?

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Eating Below Will Make You a Happy Father?

"Do I need to run away?"

Liu Zheng sneered.

"If I really wanted to leave, do you think you could stop me?"

He released the coiled tentacles, and the golden lava swayed slightly.

"Ah! Xiao Bao, run!"

The woman screamed, instinctively leaped forward, and stood in front of the chubby boy.

"Relax, I’m not here to wipe you out."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"Just leave, we don’t need your tutoring anymore."

The woman said, eyeing him warily.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, just leave, our family doesn’t welcome you."

The woman nodded forcefully.

"Fine. Here’s my number, call me if you need to. Of course, I might not be able to come."

Liu Zheng recited his number.

The woman showed no expression, but her ears twitched ever so slightly.

"Oh, could you give me a certification stating that I really came to deliver your food?"

He remembered what the security at the entrance had said.

"Don’t push your luck!"

The woman’s look turned dangerous again.

"Gurgle~"

The sound of intestinal movements broke the tense atmosphere, but it also made the mood somewhat awkward.

"Mom, I’m hungry."

The chubby boy touched his stomach.

"Hold on, Xiao Bao, Mom will make you something to eat soon."

The woman said.

"No! I want to have takeaway."

Perhaps because there was a stranger, the chubby boy felt a bit braver.

His eyes turned toward the takeout box, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Bao, be good, you can’t eat that takeaway. Mom will make you noodles in a bit."

The woman’s forehead throbbed with veins, but she managed to suppress the signs of an impending outburst.

"I don’t want it, I don’t want to eat Mom’s cooking, it tastes terrible."

The chubby boy’s head shook like a rattle.

"Chen Xiaobao! Are you asking for a spanking?"

The woman finally couldn’t hold back and scolded loudly.

The chubby boy was frightened, tears of black ran down from his eyes, the fat on his body liquefied with fear, and he looked like a melting candle.

"Stop!"

Liu Zheng couldn’t watch any longer and halted the ongoing drama.

The woman and the chubby boy both turned to look at him.

"When a child is growing, how can he have the energy to study if he’s not well-fed?"

He first addressed the woman.

"When there are other people around, don’t expose your mom’s shortcomings. Would you be happy if your mom told other kids about you wetting the bed or soiling your pants?"

He then addressed the chubby boy.

"Sorry, Mom, I was wrong."

The chubby boy thought for a moment and then spoke to the woman.

"Good boy, Xiao Bao."

The woman patted her son’s head, feeling a bit relieved.

"Where’s the kitchen?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Since he thinks your noodles are awful, I’ll teach you how to make delicious ones."

He said.

"...this way."

Seeing that he was an employee of Bloody Restaurant, the woman reluctantly believed his words and led him to the kitchen.

The kitchen was a typical Chinese kitchen.

Liu Zheng glanced around; everything was well equipped, even including several pots.

It seemed excessively equipped for an underachiever.

He opened the refrigerator, checked the ingredients inside, and decided on the dish to cook.

Stir-fried tomato and egg noodles.

Step one, peel the tomatoes and dice them.

Step two, cut the onions diagonally into slightly thick strands. You can cut more onions.

"Remember, only use the white part of the onions, not the green. It’s best to dry the onions with a paper towel after washing them."

Liu Zheng explained.

"Why?"

"Because the green parts can burn and look unappealing. The less moisture on the onions, the more fragrant they will become later."

He explained.

"It being unattractive doesn’t affect the taste."

The woman somewhat disagreed.

"So, when you buy fruits, do you pick the good-looking ones or the ugly ones?"

Liu Zheng countered.

The woman was silenced.

Step three, beat a few eggs until smooth, then heat oil in a pan, pour in the egg mixture, scramble them, and set aside.

"Add more oil, and make sure the oil is hot enough, cook it longer so the eggs will be fragrant."

"Wouldn’t that lower the nutritional value?"

The woman questioned again.

"The sewer’s wastewater has high nutritional value; would you drink that?"

He said bluntly.

"Hmph, you’d still have to be able to make it."

This time the woman wasn’t intimidated.

"I actually can make it, the sewer sashimi you ordered was caught by me."

Liu Zheng said proudly.

The woman fell silent again.

Step four, add oil and stir fry the green onions until they are golden brown, then add tomatoes and stir fry for about a minute more, pour soy sauce from the side of the wok (a little more can be used), then pour water to cook.

Step five, add the fried eggs and turn up the heat to continue cooking.

The final step, add salt and noodles continue cooking, the amount of salt and cooking time depend on personal preference.

Liu Zheng didn’t know the mother and son’s preferences, so he took an average value.

"Smell this."

He gestured.

"Wow~"

The woman was still pretending to be reserved, but Xiao Bao couldn’t help exclaiming aloud.

"This is too fragrant."

He said in astonishment.

He hadn’t smelled such fragrant noodles since he had memory.

"No kidding, it’s a skill learned from the executive chef."

Liu Zheng said arrogantly.

Though it was the executive chef in reality, and it was from watching a video.

"The executive chef of Bloody Restaurant..."

The woman’s gaze softened a little as she looked at him.

Lift the wok, serve the bowls.

"I don’t know if your husband is around, so I just made enough for the two of you,"

Liu Zheng said.

Although considering that they might not be human, he made double the normal portion.

"I don’t have a husband."

The woman shook her head.

"Uh sorry, I didn’t know he had passed away."

"No, there’s never been a husband at all."

The woman explained.

"Ah?"

Liu Zheng looked at Xiao Bao.

He didn’t seem like a mud brother.

"Xiao Bao is a wax figure I bought."

The woman caressed Xiao Bao’s head, smiling as she watched him eat noodles.

Xiao Bao ate with his head covered in sweat, droplets of wax oil trickled from his forehead down his cheeks into the bowl, which he then ingested.

"Alright, you guys eat. I’m leaving,"

He said.

"Aren’t you eating?"

The woman asked.

"No thanks, I only love eating dried noodles, other things make me cough."

Liu Zheng politely declined.

With such low Luck Value, he didn’t dare to linger outside.

"Could you still issue me a certificate?"

He said.

"No need, just stay here."

The woman’s voice suddenly became incredibly gentle.

"I still have a bucket of wax oil."

She sprouted countless black hairs, two long and sharp fangs protruded from her lips, her fingernails turned dark and purple, and her skin changed to a gray-green color.

If just before she resembled a black panther, now she looked more like a zombie.

"I’d better not, my many tentacles are quite an oil waste."

Liu Zheng politely refused.

"Xiao Bao needs a father."

The woman shook her head.

"But he would lose a mother."

He released his tentacles, golden lava ready to splash out at any moment.

"It doesn’t matter, he doesn’t like me as a mother anyway."

The woman said with a wry smile.

Xiao Bao was still mechanically chewing, oblivious to everything.

"Liking and disliking are not isolated."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

Just like he liked the dean’s kindness but also disliked the old man’s rigidity.

"Stay, be Xiao Bao’s father."

The woman seemed to have lost her senses, suddenly lunging at Liu Zheng.

"Too big a plate, I really can’t handle it."

He sighed, swinging out his tentacles.

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