Chapter 879: Chapter 879

"Move your butt, or I’ll remove it."

The deep voice of the White Feather Chicken rang out just in time.

Niu Ma reluctantly lifted his butt.

With his claws gripping the edge of the chef’s hat, the White Feather Chicken sprang skyward with a forceful leap.

Compared to its usual majestic demeanor, the head chef looked a bit frazzled, covered in bits and pieces of various ingredients, as if it had just been paraded through the streets.

"You look good enough to be turned into a stew yourself like that."

"Do you want to be turned into a soup then?"

The White Feather Chicken shook off the bits and pieces from its body and said coldly.

Niu Ma shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Then shut up. Human, come here."

The White Feather Chicken said to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng cautiously approached it.

With a flash of the blade, two of its tentacles and a few "seaweed" strands were sliced off.

The White Feather Chicken stabbed the Dragon Scale Blade into the ground, then picked up the tentacles and "seaweed" and left the lounge without looking back.

Liu Zheng stood by the doorframe for a long time, watching until the figure completely disappeared.

"Is it really gone this time?"

He closed the door and muttered to himself.

"What are you afraid of? If it has the guts to turn around, this time I’ll strip it bald."

Niu Ma declared aggressively.

"Why didn’t you say that earlier?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"What do you know? I was just going easy on it earlier."

Niu Ma said self-righteously.

"Hehe. You should just lie down and rest, don’t go tearing open your wound again."

He glanced at Niu Ma’s big butt.

"Where are you looking, kid?"

"You’re hurt there; where else should I look?"

"You still have the nerve to say it? If it weren’t for you, would I be injured? Oh right, hurry up and pay me for the medical expenses."

"Here you go, here you go. Next time you get hurt, don’t pretend you’re fine. Are you worried I’d snatch your throne?"

He handed over the money, trying to persuade him.

"Mind your own business. It’s just a minor injury, no need to broadcast it."

Niu Ma kept being stubborn.

"Minor injury nearly took out two department heads, huh?"

Liu Zheng smirked, ignoring him.

"I’m going to purchase liquor now."

"Does that mean I have to do delivery again? Damn, who’s really its old buddy here?"

"Well, big shot, you can go if you want; I’ll write you a list of the alcohol to buy and repay you when you return."

"I’m not going; if you want to go, go yourself."

Niu Ma shook his head decisively.

It’s not foolish; going to the Du Kang Wine Workshop requires dreaming, and it’s only had a few dreams total, handing them over would mean no good sleep for it.

"But are you sure you want to go just ?"

"Have you had any nice dreams, kid?"

Niu Ma squinted at him.

"I think I might have?"

Liu Zheng replied uncertainly.

He used to sleep quite well, not only falling asleep quickly but also sleeping until morning without interruption.

Since being diagnosed with ALS, he often dreamt, but most were nightmares, with a few being strange dreams.

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"I haven’t gone, but I’ve heard in the kitchen that those who pay with nightmares for supplies come back dazed and confused. You’d better wait until you’re wearing your Legendary Armor before you go."

"Okay, thanks for the advice, big shot."

"Hmph, don’t get it wrong; I just don’t want to do the deliveries myself any longer."

Niu Ma snorted coldly.

Liu Zheng didn’t bother to call it out on its contradictory words.

But since Niu Ma said so, he gave up on the idea of using those three hours to make the purchase.

So, Liu Zheng decided to reorganize the tasks at hand.

Currently, he had three relatively urgent tasks.

First, explode the mountain at the Ten Thousand Great Mountains and eliminate Great Jiang Mountain.

Second, go to the lottery shop to buy scratch-offs, then blow up the shop and deal with the boss.

Third, rob a grave in the cemetery and find the Nine Dragons Coffin.

Although these three tasks seem unrelated, they are actually internally connected.

To buy scratch-offs at the lottery shop, Liu Zheng needed to first acquire the "Chaotic Dice" to disrupt the probability of the "Resentment Relics of the Black Carp Dragon."

Even with the "Third Grade Fortune Golden Lotus Seed," a near-max Luck Value was still not max, and a 99% probability wasn’t 100%.

To obtain the "Chaotic Dice," he had to first explode the mountain at the Ten Thousand Great Mountains and eliminate Great Jiang Mountain.

After eliminating Great Jiang Mountain, Yuan Baoer would definitely reward him generously.

And after a round of thrilling scratch-offs, he could exchange heavily at the benefit prize pool.

With these two accumulations, he would be more secure in robbing the cemetery.

"Never mind, might as well use it anyway."

Liu Zheng made his decision.

Since it can’t be opened for 24 hours anyway, it’s certain to be used at night regardless.

"Big shot, could you call the boss for me, please?"

"So annoying, always giving me more work every single day."

Niu Ma muttered irritably as it made the call.

"Boss, yes, Liu Zheng wants to talk to you. Got it, I’ll pass it on to him."

"Boss said she knows."

It hung up and said to Liu Zheng.

"Alright, thanks, big shot."

After waiting for a few minutes, Ghost Hand crawled in from outside the door.

Feeding it a piece of dried fish, Liu Zheng picked up the delivery order.

"Dish: Braised Peacock Meat"

"Address: Bloody Restaurant"

"Time Limit: 24 hours"

"Actually ordered takeout personally."

His pupils slightly widened.