Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

It seems like the Metropolitan area really is full of heavy drinkers.

But if you're going, should you use the three hours on the shopping list, or go during your food delivery time?

From a cost-effectiveness perspective, it's definitely better to go during food delivery hours. This way, you not only get the bonus from the legendary vest, but you also have a lot more time to do other things.

But since Dukang Distillery is related to dreams, the flow of time there may not be the same as in reality.

If the wine isn't sold out by the time the delivery time is over, then we're doomed.

"Let's confirm it."

Liu Zheng called the white-feathered chicken.

"what's up?"

The sound of chopping bones came from the other end of the phone.

"Head Chef, I'd like to ask if the time flow at Dukang Distillery is the same as in reality?"

he asked.

"Different."

The white-feathered chicken's answer was exactly what he expected.

"What is the specific ratio?"

Liu Zheng pressed for an answer.

“I don’t know. Sometimes when people go to buy things, they feel like a whole year has passed, but in reality only ten minutes have gone by. But sometimes when people go to buy things, they feel like only a few minutes have passed, but in reality two hours have already gone by.”

The white-feathered rooster replied.

"What if these three hours aren't enough for me?"

"If you're late for a legitimate reason, then it's fine. But if you're late because you're dawdling or running personal errands, then you're doomed."

The white-feathered pheasant said coldly.

"Okay. Oh, by the way, I also got some dill seeds, different from regular dill seeds. Are you interested?"

"What's different?"

The white-feathered chicken asked.

"It is said that the fruit is produced from dill planted by the Great Witch herself, and is imbued with her magic, making it exceptionally rich and special."

He repeated what was written in the notes.

"Wait."

The white-feathered chicken became interested and then hung up the phone.

"Open the door."

A minute later, he arrived at the door of the lounge.

"I'm coming."

Liu Zheng quickly opened the door.

"What about dill seeds?"

The white-feathered pheasant walked straight down the road.

"here."

He took out a bag of dill seeds and handed it to the white-feathered chicken.

"Hmm, this flavor is perfect for Provençal stew, and it's also a perfect match for the giant maggots of the god-like monsters."

The white-feathered chicken opened the bag, sniffed it, and a satisfied expression appeared on its face.

"As long as you're satisfied."

"what do you want?"

The white-feathered rooster tied up the bag and asked.

"I want salmon to come with me on this trip."

Liu Zheng said.

With the help of salmon, the trip to the Ten Thousand Mountains would be much more successful.

"No, there's no suitable reason."

The white-feathered pheasant refused without hesitation.

Although kitchen staff are not almost permanently stationed in the restaurant like customer service staff, their opportunities to go out are still very limited.

Aside from regular procurement tasks, everything else depends on luck.

This is also the biggest advantage of the food delivery department compared to other departments.

"Then I'd like to ask you to light the fire."

Liu Zheng then sought a less desirable alternative.

"What fire?"

"Any kind of fire will do, as long as the quality is high enough."

he replied.

"How much?"

"Not too many are needed; they're not for use against the enemy."

Liu Zheng quickly replied.

"The boss knew about this and even gave me a boost."

He added a sentence.

"okay."

Upon hearing this, the white-feathered chicken readily agreed and picked up the bag to leave.

"Head Chef, please wait a moment."

Liu Zheng quickly called out to it.

"What else?"

"Um, could you save some for me? I'd like to share some with the chef who had the soup-making competition with you last time."

He said, somewhat embarrassed.

"This is not suitable for her; it would only be a waste."

The white-feathered pheasant shook its head in refusal.

"OK then."

Just as Liu was feeling regretful, Bai Yuji took off his chef's hat and took out a piece of dried seaweed.

Liu Zheng took the seaweed, and the product description immediately popped up.

Name: A Melancholy Seaweed

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: The more depressed the consumer, the more delicious the flavor."

"Note: Waaaaah, why does everyone say I'm seaweed? I'm clearly kelp!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"You didn't let the system off the hook either."

He glanced at the name, then at the notes, and couldn't help but mentally complain.

The system can be quite mischievous at times; I wonder if this applies to all players.

"Thank you, head chef."

Liu Zheng expressed his gratitude.

The white-feathered rooster is quite magnanimous, which explains why it gets along well with cattle and horses.

"Ah."

The white-feathered pheasant nodded slightly, then strode away with its head held high.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this grandeur, look at this square strut."

He exclaimed in a loud voice, then in a low voice, "I admire you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-feathered chicken took even more square steps.

"Envious? Envious that you can be its underling?"

The large heads of the ox and horse appeared out of nowhere and spoke in an unfriendly tone.

"How could that be? Compared to you, sir, Napoleon..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Liu Zheng smiled obsequiously, but before he could finish his flattery, the white-feathered chicken suddenly flashed back to the doorway.

"Napoleon was still slightly inferior in terms of physique."

He remained expressionless and continued naturally.

"Humph."

The white-feathered chicken didn't pick a fight with him, but instead looked at the cattle and horses.

"You really are injured."

"Bullshit! I'm as fierce as a bull, where am I injured?"

The oxen and horses grumbled.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me. If you weren't injured, you would have come out to join the fun a long time ago."

The white-feathered chicken sneered.

"Is it wrong for me to become more mature?"

“You have indeed gained weight. Compared to before this newcomer came, you have gained at least 200 pounds.”

The white-feathered pheasant glanced at it and nodded.

"I haven't pooped yet. I definitely won't weigh that much after I poop."

Niu Ma said somewhat guiltily.

"Head Chef, my boss recently delivered some takeout to the garbage disposal plant."

Liu Zheng seized the opportunity to speak.

"A waste treatment plant? Great, great."

The white-feathered pheasant suddenly showed a happy expression.

"No, I didn't die in there, what are you happy about?"

The cattle and horses were somewhat bewildered by its laughter.

“If you die in there, I won’t have such good ingredients anymore. Come on, let’s go back to the kitchen.”

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

The ox and horse rolled their eyes.

Since it's already considered an ingredient, how could it possibly go to the kitchen? That would be like throwing a meat bun into a black claw – a one-way trip!

"It's just cutting off a piece of your flesh. How can your injury heal if the rotten flesh isn't removed? You don't have to go back, just let me in."

The white-feathered pheasant took a step back.

"No."