It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 466 Devil Fruit?

“Not peaceful”

Liu Zheng thought of Niu Ma who was called to the meeting. There couldn’t be any connection between the two, right?

It feels like the whole metropolis has become more lively since he came.

I don’t know if it’s because of his excessive self-awareness or the catfish effect of the players.

However, for a team of the size of the Mets, one or two players probably wouldn't be able to cause much trouble.

Shaking his head, Liu Zheng started the car and continued moving forward.

JJ577 said something to the man in the white shirt next to him, then waved his hand, and the men in green vests retreated to both sides of the road, making way.

"Thank you for your hard work, leaders."

He stuck his head out of the car window and greeted them, feeling a little regretful.

If he had known this would happen, he would have gone to the Bad Luck Coffee in advance to buy some drinks and desserts.

If this is a big wave of feeding, it will be a decisive blow.

Unfortunately, I can’t vote.

From a distance, Liu Zheng saw the man in the white shirt nodded.

He encountered two more rounds of inspections along the way, but neither was as loud as the previous one.

After reporting JJ577's name and using the money trick, they all passed safely.

Originally, he didn't bring anything prohibited, and the biggest prohibited item was probably himself.

After successfully arriving at the gate of the Workers' New Town, Liu Zheng turned his head and looked around, and finally found the "Busy Working Hours" fruit shop that Niu Ma mentioned.

The store looked like a normal large fruit store. He took a quick look and saw that it also sold snacks and toys.

From a visual inspection, I saw that there were four employees in the store, all wearing red and white uniforms and red and white hats with a flaming pineapple logo on them.

There was also a clerk sitting behind the cash register, wearing a yellow uniform and a yellow hat, who should be the store manager or something like that.

Liu Zheng glanced at the fruit shop's sign, which also had a burning pineapple logo on it. It looked like this should be a chain store.

He parked his car in the parking space in front of the fruit shop and walked into the store.

"Welcome to the 'Busy Hours' fruit shop. What kind of fruit would you like to buy?"

A clerk came over.

Liu Zheng took a look and saw that the other person was wearing a headgear made of fruit peel, and it was a durian.

How should I put it? He has a high tolerance for smelly foods. He can accept stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, snail noodles, and natto.

But he really can't stand the smell of durian, and feels sick when he smells it.

Once, a female colleague drank a glass of concentrated durian juice and then took a photo of Liu Zheng from behind.

When he turned around, he was almost suffocated by the breath of that female colleague.

Of course, the female colleague didn't have an easy time either, and she enjoyed a revenge-level massage afterwards.

"Is there any fruit that is more suitable for female livestock to eat?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"What kind of livestock is it? The Metropolitan Municipal Government's definition of livestock is very broad. For example, humans are a type of livestock."

Durian Head smiled.

"Are you mocking me?"

He stared at the other person and then said.

"Of course not. I was just stating a fact. If I offended you, sir, I apologize."

Durian Head still said with a smile.

"Then apologize."

Liu Zhengsi crossed his arms across his chest and said expressionlessly.

"Well, I apologize for offending you."

Durian Head said without any emotion.

"Is this the attitude of your 'busy hours' fruit shop to apologize?"

He raised his voice.

"what happened?"

The store manager with a nectarine-like hair was attracted.

"Your store clerk is very discriminatory."

Liu Zheng said.

"Oh, it's normal to have some kind of discrimination. I also discriminate against many races."

The store manager said indifferently.

The metropolitan city does not prohibit racial discrimination, but it is better to say that City Hall is the vanguard of racial discrimination.

Otherwise, with so many races abroad, why did the city hall only choose the current races to immigrate, and even exterminate one of them from time to time.

The metropolitan system of upper, middle and lower races is also a manifestation of discrimination.

"But he shouldn't have said racially discriminatory things to me."

Liu Zheng said.

"What? You kid, how many times have I told you that the customer is your father. No matter what race you are, your father is your father, do you understand? If you still don't understand, get out and find a job where you can understand."

The store manager flew into a rage and yelled at Durian Head.

"He didn't buy anything, so he's not considered a customer."

Durian Head defended.

"They are also potential customers. If you drive away potential customers like me, are we just going to rely on our old capital? Where can we rely on the old capital of these poor people in Gongren New Town?"

