Why Are You Yelling So Loud?

"Mr. Tree, I brought you another delivery."

When he reached the black soil, Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Don't call me Mr. Tree. It sounds awful."

The French Plane Tree said disdainfully.

"Then... Boss Dai?"

He changed how he addressed him.

"My name is Dai Lego, not Dai as my surname and Lego as my given name!"

The French Plane Tree said frantically.

"Alright, alright. Then what's your surname?"

Liu Zheng asked good-naturedly.

"My surname... What the hell does my surname have to do with you? Spit it out."

The French Plane Tree snapped in embarrassment.

Could this guy not know his own surname?

Liu Zheng was a little suspicious.

Of course, he wasn't so tactless as to expose him.

"I brought you a bottle of this. See if you like it."

Liu Zheng took out the essence extract of Red-Eyed Snake Mackerel.

"Oh, it's actually this stuff."

Dai Lego perked up.

"You know it?"

"An enema, obviously. Who wouldn't? But I heard Red-Eyed Snake Mackerel was out of stock. Where did you get it?"

Dai Lego asked.

"It came with the staff meal."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. As expected of a restaurant. They're really loaded."

Dai Lego said enviously.

"You're such a rich bumpkin. You're short on something this trivial?"

Liu Zheng said, half flattering him.

"Even landlords don't have surplus grain. Besides, whether I can get anything depends on luck. How could I be as free as a restaurant, where I can just stock whatever I want?"

"Forget anything else. If I could buy drinks myself, why the hell would I make such a losing deal with you?"

Dai Lego said wistfully.

In these past few trades, Dai Lego had basically taken small losses. The time Dai Lego traded for the Legendary Deliveryman Persona, Dai Lego had suffered a huge loss.

If there had been a better option, Dai Lego would never have done something so stupid.

"Is it really that bad? Then I'll give you this bottle of enema."

Liu Zheng said generously.

"Cut it out. I'm not falling for your trap. You humans are sinister—you demand ten times the return for every bit you give."

Dai Lego snorted.

"As expected of the genius among trees with French noble blood. My little schemes can't hide from you at all."

Liu Zheng clapped hard.

"Hmph, you've got some taste. I ate a flock of Black Death Birds yesterday, so I really do need to detox. Tell me, what do you want to trade for?"

Dai Lego asked.

"I had a bit of a conflict with the security guard at Green Laurel Garden Crazy City. Do you have anything that can deal with him?"

Liu Zheng asked.

He had successfully bluffed that guy last time, but this time might be different.

"You have the persona. What are you afraid of? If you can't beat him, can't you just run?"

Dai Lego asked strangely.

"The persona expires after I finish the delivery."

Liu Zheng explained.

"Oh, so that's how it works."

The French Plane Tree suddenly understood.

Dai Lego had always hidden the persona in the deepest part of his roots and had never taken it out to admire it, so after a while, he had somewhat forgotten.

"I do have something, but that bottle of enema isn't quite enough."

The French Plane Tree rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you say Red-Eyed Snake Mackerel was out of stock? Other enemas shouldn't be this effective, right?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Purée! Why does a human have such a good memory?"

Dai Lego said unhappily.

Markup was rather subjective, so Dai Lego hadn't exactly lied when he said the enema wasn't valuable enough.

But Liu Zheng had caught the loophole in his words, and Dai Lego couldn't forcefully deny it.

Roots dug around in the soil for a long time before finally pulling out a pair of skate shoes.

"Name: Fashionable Skate Shoes (Single-Use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Instantly glide one hundred meters away after use."

"Note: My skate shoes, fashionable, fashionable, most fashionable."

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

Two hundred meters should be enough to get out of the security guard's attack range.

Liu Zheng nodded in satisfaction and put on the skate shoes.

Honestly, wearing shoes on hooves felt really awkward.

He thought of all those cats and dogs whose owners made them wear shoes, and deeply empathized with them.

"I'm off."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost."

