Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 235 Emptying Hell?

"You guys, are you the delivery guy?" Finn looked at the four people in front of him. He could sense a special power emanating from them, which was definitely not magic.

"Ugh... We're delivery drivers for a food delivery platform, not food delivery workers. Delivery drivers don't deliver people to the office." Mo Qianxun gave a very 'polite' smile.

Finn paused for two seconds: "Feeding is..."

"It means we're not looking for death."

Finn paused for two seconds, then asked, "So, are you looking for work?"

"Huh?" The four of them were completely bewildered. Looking for work? Do they mean looking for jobs?

"Didn't you just say you weren't looking for death, but for survival? How about this place? There are quite a few people here, can you take some of them with you?" Finn's face showed an expectant look.

"This..." If I remember correctly, those who can go to hell are not good people. You want us to take them with us? Are we crazy? Do you think the house is too quiet?
"No, no need, we... we can't bring anyone with us." Mo Qianxun said, subconsciously nudging Ling Feng.

Ling Feng laughed and said, "Yes, besides, everyone in your hell is your person, what would we want to do here?"

Finn's smile vanished, replaced by his previous expression: "Never mind then."

"Demon King, this is your takeout." Mo Qianxun took out Finn's takeout.

Finn tapped his finger, and the takeout orders flew automatically toward him.

Finn opened a bowl of spicy hot pot, took a deep breath, and his eyes lit up slightly: "This is interesting. I've never tasted anything like it before."

Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "This is the mala tang you ordered, it's very delicious."

Finn produced a fork in his right hand, picked up a piece of fish tofu, and put it in his mouth.

"What is this? Why can't I taste it?" Finn looked at the various dumplings inside with great curiosity.

"From the surface, it's really hard to tell what it is, but the taste is really good."

Mo Qianxun and the others had smiles on their faces. Because they were going to sell to another world, they chose the freshest and best ingredients, not the high-tech and grueling ones on the market. The taste was naturally different; they were all made with the real deal.

"I'm glad you like it. Now that we've delivered the food, we'll be leaving." This hell, it seems they don't have anything useful to use!
"Leaving so soon? I haven't even had a proper chance to entertain you yet." Finn's figure suddenly vanished from his seat.

Mo Qianxun and the other three looked around warily, wondering what was going on.
Finn suddenly appeared between Mo Qianxun and Chen Min: "Ladies, would you like to have dinner with me?"

Mo Qianxun and Chen Min almost instinctively took two steps forward and turned around together.

"No, no need, we've already eaten."

"Ah, that's such a pity." Finn's face showed a hint of disappointment. He disappeared again and reappeared sitting on his throne as before, as if he had never come down.

"My Lord Demon King, I have a question. I wonder if you know the answer?"

"Oh? You said."

"Does Your Majesty know of any recent cases of sudden and drastic changes in temperament?" Ling Feng asked, looking at the Demon King.

Finn's expression froze for a moment, then he suddenly flew towards Ling Feng, circling him once: "What do you want with him?"

"So, Lord Demon King knows?"

"Hmm... I do know such a person, but why are you looking for him?" Finn flew back to his seat, looking at Mo Qianxun and the other three with a puzzled expression. "Well, we think this person might be one of our companions, so we want to confirm it." In this world, they are all transmigrators, so they could indeed be considered companions.

"Companions? You guys?" Finn shook his head. "Doesn't seem like it."

"How to say?"

“Although I’ve only known you for less than an hour, the aura around you is purer than his. So, you’re unlikely to be companions. Could it be that you’re enemies?” Finn became even more curious.

Mo Qianxun and the others exchanged glances. It seemed that Finn and this time traveler knew each other. Could he be his friend?

"Please tell us this person's identity, Demon King. As for whether he is an ally, we will naturally have ways to determine that."

“You guys?” Finn shook his head. “I don’t know what the power you four possess is, but he is a Seraphim from Heaven. You can’t defeat him.”

"You can't say that. What if it's possible?"

Finn suddenly produced a wine glass filled with red liquid: "How about this, if you can help me clear out Hell, I'll tell you who this person is?"

"Clear?"

"hell?"

That sounds so familiar... Oh, so you're trying to emulate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? Too bad, they don't have that ability.

"Your Majesty is joking. We're just humble deliverymen, how could we possibly have the power to clear out Hell?" Ling Feng laughed and kicked the ball back.

“Joke? I’m not.” Finn gave a complicated smile. “It’s so noisy in this hell every day. I really don’t know why I became the Demon King. It’s so annoying.”

"The Demon King has supreme power in Hell, how can you say he's annoyed?"

"Ha, supreme power? Stop talking. There's a ton of work to do. Every day it's either this ghost crying out for justice or that person wanting to go back for revenge. Ha, do you really think hell is some place you can come and go as you please?"

Finn's gaze was fixed intently on the four of them.

Mo Qianxun frowned slightly. There was something strange about Finn's way of speaking.

Just then, a henchman suddenly ran in: "My Lord Demon King, something terrible has happened! Those angels are coming again!"

"This is so annoying." Finn said, and then suddenly disappeared, but his voice still echoed in the hall. "I won't keep you four company any longer."

They understood; this was a dismissal.

Lu Tao suddenly stopped the henchman who had just come in to deliver the message: "Excuse me, does this angel come to Hell often lately?"

The henchman assumed that Mo Qianxun and her three companions were honored guests of the Demon King, so he spoke frankly: "That's right. I don't know what those angels are thinking lately. They come here to fight every day. They've already killed so many angels and demons, but they still come. They're even more unreasonable than us demons."

Mo Qianxun and the other three looked even more serious. Could it be that the transmigrator had started to make a move?

"008, can you sense if there are any time travelers around here?"

008 shook its head. [Host, this world is not within my control. However, I can inquire with the Heavenly Dao of this world. But it's best if you don't have too much hope.]

(End of this chapter)