Junkies can never get enough, they wish they could live right next to the production line.
"Stocking up takes time, just take these for now."
Liu Zheng said, lifting his eyelids.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his two tentacles, as if something had bitten them.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, what's biting me, let go, let go."
Liu Zheng grimaced in pain.
The pain was even more intense than when he was being dismembered, comparable to when Oynk was cutting "meat" from him.
"Getting angry won't help, you know how chaotic the world is now, getting some medicine is no easy task."
He said seriously.
Perhaps believing Liu Zheng's words, the delivery channel spat out his tentacles.
"Don't worry, once the channel opens up, the supply of medicine will be endless. You can come to me for more once you've finished."
Liu Zheng guaranteed.
"By the way, I have a friend who's badly injured and needs a lot of 'meat' to recover, can you help me find a way?"
