The arm severed at the root covered the woman's face.

Lifeless eyes peered through the gaps between fingers, meeting Liu Zheng's gaze.

The bluish-white skin still appeared smooth and elastic.

She must have been young, and hadn't been dead for long.

Even after numerous mental preparations, even after trying his best to become numb.

When he saw the hollowed-out abdominal cavity, his body still couldn't help but tremble.

Because of fear.

Even more because of anger.

"Let me handle this."

A hoof snatched away the bag.

Bullhorse glanced at him with an inexplicable look in its eyes.

"Go, help me roll out the dough wrappers."

It shoved Liu Zheng hard.

The tremendous force left him powerless to resist, stumbling unsteadily toward the pastry workstation.

The tremendous force left him powerless to resist, stumbling unsteadily toward the pastry workstation.

Bullhorse yelled without turning its head, carrying the bag toward the sink.

Liu Zheng watched its retreating figure, his chest heaving several times before finally calming down.

He lifted the dough and slammed it violently onto the counter.

White Feather Chicken glanced over calmly, then continued arranging plates.

Humans were like this—always easily startled at first.

They'd get used to it eventually.

If they couldn't get used to it, Bullhorse would teach them the rules.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng quickly found an outlet for his emotions.

He used four tentacles to control two rolling pins separately, multitasking as he rolled out dough wrappers.

This highly difficult operation concentrated his attention, leaving no CPU threads to think about other matters.

Sheet after sheet of dough wrappers, each only as thick as A4 paper, continuously took shape before being tossed aside by Liu Zheng.

Soon, a mountain of dough wrappers piled up on the counter.

"Stop rolling, you've made enough wrappers for next year already."

At some point, Bullhorse had arrived beside him.

Its voice snapped Liu Zheng out of his trance, and his gaze swept past Bullhorse toward the sink.

There was nothing inside.

"Stop looking, it's already stewing."

Bullhorse pointed at a pressure cooker.

"Whole Person Ginseng Soup. This pot's worth at least this much."

It raised its hoof, then awkwardly froze.

Because it could only form the number "2" with its hoof.

"Ahem, anyway, that's the general idea, you understand."

Bullhorse said without changing expression.

"Are you trying to comfort me or provoke me?"

Liu Zheng looked at it.

"Both."

Bullhorse said honestly.

"I both have high hopes for you and find you irritating. So don't give me any opportunities—stay alive."

It pushed Liu Zheng aside.

"Go back to washing vegetables."

Bullhorse said casually.

Liu Zheng gave it a deep look before returning to the vegetable washing area.

"You're back."

Calico Cat breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing his return.

"Good that you're back. That stupid bull broke the water faucet."

It complained.

"It's Bullhorse, you dumb cat!"

Bullhorse shouted loudly.

"Nyeh nyeh nyeh."

Calico Cat made a face at it.

"Sigh... what else needs washing?"

Liu Zheng took a deep breath before asking.

"Then go fish out the fish from inside there."

Calico Cat pointed to a fish tank covered with black cloth.

"Make sure to announce loudly before uncovering the cloth."

It reminded him.

"Okay."

He walked to the fish tank, his tentacles grasping the edge of the black cloth.

"I'm uncovering the cloth now."

He announced loudly.

"Everyone cover your ears!"

Calico Cat immediately called out.

All kitchen employees put down their work and covered their ears upon hearing this.

"Huh?"

Though Liu Zheng didn't know what was happening, he followed suit by stuffing his tentacles into his ear holes.

Then, he uncovered the black cloth.

A fish with a frog's head opened its eyes, then opened its mouth wide.

"Ribbit!"

A massive sound wave hit Liu Zheng head-on, causing his brain to go blank for an instant.

The water in the fish tank boiled, and cracks appeared all over the tank's surface.

"Fuck!"

Coming back to his senses, Liu Zheng instinctively cursed.

And this was with his ears covered—if they hadn't been blocked, his brains probably would have been scrambled.

He extended his tentacles into the fish tank and grabbed the frog-fish's tail.

But the frog-fish struggled violently, and the tentacles couldn't control it at all.

The more it struggled, the louder it cried.

This made the already irritable Liu Zheng even more frustrated.

In a fit of anger, he directly thrust his tentacle into the frog-fish's mouth, going straight to the stomach.

"Gack!"

The frog-fish's cries abruptly ceased.

"Go on, scream. No one will come save you no matter how much you scream."

Liu Zheng pulled it out and gave it two hard slaps.

He used so much force that he directly knocked the frog-fish unconscious.

"Having multiple hands is really nice."

Calico Cat watched this scene with envy.

They had to endure torture every time they fished out the frog-fish.

"How should this thing be processed?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Don't touch the head, just handle the other parts normally."

Calico Cat said.

"Okay."

He carried the frog-fish to the sink, then coiled around a nearby knife and began descaling it.

Liu Zheng had grown up in the countryside—killing chickens and fish were trivial matters, and he could even handle slaughtering pigs and sheep if pushed.

"Don't waste the blood and organs, you can keep them for yourself to eat."

Calico Cat licked its lips, its eyes full of desire.

Whoever washed the vegetables could eat the scraps—this was considered a small kitchen benefit.

"Okay."

He followed Calico Cat's suggestion, putting the frog-fish's blood and organs into another basin.

"Here."

Liu Zheng handed the basin to Calico Cat.

"You're not eating it?"

Calico Cat said in surprise.

"This is very expensive—even these scraps could sell for several hundred outside."

It thought Liu Zheng didn't know the frog-fish's value.

"You look like you want to eat it more than I do."

Liu Zheng said.

"Hehe."

Calico Cat washed its face embarrassedly.

"Then thank you."

"Then thank you."

"Don't think you can steal my cat like this, you scumbag!"

The man's face appeared again, filled with anger.

"I just want to build good relationships with colleagues."

"I advise you not to get too excited. You wouldn't want your cat to think you're questioning its love for you, would you?"

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"......."

The human face was rendered speechless.

"I'll tell it that this basin of fish scraps was given to it out of respect for you."

Liu Zheng said silently.

"You'd better mean what you say."

The human face similarly mouthed the words before transforming back into fur.

"So delicious."

Calico Cat lifted its head, contentedly licking its paws.

The dark red bloodstains stained the fur on its face, and combined with what it had said, sent a chill down his spine.

"Actually, it was your owner who told me to give this to you."

Liu Zheng said.

"Really? Master is so good, I love master the most."

Calico Cat said happily.

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Then it looked at Liu Zheng, its expression immediately turning gloomy.

"Stretch your tentacle over here."

The human face said.

"What for?"

"Just stretch it over when I tell you to. I'm only a face now, what are you afraid of?"

The human face said impatiently.

Liu Zheng frowned, extending his tentacle before the human face.

The human face opened its mouth, and the cat fur suddenly surged violently, piercing into Liu Zheng's flesh like steel needles.