What’s wrong with this tree?
So angry that it can’t even talk anymore?
Facing the French Plane Tree with a ghost-stricken face, Liu Zheng felt inexplicably puzzled. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel✶fire.net
"Li, this skeleton is Li, that Legendary delivery man."
The French Plane Tree exclaimed loudly.
Liu Zheng looked towards the skeleton in shock, and an item description appeared immediately.
"Name: Skeleton of the Legendary Delivery Man"
"Type: Miscellaneous"
"Note: Legendary Delivery Man Li, who in his lifetime delivered delicacies and fear to countless property owners and security guards, had the entire Bloody Restaurant succumb to his delivery punch. However, he ultimately failed."
"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"
The Legendary delivery man had actually died.
Liu Zheng felt shocked by this news.
Hadn’t Niu Ma said he was still alive? Was it lying or was it too unaware of the truth?
No, Niu Ma had only speculated that he was still alive; it didn’t know his actual whereabouts.
If this was the skeleton of the Legendary delivery man, then who was Ghost Hand?
The palm of the Legendary delivery man?
What does the failure mentioned in the note mean?
A series of questions rushed into Liu Zheng’s mind, but they all remained unanswered due to the lack of information.
"Who could have killed Li?"
The French Plane Tree gradually calmed down, then posed a question it also wanted to know the answer to.
Just one piece of Legendary Armor made Liu Zheng’s strength surge tremendously, so how terrifying would the strength of the Legendary delivery man, who had three pieces and had worked in the restaurant for over thirty years, duplicating countless dishes, have accumulated to?
Even the French Plane Tree, capable of roughing up Niu Ma, could only be forcefully bought and sold by Li Qiang.
The strength of the Legendary delivery man was definitely not less than Oynk’s.
Oynk, after slaughtering half the restaurant, could still go to the black market and brazenly conduct transactions.
There was no reason Li couldn’t run away.
Was it that he couldn’t run, or didn’t want to run?
"How did you get Li’s skeleton?"
The French Plane Tree asked.
Liu Zheng recounted the Ghost Hand incident.
"That hand, it doesn’t seem like his."
The French Plane Tree hesitated.
"Although Li had a slim figure, his hands were large, twice the size of yours when you were still human."
Those were really the fists the size of sandbags.
"Is it possible they shrunk after death?"
Liu Zheng suggested a possibility.
"Are you fucking stupid? Muscles can atrophy, but can bones shrink?"
The French Plane Tree looked at him as if he were an idiot.
In fact, Liu remembered it was possible, but also that it wouldn’t shrink that much, so he didn’t argue.
"Hey, give him to me."
After a moment of silence, the French Plane Tree said.
"Even if you didn’t say so, I was planning to bury him here,"
Although it was a Legendary quality item, and its durability was certainly top-notch, using it as a shield would probably be effective.
But considering how much the Legendary Armor had helped him, it was only right to let its previous owner rest in peace.
It was a matter of human ethics, the main reason.
The secondary reason was the fear that Ghost Hand could sense the state of the skeleton and find out he was making use of the remains, leading to it smashing his dog head.
Liu Zheng suddenly asked.
"Yes. And he was the strongest human I have ever seen,"
The French Plane Tree replied.
"Then let’s bury him next to Natasha, so he has some company,"
The roots broke through the Black Soil, revealing a small coffin.
Liu Zheng arranged the skeleton in a peaceful position and then threw it into the grave.
There was no choice—caution against the tree was necessary.
The roots retracted underground, and the grave was once again covered by Black Soil.
The Legendary delivery man was buried in such a simple fashion, not even a coffin to his name.
"I thought you really hated him, didn’t you?"
"It’s not hate, it’s loathing,"
French Plane Tree corrected.
"Yet you still buried him."
"Do you think I let you bury him here because of affection?"
French Plane Tree looked at him, shaking its head.
"Of course it’s for my collection. The Legendary delivery man’s skeleton, that’s a top-rated collectible in the whole city."
"Moreover, since I loathe him, I should keep his skeleton right before my eyes. Haven’t you heard that saying, ’I spit on your grave’?"
Liu Zheng felt as if he had somehow screwed over the Legendary delivery man.
But he didn’t have the ability to take it back, so he just had to live with his mistake.
Putting the matter of the Legendary delivery man aside, he took out the drink he had prepared.
A cup of liqueur that came with the Vampire Rat’s family-size pizza.
A high-quality item, but its effects weren’t very useful, so he gave it to French Plane Tree instead.
Dai Legao didn’t refuse, stretching a root into the cup and downing it in one gulp.
"So, what do you want to trade this time? Considering Li’s skeleton, I can give you a discount."
"I was thinking about using the sick leave you gave me, but Niu Ma told me that it would temporarily strip me of my restaurant employee status. Do you have a solution?"
"You are planning to go see the Fire Mage?"
French Plane Tree saw through his intention.
"That’s right. The Legendary delivery man is dead; without the Legendary Armor, I’ll only die faster."
"Information is not my strong suit; I’m just a tree, after all, so it’s difficult to know anything beyond this street. That Niu Ma knows much more than I do,"
French Plane Tree frankly stated.
"As for protecting you, it’s not impossible, but it’s only limited to this street."
"And it only applies to the small fry. If something like a watering truck shows up, I’d just play dead."
"Alright then. Do you have any collectibles that would suit me?"
Liu Zheng, settling for second best, continued.
"I sense the aura of the Round God cult from you."
French Plane Tree shifted the topic.
"Are you talking about this?"
He took out the token.
"That’s right. Since you’ve obtained the Round God cult’s token, why not seek their protection? They may not be as powerful as the restaurant or the black market, but the Round God cult still has some influence."
French Plane Tree suggested.
"Rather than faith, I believe more in transactions. At least products have a price, while the grace of a god is priceless."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Then there’s nothing I can do. I do have a collectible that would suit you, but you can’t afford it."
"Would it still be insufficient if I add these?"
He took out all his money.
"I don’t take money, and even if you converted all that into drinks, it wouldn’t be enough,"
French Plane Tree said.
"What about this then?"
Liu Zheng, gritting his teeth, produced the Heart of the Ocean.
French Plane Tree’s eyes widened.
"That is indeed a rare collectible with the soul of a mermaid baby imprisoned within, and it’s not even tainted by malice,"
It observed the pendant with interest.
"But, it’s still not enough."
Just when Liu Zheng thought the trade was a success, French Plane Tree shook its head again.
The Heart of the Ocean and all that money weren’t enough, which surprised him, but he also couldn’t help but feel excited.
Could it be yet another item of perfect quality?
But he had nothing else to trade.
The Legendary Armor and the Legendary Takeout Box were absolutely out of the question.
Liu Zheng’s gaze turned to the takeout box.
It seemed he could still steal takeout.