Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"If you accept my fruit and then my takeout, you'll be my valued customer."

“I’ll go to ‘Busy Hours’ later and deposit 1,000 yuan. When you get there, just give me my name and you can eat right away.”

He said magnanimously.

"Then you might as well just give me the money."

The mandrill muttered.

"That's okay too."

Liu Zheng took out a thousand yuan directly.

"But have you thought this through? If you take my money and then refuse to accept takeout, your house might be the one blown up."

He said in a sinister tone.

"I"

The mandrill stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its nose.

"Two thousand, I'll sign for it for two thousand."

It thought for a long time before speaking with difficulty.

"it is good."

Liu Zheng immediately took out two thousand yuan and gave it to him.

"Is this how you guys at Bloody Restaurant deliver takeout?"

The mandrill said with a strange expression.

If everyone delivers takeout like this, then the "Bloody Restaurant" should just change its name to "Money-Giving Restaurant".

"How could that be? Only I would do that."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Are all humans this individualistic in their actions?"

The mandrill originally wanted to say that he was sick, but considering that the other party was also a major benefactor, he spoke more tactfully.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Getting delivered to a bloody restaurant is bad luck, but getting a reasonable delivery guy like me is incredibly lucky. You should know how to be content, understand?"

He glanced at the other person and said.

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

The mandrill sighed and said resignedly.

"No rush. If you're willing to pay for takeout orders, you must be pretty capable, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course, back when I was still a street thug, I was invincible. If it weren't for my hat being torn, I wouldn't have gone to work in the factory."

"The mandrill said proudly."

"Your hat?"

He looked at the mandrill's hat, which indeed had many tears and blemishes, and even its hair couldn't be covered.

"Did you smash your hat?"

he asked curiously.

"Don't even mention it, we got betrayed by our own people. But that guy didn't fare any better; I threw him into a blender and turned him into dumpling filling."

"The mandrill said viciously."

Is there any special purpose to this hat?

"Why do you ask?"

"I ask warily."

"Nothing much, just pure curiosity. But if you tell me, I might be able to fix it for you. I've fixed things for a lot of people."

Liu Zheng said.

"For us mandrills, the hat is the source of our power. For other races, the hat is only good for invisibility."

The mandrill hesitated for a moment, but still told him.

"Can anyone use it?"

He became interested.

Invisibility is a great ability, on par with time stop, it's one of the two great "action movie" skills.

"Of course not, it requires the approval of our mandrill clan."

The mandrill shook its head.

Do you have any hats left? Could you sell me one?

Liu Zheng asked.

“A mandrill only has one hat, and when it dies, the hat is gone. Only through a secret method can the hat be preserved. But I don’t know this secret method, so I don’t have any hats to sell you.”

The mandrill indicated that it was unable to help.

"Alright then. How can I get your hat repaired?"

"If I could have a lot of 'meat' or a significant increase in strength, I should be able to repair it."

Mandrill replied.

"Then you should stay bad."

He rolled his eyes.

That's wishful thinking; he's even considering these things.

"Or perhaps the Weaver Spiders can also repair my hat."

The mandrill thought for a moment and then said.

"There's still some hope."

It just so happens that Red Ghost's coat also needs to be mended by Spider Weaver, so I'll get it done at the same time.

"Give me the hat, I'll go back and ask. If it can be repaired, I'll bring it back to you after it's repaired."

Liu Zheng said.

"You're not trying to trick me out of my hat, are you?"

The mandrill didn't really trust him.

"Are you an idiot? Didn't you just say I need your permission to use it? What would I need a useless tattered hat for?"

He rolled his eyes at the mandrill.

"Who knows if you weren't planning to lie and then go to other mandrills for permission?"

The mandrill pursed its lips.

"Fine, then keep wearing your lousy hat. You're already working in the factory tightening screws anyway, what's the use of such strong skills?"

Liu Zhengcai didn't tolerate its bad habits, and after saying that, he tried to stuff the takeout into its hands.

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

The mandrill quickly backed away, its smile ingratiating.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. If you want me to fix it, then give it to me. If you don't want me to fix it, then sign for the takeout and I'm leaving."

he said angrily.

"Here you go, I'll give it to you, okay?"

The mandrill took off the cap from its head and handed it to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng took the hat, but no item description popped up.

"Alright, now let's talk about compensation."

He said.

"Oh, you didn't say you wanted any payment."

The mandrill exclaimed in surprise.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm doing a charity job if I don't ask for payment?"

"I have no money, and you'd better not take my life. Don't even think about making a move on my wife."

The mandrill started acting like a scoundrel.

"I haven't even seen your wife, so why would I even consider it? I have even less interest in your money or your life."

Liu Zheng said.

"What kind of compensation do you want?"

"I want to ask you something. Do you know if there's a tutoring center in this neighborhood?"

he asked.

"Yeah, I know, so what?"

Do you know anyone inside?

"I don't know her. But a coworker's child is getting tutoring there, and I think his sister-in-law is a teacher there."

The mandrill thought for a moment and then said.

"Then could you help me find out if there's a cow or horse in the training program, and also find out how it does, and if anyone dislikes it or anything like that?"

Liu Zheng said.

Why are you asking about this?

“I’m interested in it.”

He said.

"what"

The mandrill opened its mouth wide, revealing two pairs of fangs.

"Bro, you're awesome. A kid driving a big truck, no wonder you're human."

It gave Liu Zheng a thumbs up.

"hehe."

He smiled but said nothing.

"If I find out, how can I contact you?"

The mountain demon asked.

"This is my phone number, please write it down."

Liu Zheng gave out his phone number.

"Okay, here's my number, brother, write it down too."

The mandrill also gave its number.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. Enjoy your meal."

He shoved the lunchbox into the mandrill's hand and turned to leave.

"Take care."

"boom!"

Hearing the door close behind him, Liu Zheng put away the delivery slip and stepped into the elevator.

After leaving the residential area, he got back into his pickup truck, started the engine, and quickly returned to the restaurant entrance.

“I have identified the medicine in the jar and found a way to prepare it. However, the formula may not be exactly the same as the one in the jar.”

Entering the delivery lane, Liu Zheng placed his tentacles on the wall and said.