The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 66: Suck-Finger Original Flavor Chicken

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Suck-Finger Original Flavor Chicken

Niu Ma acted as though he saw nothing, lying back on his pile of straw.

Liu Zheng looked at the Ghost Hand and felt a bit uneasy.

Unable to talk, the Ghost Hand even lacked any facial expressions—how was he supposed to communicate?

But soon, the Ghost Hand started to move.

It raised a finger and pointed at the paper bag next to Liu Zheng.

The bag contained the Unlucky Coffee.

He understood what the Ghost Hand meant, then shook his head.

This cup had already been promised to the novelist.

In this world, credibility seemed quite important.

However, he had other items besides coffee.

Liu Zheng pulled a strawberry pudding from his pocket and handed it to the Ghost Hand.

He had initially saved it for himself, but he had to let it go now.

Seeing the vivid, juicy strawberries on the pudding, Liu Zheng swallowed.

Sugar is a basic human need, and studies have shown that its addictive properties rival those of tobacco and alcohol, making it a "legal drug."

Some psychologists even prescribe candies and chocolates to patients because consuming enough sugar can effectively reduce feelings of depression and sadness.

Liu Zheng felt quite depressed at the moment.

Noticing his expression, the Ghost Hand’s fingertips suddenly sprouted a sharp nail.

The eye-closed Niu Ma shivered all over, and Liu Zheng also jumped in fright.

But the Ghost Hand wasn’t trying to attack him; instead, it sliced the cup that held the pudding.

The entire pudding was perfectly divided in half.

The Ghost Hand’s palm grew a mouth again, swallowed half of the pudding along with the cup, and then casually crawled away.

Liu Zheng picked up the pudding and poured it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour strawberries combined with the smooth pudding made him smile slightly.

"You’re actually a succubus, aren’t you?"

Niu Ma couldn’t help but comment.

"Familiar as we are, be careful or I’ll sue you for slander, big shot. I am a proper ’person.’"

"Bullshit ’proper person,’ no human mingles as freely as you do; I’ve never seen one,"

Niu Ma said.

"Then you just haven’t seen one. Legendary delivery man Li mingles just as freely."

"You even know his name?"

Niu Ma’s eyes widened.

"Dai Legao told me."

"What else did that tree tell you?"

Niu Ma asked curiously.

"The rest is premium content."

Liu Zheng stretched out his tentacle.

"heitui."

Niu Ma spat out a wad of phlegm, which he dodged.

"You don’t tell, and I’m not eager to hear. But, I’d advise you, kid, not to inquire too much; the matter with Li is a bit murky,"

It advised.

"Got it."

Liu Zheng nodded in agreement.

Would it jump up in surprise if he told Niu Ma he not only knew Li was dead but had personally buried his skeleton?

However, Liu Zheng truly didn’t plan to delve deeper.

Even a Legendary delivery man had met his death, and recklessly getting involved would only have him grilled like squid.

Liu Zheng picked up the delivery order, looking at the content.

"Food item: A large portion of Lick-the-fingers Original Chicken"

"Address: Green Garden Mad City, Building 4, Apartment 606"

"Timeline: Three hours"

Seeing the three-hour timeline, he nodded in satisfaction.

The novelist was reliable, and moreover, good-looking and wealthy.

If Liu Zheng didn’t strongly suspect she had ulterior motives, he might have succumbed.

Wait a minute...

Was she trying to consume him and inherit his talent?

Thinking of how San Huamao ate its owner, Liu Zheng felt this was very likely the truth.

"Good thing I’m determined,"

He muttered to himself as he walked out of the rest room.

Looking at the delivery cart, all was well; the Ghost Hand wasn’t waiting for him.

Liu Zheng knew there would be more to the story about the skeleton, but he hoped it would come later.

As long as he could delay until he returned to reality, all the conspiracy and grand schemes wouldn’t involve him anymore.

But soon, Liu Zheng’s gaze sharpened.

Because on the meal cart, there wasn’t just a delivery box, but also a pure gold card.

"Name: Chaos Club Membership Card"

"Type: Miscellaneous"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: None"

"Remark: Courage, wisdom, health, happiness, everything you desire is within reach."

"Can be brought out of instance: No"

"Fake."

A cold and tired voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Liu Zheng was startled.

At that moment, pale flames suddenly burst forth from the gold card.

A soul-searing pain made him instinctively let go, and the gold card dropped to the floor, making a crisp clashing sound.

Liu Zheng didn’t immediately pick up the card, but looked at his own tentacle.

A gold human skull mark had appeared on it.

He stared at the mark for two seconds, then pulled out his boning knife.

With a swift motion, the tentacle with the mark was chopped off cleanly at the root.

It seemed his ingredients were of quite a high grade.

Liu Zheng stared at the tentacle; the mark on it gradually faded.

He had an ominous feeling and looked again at the tentacle he had just picked up.

Indeed, the mark slowly reappeared, in exactly the same spot.

"Fine then."

Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

If it couldn’t be removed, then so be it. He had too many troubles already; one more wouldn’t make a difference.

Liu Zheng picked up the gold card and tucked it into his pocket.

Even a membership card was of perfect quality, no wonder even City Hall couldn’t handle the Chaos Club.

He wondered what kind of dangerous den it was inside.

Of course, as curious as he was, he definitely wasn’t going to visit.

With his current strength, not to mention a dangerous den, even a toilet could drown him.

Liu Zheng opened the delivery box to check inside.

Actually, he could have just put it directly into the delivery box, but the name of the dish made him curious.

"Damn! I actually guessed it right."

When Liu Zheng saw what was in the meal box, he couldn’t help but curse.

A dozen or so different sized, variety of dicks were piled up into a heap.

Despite being wrapped in a layer of crispy pastry, the fully-featured form was immediately recognizable to him.

What had the novelist ordered last time?

Oh, he remembered now, it was Mermaid Egg Fried Rice.

She seemed to have a particular fondness for this type of food.

Was this woman really that weak in the kidneys?

Liu Zheng packed up the delivery somewhat speechlessly and walked towards the corridor.

Without Ghost Hand leading the way this time, the corridor had again become a straight path.

After leaving the restaurant, he hurriedly ran to the French Plane Tree.

"Did you get the Epoch Acorn?"

The French Plane Tree waved excitedly.

"No."

"Then what are you doing here? Scram, scram, scram."

The French Plane Tree raised its middle finger.

"Did you evolve arms just to do this?"

Liu Zheng said blankly.

After drinking Wood Elf milk, the French Plane Tree not only repaired the aging caused by Tendaros’s pee but also grew two arms.

Its face had also become much more refined, looking more like a person now.

"My arms, I’ll do what I want with them."

The French Plane Tree huffed.

"Fine. Well, my mouth’s on me, so if there’s good news I think I just won’t say it then."

Liu Zheng pretended to walk away.

"What good news, hurry up and tell me."

The French Plane Tree said excitedly.

"First, put the middle finger down."

"Tch."

The French Plane Tree drew its hand back into the trunk.

"There, now spill it."

It urged.

"The head chef is willing to give me the acorn, but I need to trade a giant mouth whale."

"What on earth is a giant mouth whale?"

The French Plane Tree asked.

"It’s this."

Liu Zheng showed it a photo.

"Never seen it."

The French Plane Tree shook its head.

Hearing this, his heart sank halfway.

But he had come all this way, so he was definitely still going to give it a try.

"I plan to go down to the sewer to try fishing, can you protect me?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don’t mind. But didn’t Niu Ma tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"The sewer is alive."

The French Plane Tree said.