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Chapter 124 Liu Zheng Beautiful Beyond Species

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Liu Zheng Beautiful Beyond Species

"Here we go again."

Feeling the sharp pain of the cold blade against his body, Liu Zheng didn’t feel the slightest bit of surprise.

He didn’t know whether there was something wrong with himself or the world.

Or perhaps, both had issues.

An entire human skin was peeled off, not even sparing the tips of the tentacles.

Liu Zheng felt like a cicada, with the skin being the chrysalis he had shed.

"Your knife skills, what a waste it would be not to be an executive chef."

He said sincerely.

Apart from a little bleeding, Big White Goose hadn’t harmed any of his blood vessels or tendons.

"I originally came from the kitchen; if I hadn’t been reassigned, Napoleon wouldn’t have had the chance to become the head chef."

Big White Goose said proudly.

"Then it would probably still be him."

This time, Liu Zheng did not echo the sentiment.

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because if you had stayed in the kitchen, the Heavenly Butcher would have killed you a long time ago."

He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

"Hmm, what you’re saying makes sense."

Big White Goose nodded in agreement.

If customer service could slack off, the kitchen—a department directly involved—could never escape scrutiny.

"So, who is stronger, the Legendary delivery man or the Heavenly Butcher?"

Liu Zheng asked with some excitement.

Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong is a traditional specialty, one simply must indulge in it.

"That’s... hard to say."

Big White Goose seemed a bit perplexed.

"Actually, I’ve never seen Mr. Li fight anyone. Although I can feel he’s very strong, I’ve never witnessed it firsthand."

It explained.

"Ah, you’ve worked with him for so long, and you’ve never seen him in action?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That’s quite normal. We’re not in the same department. Even though department heads can visit each other, it doesn’t happen too frequently."

"Mainly because Mr. Li and I get along well, my subordinates wouldn’t be foolish enough to provoke him, so naturally no fight breaks out."

"However, I’ve heard he had a conflict with the kitchen once, throwing the then head chef into the pressure cooker and stewing him for three hours."

Big White Goose recalled.

"There was another time he came to help in the Star System Level room. A guest secretly tried to use mind control powers, Mr. Li found out, initiated a direct mind link, and backfired it, turning them into an idiot."

It said, failing to suppress a guffaw.

"Since you get along so well, why would you sabotage his plans?"

He questioned.

"Personal friendships are one thing, duty is another."

"Mr. Li thinks that the Bloody Restaurant isn’t good enough, but I believe its current state is the least of all evils."

"If you think everything in the mirror is an illusion, what will you see after you shatter it?"

Big White Goose asked.

"Broken mirror?"

"It’s nothingness, a despairing nothingness that leaves you with nothing at all."

Big White Goose shook his head.

"I’m old, I just hope to die peacefully here."

"If the kitchen doesn’t despise it, they can take my corpse to make a pot of old goose soup, as my last contribution to the restaurant."

"If you want to stir up trouble, I won’t necessarily try to stop you."

"But if you’re willing to help me maintain the status quo of the restaurant, I won’t treat you unfairly."

"I’ll think about it."

Liu Zheng played for time.

Even though he couldn’t possibly agree.

Ghost Hand had done so much, opposing the boss twice for him and himself.

If Liu Zheng suddenly flipped sides now, even with Ghost Hand’s good nature, he couldn’t possibly tolerate it.

Big White Goose might seem somewhat capable, but Liu still placed more trust in Ghost Hand, who could contend with the boss.

The main thing was, despite Big White Goose’s kindly elder brother appearance, Liu always felt that there was a certain falseness.

After all, it used to be the boss of customer service, and to survive in a place like Bloody Restaurant until retirement, clearly it was a lot more cunning than the Legendary delivery man who could only imitate a tree trunk.

Even Niu Ma could go to the black market to appreciate fancy ladies.

Even...

Suddenly, his pupils dilated.

Could the death of the Legendary delivery man be related to this Big White Goose?

After all, if it could use him as an informant, it very well might have been one itself.

"Alright, eat up your clothes now."

Big White Goose said.

"What?"

"No whining, do it quickly. If you’re late, someone else will do the skinning."

Big White Goose urged.

...

"Am I supposed to swallow it whole?"

Liu Zheng asked with difficulty.

"Not necessary, you can tear it into pieces and eat it like that."

Big White Goose shook its head.

"Alright then."

He grasped the collar of his vest with his mouth and tore it forcefully.

The vest was of good quality, but his teeth, having been strengthened, managed to tear it off successfully.

Then, after chewing it a few times haphazardly, he swallowed it down.

The coarse and tough synthetic fibers irritated Liu Zheng’s esophagus, making him feel nauseous, but he endured it.

Because he didn’t want to swallow it a second time.

"Faster. You are this slow to eat a set of clothes, and you still want to be a server?"

Big White Goose scolded.

At that moment, it revealed a hint of its former self as the boss of customer service.

"Yes."

Liu Zheng sighed, whipped out the boning knife, and swiftly divided the entire uniform into small pieces, then shoved them into his mouth with closed eyes.

"Burp~"

Three minutes later, he let out a satisfied belch.

He had previously complained about the mess of the employee meal, but now he simply thought of it as a rare privilege.

After all, that was still genuine food, and setting aside the ingredients, the taste was decent too.

Big White Goose remained silent, merely gazing down at him with a lowered look.

