Cow-Horse did not speak after getting through, but hung up the phone directly.
After a while, a rustling sound started to sound.
Liu Zheng did not raise his head this time, so as not to disturb or anger him.
He directly took out the copied boiled mealworm and placed it on the ground.
The dark crawling sound stopped immediately, and Liu Zheng could feel Tailor Spider's burning gaze looking over his head towards the mealworms on the ground.
"It's okay, just eat. This is what I prepared for you."
he said softly.
Tailor Spider shivered, but made no other movements.
"If you're sorry, I'll close my eyes. Boss, you'll also close your eyes."
Liu Zheng said to Cow-Horse.
"There's so much shit going on."
Cow-Horse complained softly, but still closed his eyes.
He closed it too.
After a minute or two, Liu Zheng felt something hanging from the ceiling and falling to the ground.
"The sound is quite loud. It seems that I eat less often."
He smiled secretly in his heart, but his face remained calm.
The eating process of Tailor Spider is almost silent. Liu Zheng can only confirm by the sound of its saliva dripping on the floor that it is indeed eating.
Five or six minutes later, he heard the sound of the thread stretching.
Obviously, this is Tailor Spider who is ready to leave after eating.
"Please wait a moment."
Liu Zheng said quickly.
He quietly opened his eyes through an almost invisible gap and caught a glimpse of Tailor Spider frozen on his own thread.
"I have something to ask you for help. The driver wants a new uniform. Can you help me get one? The price is negotiable."
Liu Zheng said.
Vaguely, Tailor Spider seemed to be relieved, but also seemed a little embarrassed.
"The boiled mealworms just now were just a gift and are not included in the price of the uniform. If you have any conditions, you can just say it, or if you have any difficulties, you can't do business with justice."
he continued.
"Jiji."
Tailor Spider finally spoke.
"Boss, what does it say?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"It says there's not enough thread to make uniforms."
Cow-Horse translated.
"Can I apply for purchase?"
"Chi chi chi."
"It said no, the driver is not ready to be scrapped yet."
Cow-Horse Continue to translate.
scrap
So the driver is not actually a tank driver, but a tank, right?
"Then what if I want to purchase the goods myself?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Chi chi chi chi."
"Then you should buy it from its relatives, but their relatives have a bad temper. If you are not an acquaintance, they will eat it directly."
Cow-Horse translated.
It's either sociophobia or bipolar disorder. Can your family still be somewhat normal?
"Then do you have any tokens that I can take with me?"
He thought for a while and said.
"Chi chi chi."
Tailor Spider's voice seemed helpless.
"Yes, but it's useless. His relatives' minds have become even more confused since they lost a lot of money on their last investment. It's already good to be able to recognize them."
"Then if you still let it take over, won't this ruin your family's reputation?"
Liu Zheng said in confusion.
Most of the strange residents he comes into contact with are rational and able to communicate. It just depends on whether they are willing to communicate with you.
"Jiji."
"There is no way, only it can pull out that kind of thread, otherwise we would have cleared the door long ago."
"Please be sure to think of a way, there are plenty of delicious insects."
Liu Zheng bowed.
Tailor Spider seemed to be shocked by his Japanese request and did not speak for a long time.
"Chi chi chi."
"It said that if you help it get a copy of All-Insect Banquet, it can give you the shed skin to use as a disguise."
"Shedding its skin? Isn't it a spider?"
Liu Zheng said strangely.
"Who said spiders can't shed their skin?"
Cow-Horse asked rhetorically.
". OK."
Anyway, he has to go to Kitchen later, so we happened to ask together.
"Jiji."
"Next time, just let me call you directly. You don't have to tear your clothes, and it's quite troublesome to mend them. Also, if you damage your work clothes intentionally, you will be fined 500, which will be deducted from your salary."
Cow-Horse translation.
"Ok."
The fine is only 500, not to mention it will be deducted from your salary.
It's so funny, Liu Zheng has no hope of getting a salary.
There was another rustling sound, and the rest room fell silent.
"Okay, it's gone."
Cow-Horse said.
"Then I'm going to Kitchen."
Liu Zheng opened his eyes and glanced at the soup pot.
Well, no less.
"What are you looking at? Do you think I will drink your bath water?"
Cow-Horse is very dissatisfied with his distrust.
"I'm afraid it will evaporate."