The French Plane Tree said impatiently, then closed his eyes.

"How about I keep you company and chat a little longer?"

Liu Zheng couldn't help teasing him.

"What's there to talk about with a human like you?"

The French Plane Tree asked with narrowed eyes.

"There aren't any other trees to talk to you, though. Come to think of it, you stay here alone every day. You must be pretty lonely, right?"

As Liu Zheng spoke, he genuinely felt a little sorry for Dai Lego.

"Heh heh, why do you think all the other trees are idiots?"

"Why?"

"Because I absorbed all their nutrients."

The French Plane Tree sneered.

"Badass. I'm leaving."

Liu Zheng gave him a thumbs-up, then stared at him without blinking.

"What are you doing?"

The French Plane Tree was baffled.

"Nothing. I just want to see what a tree will Ra after drinking an enema."

Liu Zheng said with great interest.

"Zut! If you don't get lost right now, you'll be the one Ra spits out!"

The French Plane Tree went berserk.

"You should drink more. Look at you, you've held in so much that your temper's gone foul."

Before Dai Lego could lose his temper, Liu Zheng turned and ran off on his hooves.

He awkwardly made his way to Green Laurel Garden Crazy City. The security guard on duty was still that same half-white-haired man.

He wasn't in the guard booth at the moment. He was pacing by the entrance while smoking.

The moment he spotted Liu Zheng approaching from afar, his face darkened, and he hurried back into the booth.

Liu Zheng was displeased by that. He walked over and slapped the window hard.

The security guard glanced at him sideways and ignored him.

"Hey!"

Liu Zheng swung his tentacles and began lashing wildly.

To be fair, the glass was really high quality. He whipped it for ages without leaving even a crack.

"Are you sick?"

The security guard finally couldn't take it anymore and roared.

"Why are you yelling so loud?"

Liu Zheng roared back even louder.

"What I do is none of your business. Hurry up and deliver your damn takeout."

The security guard choked on his words and said speechlessly.

"The delivery can wait. Give me a cigarette first."

"In your dreams."

The security guard refused without hesitation.

"You're so stingy, Ra. I'll pay you back with a whole pack next time."

Liu Zheng coaxed.

"I'd be a ghost if I believed you. Get lost, get lost, get lost."

The security guard said impatiently.

"You really won't give me one?"

"No."

"Fine, then."

Liu Zheng shrugged and swung his tentacles again.

This time, the rhythm was even more violent than before.

After drumming for ten minutes, the security guard finally couldn't stand it anymore. He lit three cigarettes and passed them out upside down.

"Buy one, get two free? That generous?"

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Enjoy your smoke. It'll make it easier for you to hit the road later."

The security guard said with a fake smile, his skin smiling while Flesh did not.

"How magnanimous."

Liu Zheng bit down on the cigarette holder, patted the security guard's shoulder, and headed into the residential complex.

The security guard stared fixedly at his retreating figure, his gaze filled with both anger and delight.

"Right, while the persona is still active, I might as well go check out 606."

Once inside the complex, Liu Zheng suddenly had an idea.

That woman's writing was decent, but her angle and gimmick were no good. As long as she revised it according to his advice, signing a contract definitely wouldn't be a problem.

She didn't look very rich, but even a mosquito was still Flesh.

Thinking that, Liu Zheng's hooves unconsciously turned toward Building 3A.

When he reached the door of 606, the security door had already been replaced with a new one.

He didn't really understand the residents of this strange world. Who were they trying to keep out with a door he could tear apart barehanded?

It was probably just a sense of ritual.

Liu Zheng shook his head and pressed the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

It was still that androgynous voice.

"It's me, the delivery guy from yesterday."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Ah, coming, coming."

After a burst of hurried footsteps, the door opened.

The young woman was wrapped in nothing but a bath towel, her wet long hair hanging over curves it couldn't conceal.

"Actually, you didn't need to rush so much."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he stared without blinking.