Gradually, Liu Zheng started to feel itchy all over.

Not on the skin, but coming from within.

Soon, the itchiness turned into stinging pain.

He looked at his arm as pieces of clothing burst forth from his flesh, then stuck together with his blood vessels and tendons.

Soon, Liu Zheng was dressed in an impeccably fitting uniform.

"Not bad, not bad, you’re really cut out to be a waiter,"

Big White Goose praised.

"Why do you say that?"

"Every waiter’s first transformation often comes with some flaws due to their different talents—the created uniform might be missing a button, part of the collar, or the color may fade."

"Only those who are natural-born waiters will have a perfect uniform right from the start, like the one you’re wearing now."

Big White Goose admired the uniform on him.

The last newcomer with a flawlessly natural uniform was Napoleon.

"So does a flawless uniform provide any extra help?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, it only represents your potential, which isn’t easy to realize,"

"If anything, at least you look a bit better than the others,"

Big White Goose chuckled.

"Brother, you’re wise."

"Don’t sweat it, come here for makeup,"

Big White Goose grabbed him and led him to a vanity table, then pushed him down into a seat.

It opened a drawer and took out a variety of makeup products.

Only then did Liu Zheng notice the human-like fingers on the wings of Big White Goose.

They were slender and short, like a child’s fingertips.

From the shape, it seemed they were missing a ring finger.

"As a waiter in a top-tier restaurant, your outward appearance is of utmost importance. And makeup is critical to that appearance."

"I trained the customer service department in makeup techniques, you’re lucky to have me,"

Big White Goose said.

"Then, little brother, I’m truly honored,"

he paid his compliments.

"Indeed. I have three makeup plans: standard, premium, and exquisite. Which one would you like?"

Big White Goose inquired.

Another choice...

This old geezer wouldn’t have three different ways to take a dump, would he?

"Big brother, you decide, I trust your expert judgment,"

Liu Zheng had already given up.

"Alright, let’s go for exquisite then. You should be able to handle it,"

"Enough talk, I’m starting now,"

Big White Goose pressed down hard on his head, immobilizing him completely.

"I haven’t blocked your senses, feel what I’m using and my techniques. Remembering half of this will benefit you for life,"

it confidently stated.

Hearing this, Liu Zheng also focused his attention.

Even though he probably wouldn’t work in customer service, it doesn’t hurt to have more skills.

"First step, cleansing."

Big White Goose opened a box and pulled out a tiny person.

Though calling it a person was a stretch, it merely resembled one in shape.

Just looking at its stomach, bloated as if it were pregnant with octuplets, it was clear there wasn’t much kinship with humans.

Moreover, it was covered in a ring of triangular eyes.

The moment the creature saw daylight, it cursed at Big White Goose with impressive speed, akin to Red Ghost’s semi-automatic rifle.

However, Liu Zheng couldn’t understand what it was saying.

Seeing Big White Goose’s nonchalant reaction, it seemed it didn’t understand either.

But not understanding didn’t mean Big White Goose would let it off the hook.

With a grip of its fingers, Big White Goose squeezed the creature’s belly, aiming its head at Liu Zheng’s face, and pressed hard.

"Whoa!"

All of the creature’s eyes bulged as it vomited a torrent out of its mouth.

The deluge contained guts, digestive juices, half-digested, undigested, and fully digested food.

"Damn it!"

Liu Zheng also glared in anger.

If he were able to move, he would’ve pummeled the little creature until it pooped itself out.

Oh wait, it already did, no worries then.

But after calming down, his anger subsided.

After all, the real culprit behind his face being splattered was Big White Goose.

After waiting for half a minute, Big White Goose used the creature to wipe Liu Zheng’s face.

All the vomit, along with the dirt extracted from his face, were absorbed by the creature’s skin, turning it back to that big-bellied look.

Liu Zheng looked in the mirror, finding the distorted face now quite pleasing to the eye.

Because it was too clean.

It wasn’t just about removing oil or dirt at a glance, anyone would think one thing about that face.

So clean.

"Second step, concealing."

Big White Goose locked the creature back in the box and opened another one.

This time it was a fleshy stone, pointed at the top and wider at the bottom, resembling a bamboo shoot.

It stretched its wings, its tiny fingers danced about Liu Zheng’s face.

Seemingly finding an unsatisfactory spot, a feather flicked slightly and a piece of epidermis was sliced off.

Big White Goose placed that piece of epidermis on the fleshy stone, and soon, the stone began to change color, matching the epidermis perfectly.

It became smoother, more delicate, and more luscious.

The original piece of skin was absorbed by the stone and disappeared.

Big White Goose took the slice of stone skin and applied it to Liu Zheng’s face.

Without any further treatment, the stone skin merged seamlessly with his face.

Continuing this routine, Liu Zheng’s facial skin was completely replaced.

After a total of twelve steps, the makeup process was finally finished.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn’t help but shudder.

Not because it was ugly, but because it was excessively beautiful.

Beauty that transcended race and identity.

However, the thought of how that beauty was achieved made Liu Zheng want to vomit.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t.

"Good, very good,"

Big White Goose was very pleased with its handiwork.

It then helped Liu Zheng tidy up his clothes, each tug making his skin ache.

"There, you’re ready to serve customers now,"

It pointed to a rosewood door that had appeared at some unknown time.

The door bore a sign with a blue planet on it.