Chapter 640: Chapter 640

"You’re just bragging. Don’t think that being a delivery guy for the Bloody Restaurant means you can do whatever you want." Read full story at novel✶fire.net

"Our factory is a large one with thousands of workers, a big taxpayer. Our boss is a candidate for the city council, a big shot whom even City Hall treats with respect. You dare to bomb his factory?"

The mountain goblin scoffed.

"Looks like you know a bit about our restaurant, but just a bit."

"I’ve bombed pet shops, bombed streets, bombed office buildings, bombed nightclubs—I’ve bombed all sorts of places."

"And I’m still alive and kicking, and when I go back, they still greet me with smiles."

"Because I have lots of friends, I’m skillful, and I’m generous."

"Once you accept my fruits, and then take my deliveries, you become my premium customer."

"I’ll prepay a thousand bucks at ’Busy Hours’ later, and you just mention my name when you go in to eat."

"You might as well just give me the money."

The mountain goblin muttered.

Liu Zheng readily took out a thousand bucks.

"But think carefully, if you take my money and don’t accept the delivery, your place is the next target."

He said in a sinister tone.

The mountain goblin stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its nose.

"Two thousand, I’ll accept it for two thousand."

It thought for a long time before saying reluctantly.

Liu Zheng pulled out two thousand bucks and handed it over.

"Does everyone at the Bloody Restaurant deliver ?"

The mountain goblin asked with a strange expression.

If they all delivered , the Bloody Restaurant might as well change its name to the Cash Delivery Restaurant.

"No way, only I do it ."

"Do all humans do things with such a unique style?"

The mountain goblin originally wanted to say he was crazy, but considering the guy was also somewhat of a financial backer, it softened its tone.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Getting a delivery from the Bloody Restaurant is bad luck. Meeting a reasonable delivery guy like me is a stroke of luck. Be grateful, got it?"

He glanced at the other party and said.

"Got it. Sigh, just give me the delivery."

The mountain goblin sighed, accepting its fate.

"No rush. If you’re willing to take money to accept deliveries, you must not be weak, right?"

"Of course, back when I was roaming the streets, I was invincible across the whole street. If it weren’t for my hat being damaged, I wouldn’t have ended up working in a factory."

The mountain goblin said proudly.

He looked at the mountain goblin’s hat, which indeed had many signs of wear and tear, not even covering the hair on its head.

"Your hat got smashed?"

"Don’t bring it up. Betrayed by my own people. But that guy didn’t get off easy either; I tossed him into a blender and made him into dumpling filling."

The mountain goblin said viciously.

"Does your hat have some special use?"

The mountain goblin asked warily.

"Just curious. But if you tell me, maybe I can help you fix it. I’ve fixed a lot of things for others."

"For us mountain goblins, hats are the source of power. For other races, hats are only for invisibility."

The mountain goblin hesitated but eventually told him.

"Can anyone use them?"

He became interested.

Invisibility is a great ability, standing alongside Time Stop as the top two ’action movie’ divine techniques.

"Of course not, you need the acknowledgement of our mountain goblin clan."

The mountain goblin shook its head.

"Do you have any extra hats? Can you sell me one?"

"A mountain goblin only has one hat, and when it dies, the hat also disappears. Only through Secret Technique can the hat be preserved. But I don’t understand those techniques, so I can’t sell you a hat."

The mountain goblin expressed its inability to help.

"Alright then. So how can your hat be repaired?"

"If I can get lots of ’meat’ or greatly enhance my strength, it should repair."

The mountain goblin replied.

"Then you might as well keep it broken."

Wishful thinking; he wanted those things too.

"Or, the Spider Clan might be able to fix my hat."

The mountain goblin thought for a moment and added.

"There’s a bit of hope in that."

After all, the Red Ghost’s coat needs to be mended by the Weaving Spider Lady as well, they can take care of it together then.

"Give me your hat, and I’ll ask around when I get back. If it can be fixed, I’ll bring it back to you once it’s done."

"You’re not trying to cheat me out of my hat, are you?"

The mountain goblin didn’t trust him much.

"Are you an idiot? Didn’t you just say that you need your clan’s permission to use it? Why would I want a useless broken hat?"

He rolled his eyes at the mountain goblin.

"Who knows if you don’t plan to cheat it now and then ask another mountain goblin for permission."

The mountain goblin smirked.

"Forget it then, just keep wearing your broken hat. After all, you’re already working in a factory screwing bolts. What do you need such strong power for?"

Liu Zheng didn’t indulge its nonsense, so he started to shove the delivery into its hands.

"Oh, I was just saying. Why are you so irritable?"

The mountain goblin quickly backed away and smiled apologetically.

"Stop the nonsense, hurry up. Let me fix it or sign for the delivery so I can leave."

"Alright, alright, I’ll give it to you, okay?"

The mountain goblin took off the hat from its head and handed it to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng took the hat, and no item description appeared.

"Alright, now let’s discuss the reward."

"Ah, you didn’t mention anything about a reward earlier."

The mountain goblin said in surprise.