He made an excuse at random, then walked out of the lounge carrying the soup pot and went straight to Kitchen.
When I opened the door curtain, waves of heat and sound rushed in my face.
Business seems to be very good today, almost all the stoves are on fire, and the chefs and helpers are busy.
But the old god White-Feather Chicken is here, patrolling everywhere in Kitchen with wings on his back.
"Napoleon boss, I'm here."
Liu Zheng shouted.
Even though he was already very loud, he was still drowned in the noise of Kitchen.
Liu Zheng strongly suspects that he will need a new pair of ears after working in this level of environment for one day.
Fortunately, White-Feather Chicken has already seen him.
It walked up to Liu Zheng, motioned for him to squat down, and then spoke in his ear.
"What are you here for?"
"The boss said that a customer ordered Black Goat's Young hotpot and asked me to serve it to you."
Liu Zheng said loudly.
"Are you going out to cause trouble again?"
"I can't help it, it's hard to deliver takeout."
He spread out his tentacles.
"Excuse, you obviously just want to cause trouble."
White-Feather Chicken said sharply.
"Ah ha ha ha."
Liu Zheng said haha.
I'm not the boss, so I don't need to explain anything.
"Then you come with me Slaughterhouse."
White-Feather Chicken said.
Large-scale ingredients such as humans and those that are relatively "dirty" will not be slaughtered in Kitchen to avoid contamination.
"Chef, do you need my help?"
Calico Cat was washing vegetables. After hearing their conversation, he twitched his ears, then turned around and offered to come.
"No, just do your own thing. The boss didn't kill him, so of course he won't die here."
White-Feather Chicken said.
Liu Zheng made a "thank you" mouth to Calico Cat.
"Oh. Hehe."
Calico Cat licked his paws sheepishly, and then continued to wash the vegetables.
"Follow me."
White-Feather Chicken carried Liu Zheng and walked inside Kitchen.
"I heard that you installed a second-hand crane for Britannia?"
it asked suddenly.
"I am only responsible for purchasing, not installation."
he corrected.
Liu Zheng is not curious about how White-Feather Chicken knew about it. Cow-Horse all had informants at the Customer Service Department, which makes no sense that White-Feather Chicken didn't.
"It bought a lot of 'consumables' from me, including you humans."
White-Feather Chicken said.
"Are you there White-Feather Chicken?"
he asked rhetorically.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole Kitchen suddenly became quiet.
Even those flames that were originally furious seemed to have become obedient.
"You want to piss me off?"
White-Feather Chicken stopped and asked slowly.
It was obviously looking up at Liu Zheng, but Liu Zheng felt that it was looking down at itself, just like an eagle looking down at the prairie dog under its paws.
However, he has long been accustomed to looking up.
"You want to anger me. Chef Napoleon, I am just your colleague, not your subordinate. I have no obligation to satisfy your evil taste."
He said calmly.
Liu Zheng Anger? Of course he Anger.
But will he take the blame on himself? No.
Now that it has become a commodity that can be purchased, the fate of those human beings has long been determined.
Which is more cruel, being tortured to death or being made into food, Liu Zheng doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.
He is just an ordinary person struggling to survive in Metropolis, and he has even become more and more inhuman in order to survive.
All he can do is record this sum, and if there is a chance, he will rip off the sling he sold to Britannia, and then stuff it into his own fart swallow.
"You will pay for your disobedience later."
White-Feather Chicken said coldly.
Kitchen is the most important department of Bloodstained Restaurant, and the authority of the head chef is absolute, even for employees in other departments.
"Don't be surprised, Mr. Chef. As you know, I'm not thinking very well and I'm sick again."
Liu Zheng said with a smile.
"Why don't you take a sip of the soup I made first to get rid of your anger."
"Soup? Are you qualified to make soup?"
White-Feather Chicken looked disdainful.
As the chef of Bloodstained Restaurant, it can tell the level of other people's cooking skills to a certain extent.
In its eyes, Liu Zheng's cooking skills are not as good as Calico Cat.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
He took out the soup pot from the takeout box.
"I don't know even if I don't try it, what you cook is just a pot of urine. Huh?"
White-Feather Chicken flaps its wings slightly to separate the aroma of the soup from the complex smell of Kitchen.
"This pot of urine, no, this pot of soup was really made by you?"
It took a deep breath with a look of disbelief.