Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng nodded.

The chip wasn't considered an item by the system, so he could only put it in the legendary delivery box.

"Very good, absolutely do not take it out before leaving the border."

The ox and horse gave instructions.

"If we can't take it out, how will we use it later?"

he asked.

"No need, it will work automatically."

The ox and horse shook their heads.

"Row."

"The outside world isn't necessarily safer than the metropolis, so if you find it unbearable, you can come back. But before you come back, be sure to throw away the chip."

"The ox and horse said."

"Okay, I remember."

"Ah."

The cattle and horses seemed a little tired; after responding, they lay back down on their haystacks.

This time, without needing a Sudoku magazine, the snoring started very quickly.

However, it didn't sleep for long; about two hours later, the phone rang.

"Yes, boss."

It answered the phone, then quickly hung up.

"The boss wants you to go find her."

After saying that, the ox and horse closed their eyes again.

Liu Zheng tiptoed out of the lounge and took the elevator to Si Xue's office.

It still features the classic lava backdrop, but instead of a towering platinum throne, there's now a large bathtub atop the lava.

Si Xue lay in the molten gold, her hands resting on the edge of the bathtub, with half of her outer circle protruding above the liquid gold.

"come over."

She waved to Liu Zheng, who immediately jogged over.

"Give me a massage."

Si Xue gave the order.

"Okay, boss, where would you like to press?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Where do you want to press?

Si Xue said with a half-smile.

"Go ahead and massage my head; I'm a professional head therapist."

His gaze swept over the outer circumference stained with the gold liquid and landed on Si Xue's head.

"Then press it."

Si Xue closed her eyes.

"Okay, boss."

The four tentacles each have their own function: two press on the top of the head, and two press on the neck.

"It seems I underestimated your abilities."

Si Xue suddenly said.

"I was just informed by someone from the city hall that there will be an opportunity to go abroad for procurement tomorrow, and they mentioned your name."

Liu Zheng didn't say anything, he just focused on massaging.

"That's fine, I'll have a few days of peace and quiet once you're gone."

Si Xue didn't need him to speak.

"I've already spoken to Napoleon and asked him to send someone from the kitchen to go with you. They'll contact you later."

she continued.

"Good boss."

Liu Zheng finally spoke.

Si Xue lifted one foot, and on her fair and plump foot, a drop of golden liquid swayed slightly.

"Lick it down."

she ordered.

Chapter 238 Si Xue's Reward

Without hesitation, Liu Zheng held Si Xue's feet and licked them.

The molten gold, reaching temperatures of over a thousand degrees, burned through his tongue. He endured the pain and swallowed it before it burned through his chin.

The burns spread from the esophagus to the stomach, and finally stopped.

However, the heat carried by the liquid gold has been almost completely consumed, since it is only the size of a soybean.

The burned areas healed quickly, and Liu Zheng coughed a few times, spitting out some charred flesh and blood.

However, he still felt warm inside.

The power carried by the golden liquid did not seem to have disappeared, but rather it had been contained.

"It will sense your thoughts, and once you have the idea of ​​staying outside the border and act on it, it will burn you to ashes."

Si Xue put her foot down and said calmly.

"But if you run into trouble, you can use it to get by."

"thank you boss."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

He had no intention of staying outside the border; at most, he would settle the transaction directly.

So this thing is purely an employee benefit for him, with no harm whatsoever.

"Boss, how many days will this overseas procurement trip take?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Three to five days."

Si Xue said.

"Can I apply to use the reward?"

He said.

"Okay. What do you want?"

"I want to order takeout for the employee who is traveling with me on a business trip, and the delivery time should ideally be until I return from the trip."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

No one he knew knew what it was like outside the border.

Si Xue might know, but she definitely wouldn't tell him.

Therefore, the most reliable guarantee is a legendary vest that can improve all attributes, prevent rationality loss, and turn his attacks into true damage.

"Sometimes you're incredibly daring, and other times you're overly cautious."

Si Xue glanced at Liu Zheng.

"Be bold in your actions, but prepare carefully."

He said modestly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Si Xue considered for a few seconds before speaking.

Although Liu Zheng did not subjectively bomb the office building for her, he did objectively vent her anger.

Although she was under pressure from three parties and couldn't protect Liu Zheng all the time, it didn't mean she was happy to watch Liu Zheng die.

To put it bluntly, restaurants are permanent fixtures, but owners come and go.

If her subordinates become disheartened, who will be willing to help her with personal matters in the future?

"thank you boss."

This time, Liu Zheng was genuinely happy.

"Alright, get lost. I'm going to take a bath."

Si Xue said without any politeness, and then sank herself into the golden liquid.

"okay."

Since the boss said so, he promptly got out of there.

However, he did not return to the lounge because White Feather Chicken blocked him at the elevator entrance.

"follow me."

After saying that, the white-feathered chicken walked towards the kitchen.

Liu Zheng shrugged and followed it back to the kitchen.

The kitchen had already closed for the day, with only two employees on duty dozing off in a corner.

Hearing footsteps, they opened their eyes.

"Go on to sleep."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Yes, head chef."

The lizardman and the hyena closed their eyes again.

"Turns out you're not as cold-hearted as you seem."

Since he was going to run away anyway, Liu Zheng became bolder in his speech.

"Only an energetic chef can make perfect dishes. I'm just fulfilling my duties as head chef."

The white-feathered pheasant wasn't angry; instead, it offered an explanation.

"I admire you."

He said it from the bottom of his heart.

Among the heads of the three departments in the Bloody Restaurant, White Feather Chicken is the one with the most leadership qualities.

Britain has lost its madness, and cattle and horses have lost their willfulness.

The white-feathered chicken didn't respond to his praise; it simply raised its chef's hat even higher.

I walked over to the fish tank, and there was a closed cardboard box on the ground.

The white-feathered chicken lifted the lid, and the calico cat was curled up in a ball of fur, fast asleep, its purring as loud as a motorcycle engine.

A human face emerged from its back, watching them warily.

"Get up."

The white-feathered pheasant ignored him and patted the cat's head with its wing.

"Hehe, dried fish, all of them are dried fish from meow."

The calico cat twitched twice but didn't wake up; instead, it started talking in its sleep.