The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 374 Sword Saint's Special Delivery, Nationwide Service Available, Compensation Guaranteed for Delays!
Seeing that he hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing, Song Mang curled up her lips and said, "I just love it when you gamblers are given a little hope and think you can really do it, only to lose everything, even your underwear."

"You're the one who's hilarious!"

Ren Zihao said, "I know you have a lot of ghost money, but ghost money is completely useless in this kind of high-level dungeon! Look at the people who are already here, who cares about ghost money? Even if you throw ghost money in front of them, they won't want it."

Song Mang glanced at those people, "That's because they don't know how useful ghost money is."

"What good will it do to know? Resources in this instance are so scarce. There's no food, drink, or supplies, and the storage space is unusable. What can you buy with ghost money?"
Even if you had a paper phone and could order takeout using a weird app, no delivery driver would dare to accept the order!

Ren Zihao glanced at Song Mang's phone. "I just tried ordering takeout, and the order was canceled immediately."

Your order hasn't been cancelled yet, probably because the merchant sees a lot of takeout orders and wants to make a profit.

But even if a delivery driver accepts an order and delivers it within the area covered by the instance, they still can't deliver it here.

He cleared the Seven Stars dungeon, a dungeon that even the eerie deliveryman dared not enter casually.

He ordered takeout while in the dungeon, but the deliveryman said there was a barrier outside the dungeon that would block him. In the end, he only got to eat the takeout after clearing the dungeon.

"This is not something you need to worry about."

Song Mang discovered that she could also buy clothes on the strange app, so she selected a few pictures of sexy leather outfits.

Song Mang also showed it to Ren Zihao, "Come on, sexy milk dragon, what you need to do now is to choose a suitable hot dance leather outfit."

I think this bikini leather outfit suits you well, and paired with a black leather hood, it not only shows off your sexy figure, but after your performance you can also wear it to rob someone and steal some of your favorite energy drinks, and no one will be able to tell what you look like.

Ren Zihao: ? ? ? ?
When Ren Zihao saw Song Mang placing orders with great enthusiasm, not only buying the same bikini leather jacket as the one in the meme, but also some maid outfits, bunny girl black silk skirts and other clothes, he wanted to smash Song Mang's phone.

"What are you buying? I already said the delivery can't be brought in!"

Ren Zihao reached out to snatch Song Mang's phone, but Song Mang nimbly dodged it. "It's nothing, it's nothing. Don't be so polite with me, little man. I have plenty of money. I could buy you a hundred sexy dance costumes without any problem!"

"I haven't lost yet!"

Ren Zihao said through gritted teeth.

Song Mang had already read the random reply, "Want an Adam's apple cover? Damn it, a good man should wear an Adam's apple cover."

"Zihao, I'm serious. You're out in public, dancing in such revealing clothes. You should wear an Adam's apple brace to tone it down, so other people don't see you and say you're being indecent."

Ren Zihao: ? ? ? ? ?

Song Mang placed another order with great enthusiasm.

Ren Zihao was not far away and could vaguely see what she was browsing on her phone.

He couldn't understand how this weird app could sell such immoral and indecent things!
They have everything from milk dragon bodysuits to sexy bikini leather outfits, but how come they even have Adam's apple bras!

What the hell is this!
The way this app was created and developed is so bizarre; they've completely abandoned any sense of shame in their pursuit of making money off ghosts!
Ren Zihao's face twisted in pain, feeling that Song Mang was deliberately saying these crazy things to provoke him.

He absolutely cannot get angry!

Even if Song Mang impulsively ordered these indecent things, so what? The food delivery service simply can't get it in!

Ren Zihao stared intently at the time on his phone, planning to teach Song Mang a lesson as soon as ten minutes were up.

Song Mang then made a phone call.

"Hey, is this Bai Qi? I bought a few outfits to enter the dungeon, but the delivery guy can't get in. Can you bring them in for me? That outfit is pretty sexy, so don't rummage through it. It's not that I want to wear it, it's just that a friend of mine insists on wearing it to do a 'milk dragon dance'."

"..."

Bai Qi had no idea what the Milk Dragon Dance was, so he coldly replied with an "oh." As for why he didn't let the Sword Saint deliver it?

The Sword Saint is delivering food.
We're about to run out of time!

Time flies, and eight minutes have passed in no time, leaving only two minutes until the agreed time.

Ren Zihao's expression grew increasingly smug.

With only one minute left, Ren Zihao couldn't help but say, "See? What did I tell you? I told you we wouldn't be able to eat, and the delivery wouldn't be coming in!"

He looked at Song Mang with schadenfreude and said, "Song Mang, shouldn't you do a milk dragon dance? Everyone has been waiting here for so long, and in the end, we can't get anything to eat. You have to apologize to everyone."

As soon as the words were spoken, a powerful pressure suddenly came from the sky, and terrifying sword energy shot down, making all the human players' legs go weak.

Mr. Song's personal deliveryman has arrived!

Many people couldn't withstand the Sword Saint's overwhelming sword power for long and unconsciously collapsed to their knees.

A large area of ​​the lawn collapsed instantly.

Ren Zihao is no exception.

"Boss, the hot pot is here!"

The Sword Saint descended from the sky as a white rainbow, with a ten-meter-long broadsword floating beside him, and four or five of the largest hot pots placed on the broadsword!

"Exclusive delivery service for Sword Saints, available nationwide!"

The aroma of hot pot wafted over, its fragrant and spicy scent stimulating the human players' nostrils.

There was a snap.

The Sword Saint snapped his fingers. "Boss, I guarantee you'll be served on time! I'll compensate you if you're late!"

A large patch of blue-green will-o'-the-wisp spilled from his fingertips, igniting the hot pot placed on the broadsword!

Those hot pots were already filled with ingredients, and they smelled even better after they boiled!
Everyone stared wide-eyed in shock at the burning broadsword suspended in mid-air.

A sword can be used like this?

You sword cultivators are going too far!
The Sword Saint also carried a huge insulated box that was over a meter tall, filled with ice and boxes of beautifully arranged hot pot ingredients.

The swordsman's broadsword lay across the lawn, being used as a table.

He summoned another sword, took out all the ingredients from the insulated box, and placed them on top.

After everything was ready, he politely said to Song Mang, "Boss, dinner is ready! Oh, by the way, the lemon tea just arrived and is still outside. I'll go get it for you!"

The Sword Saint went out to get lemon tea.

After the Sword Saint left, the others stared blankly at the hot pot on the broadsword, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Ren Zihao was completely dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand why such a powerful swordsman would be strangely helping Song Mang deliver takeout!
The sword cultivator's eerie aura was at least above that of a Ghost King; he was very likely a Ghost Immortal!
How could someone so bizarre be a food delivery driver?!
Most importantly, he even used his sword to cook hot pot for Song Mang. Is that reasonable?
Isn't carrying a sword a swordsman's destiny?
While Ren Zihao was in a daze, Song Mang suddenly spoke up, "Little man, your sexy dance costume is almost here, and the other deliveryman is even faster. Get ready to start dancing!"

　Babies, I've started a new book called "After Summoning the Rebels of Heaven, I'll Take My Motherland Flying," which is also a silly monster-fighting story.

　　With the revival of spiritual energy, the female protagonist participates in a global program, summoning mythological figures such as Nezha, the Monkey King, and Erlang Shen to seize cultivation resources, causing chaos and destruction worldwide.

　　
　
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