The store manager scolded.

"Although what you said makes sense, isn't it a bit presumptuous for you to say it in front of the guests?"

Liu Zheng was speechless for a moment.

"I was wrong, Manager. I won't do it again next time."

Durian Head said with his head down.

"I hope you really remember it. If you weren't my nephew, I would have fired you long ago. Go and clean the warehouse."

The store manager ordered.

"Wait a minute, he hasn't apologized to me yet."

He stopped the other person.

"Sir, we will only apologize to our own father."

The store manager said politely.

"Then how can I become your father?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Just go shopping. Whether he's a wild dad, a godfather, or a real dad depends on how much you buy."

The store manager smiled.

"Do you have any fruit suitable for cows or horses?"

he asked.

"Of course, do you want the expensive one or the cheap one?"

"Pick one from each of the low, medium and high levels and introduce them to us."

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay, please follow me. You, follow me, watch carefully, and learn well."

The store manager instantly entered business mode.

"Because you only want me to recommend one type, I will choose the type that best represents our brand characteristics."

He spoke very quickly but did not seem flustered, and his tone was kept at a comfortable level. He was worthy of being a store manager.

"Take a look at this."

He took Liu Zheng to a shelf and took out a fruit from a pile.

This is a fruit that looks like a pineapple, but the skin is silver-gray instead of yellow.

Moreover, it does not have a crown bud like a pineapple, commonly known as a "pineapple head", but is completely bare.

As a result, it looks not like a fruit, but a large grenade.

"what is this?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This is called an oil tank pineapple. It is a specialty product produced by our own orchard. Take a look."

The store manager scratched the surface of the oil-can pineapple with his fingernail, and a thin scratch appeared on the skin. Thick black juice slowly seeped out, and it looked like petroleum.

"As long as you eat the oil-can pineapple, fruit oil will be secreted from the pores, forming an oil film on the surface of the body, which can effectively resist the invasion of toxic gases or liquids."

The store manager introduced.

Wow, it’s also a labor protection product.

“And what about the taste?”

Liu Zheng asked.

"To be honest, the taste is just average. You can try it."

The store manager picked up the fruit knife next to him and peeled the oil-can pineapple in his hand neatly, then cut it into many small pieces, put them in the box next to him, and then picked up a piece with a toothpick and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng took the black oil can of pineapple chunks and stuffed them into his mouth.

A faint smell of gasoline and a hint of sweetness stimulated his sense of smell and taste at the same time. The chewing feeling did not feel like eating fruit, but rather like chewing a relatively soft wood core.

How should I put it? It’s not that it’s particularly unpalatable, but it’s certainly not delicious either.

“Isn’t this fruit cheap?”

he asked.

"It's really cheap. Even the lowest-paid workers can buy it regularly." The store manager nodded.

No wonder he was so generous and directly cut one for Liu Zheng to try.

"Um, are there any boxed ones?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes, eight in a box."

"Then take a box."

He thought for a moment and said.

Just because he thinks it tastes bad doesn’t mean the cow or horse thinks it tastes bad. And what if the cow or horse is engaged in a related industry?
It would be difficult to ask Niu Ma during the meeting, so I might as well buy a box and share it with others if they don’t like it.

"Okay, one box is 24 yuan."

The store manager said.

In other words, 3 yuan each is not expensive.

"Okay, let's look at the next one."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Okay, you come this way. Then you go and help the guests wrap it up."

The store manager called out as he led the way.

The shelves for the next kind of fruit were obviously upgraded from plastic to metal.

The shiny stainless steel shelves are filled with colorful fruits, which really has a hardcore aesthetic.

"This is called Dream Cucumber, and it's a specialty agricultural product from a town outside the city. Of course, I can't reveal which town it is because it involves commercial secrets."

The store manager picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to Liu Zheng.

"What did you say its name was?"

"Sweet Dream Cucumber."

The store manager repeated.

"I don't see how it relates to any character in the name."

Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain.

First of all, it doesn't look like a cucumber at all, it looks more like a hammer.

Secondly, its color is neither green nor yellow, but its handle is brown and its head is silver-gray.

No matter how you look at it, it's a hammer.

"It is said that when this fruit was first cultivated, all the fruits were yellow. Later, during the cultivation process, all kinds of colors emerged. In order to unify the name, the original color was used to call it cucumber."

“After the variety and appearance were stabilized, the town didn’t bother to change it anymore.”

The store manager explained.

"Okay. Can I try this?"

he asked.

"Okay, but you have to buy at least one after trying this, otherwise you'll have to pay for it."

The store manager said.

"What price?"

"I stabbed you."

The store manager replied.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't hurt you."

He added with a smile.

"Then I have to thank you. Let me try."

Liu Zheng said.

It was just a cucumber, he wouldn't buy it for free.

Low-end oil-tank pineapples are edible, and mid-range dream cucumbers should not be bad.

Even if it really tastes terrible, the worst that can happen is that I can just feed it to the ghost hand. It eats everything anyway.

"Ok."

The store manager cut a piece from the head of the Dream Cucumber and handed it to Liu Zheng.

He thanked me and stuffed the cucumber cubes into his mouth.

The texture is firm, which matches its appearance.

But after chewing it, the rich juice flowed in his mouth, with a slightly sweet taste, a milky aroma, and a fruity fragrance.

Although the taste is still relatively light, the flavor is already quite good.

“What effect does this have?”

Liu Zheng asked.

"This can improve a living being's sleep quality and the chances of having sweet dreams. For humans, sleeping for one hour after eating the Sweet Dream Cucumber is equivalent to sleeping for two hours normally."

The store manager said.

"What about other races?"

"It depends on which specific race it is. However, for fruits with a wide range of applications, we will only conduct experiments on humans and a few races with a larger population. After all, it would be too costly to test all races."

The store manager replied.

"Hmm. Does this have a long shelf life?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"If you keep it in the refrigerator, it will keep for about a week."

The store manager said.

"Then give me a hundred."

He thought for a moment and said.

He had seen how much cows and horses ate, but just a hammer, no, a cucumber, was not enough to fill their teeth.

Even if a cow or horse eats less than it, the difference is not much.

Even if you eat it as a snack, it's not a problem to eat seven or eight in a meal, and a hundred in a week is not a problem.

Even if you can't finish it, it's just a waste.

"Okay, but this needs to be weighed."

The store manager said.

"Weigh it, choose the bigger one, you have money to spend."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles, looking nonchalant.

"Okay. Then, someone, go to the warehouse to help the customer get the goods."

The store manager was beaming with joy.

"continue."

"Okay, please come this way."

The store manager's attitude became more enthusiastic.

Buying one hundred Dream cucumbers at one time would make you a big customer.

The shelves for high-end fruits have been taken to a higher level and are made directly of solid wood.

Although it is impossible to tell what kind of wood it is, one can tell from its crystal-clear, smooth luster and intricate patterns that it is definitely worth a fortune.

"Please allow me to introduce this fruit to you."

The store manager put on gloves and carefully picked up a fist-sized fruit from the wooden grid.

The fruit looks like a cantaloupe, except that it is covered with spiral patterns.

These spiral patterns are symmetrical on both sides, like whirlpools, attracting Liu Zheng's attention.

"and many more."

He raised his tentacles to stop the manager from saying anything else.

"You don't mean to say, this is called a devil fruit?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

"Ah, no, this is the Angel Fruit."

The store manager said.

"Angel Fruit?"

He really couldn't see what the connection was between this fruit with evil black and purple patterns and angels.

"Yes, look at these symmetrical patterns. Don't they look like angel wings?"

The store manager said attentively.

"I don't see how they look alike."

Liu Zheng said frankly.

"It doesn't matter if you can't see it, it's just a name anyway."

The store manager decisively skipped this one.

"Okay. So what does it do?"

he asked.

"Taking this fruit can effectively improve the physical fitness of female organisms and supplement the nutrients they need. The key is that if you eat a lot before pregnancy, it can also reduce the probability of conceiving an 'abnormal' embryo and improve the embryo's talent."

"Even if a pregnant woman has a genetic disease or inherited curses, black magic, spells, or other negative supernatural abilities, there is a certain chance that they can be removed."

The store manager introduced it passionately.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Why didn’t Niuma tell him about such an amazing fruit?

(End of this chapter)