Universe Infinite Canteen-Chapter 637: Go in Peace

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"Great, I like people with principles," 33 said. "You see, I'm a principled person myself. My employer told me the mission had two parts, retrieve the toaster and kill all the bastards from the Pink Whale Smuggling Group, and I wouldn't miss any part."

"If you can't make decisions, then help me contact someone who can, I'll explain it to Sir M," Lao Hei screeched again.

33 put her index finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture, "Explaining isn't my job, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm a professional assassin, not a mediator, thanks."

The last two words were directed at Ma Lu, as he had just grabbed a can of Cat Pee Beer from the freezer and handed it to her.

33 was also a bit thirsty by then, took the beer and had a sip, and the next second her eyes lit up.

"Hmm? The beer from your place isn't bad at all. And how should I put it, it feels quite fresh."

"It's because it was produced just two days ago," Ma Lu replied.

"The taste is magical too, it has a softness like the fur of a small animal. I didn't expect to find good beer in such a remote place."

33 put down the beer glass and said solemnly, "I've decided; I'm going to spare your life. Just in case I need a drink next time I come here to kill someone."

"Smart move, we're the only restaurant in this plane with a Cosmic Chef," Ma Lu stated.

"You're kidding, right?" 33 scoffed, "A Cosmic Chef? In this godforsaken place? Impossible."

"Cosmic Chefs are even scarcer in the Multiverse than professional assassins, each one a living legend with followers across hundreds of planes. Why would anyone abandon their career to come here?

"And even if someone did come, how would you solve the problem of ingredients? You only have the most ordinary ingredients here, right?"

"Well, don't worry about the ingredients, I'll handle that myself, all genuine materials. If you don't believe me, try it for yourself, I'll go get you a menu," Ma Lu said.

33 took off her sunglasses, revealing blood-red pupils, "I always feel like you're up to something, Boss, but I've been on a spacecraft for so long, my stomach is really getting hungry, so let's give it a shot, you might try something sneaky with the food."

"I've told you before; I wouldn't do anything to damage my own reputation."

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Ma Lu went to the kitchen and brought back a menu.

33 took the menu, "Handwritten?"

"It's because my restaurant adjusts the menu weekly, printing would just be too wasteful."

33, hearing this, didn't ask anything more, glanced at the menu in her hand — not many items, only six, but the prices weren't cheap at all.

More expensive than a normal restaurant outside, but if there really was a Cosmic Chef, then the price was quite reasonable.

"This, this, this, and add this one," 33 tapped four times on the menu with a small pistol.

"Okay, please wait."

After ordering, 33, out of boredom, pulled out a book from her travel bag and started flipping pages as if nobody else was there.

Ma Lu, using the translation feature of the Title System, saw that the book was titled "The Art of Torture and Questioning."

Lao Hei began to tremble again, looking piteously at Ma Lu, really like an innocent JK fallen into the hands of criminals.

Boss Ma sighed and spoke again, "Studying?"

"Reviewing," 33 corrected. "I've read this book before, but it's been a while, and some details have become blurry, so I'm reading it again to avoid mistakes when it's time to act."

"You're quite diligent."

"Being diligent is a trait essential for any expert," 33 paused, turned a page, and without looking up, "If you're trying to plead for her, I'd advise you to spare your breath. I've said many times, I have no personal grudge against her; it's just a job requirement."

"There must be some other way to complete your job," Ma Lu said. "The Pink Whale Smuggling Group is wiped out, just this one left, and not many people know he's still alive. We're currently on Earth, outside the blockaded area of The Grand Alliance, barely any contact with the outside world.

"Are you suggesting I forge her death evidence and then deceive my employer?" 33 finally shifted her gaze from the professional book back to Ma Lu, "That would be an insult to my professional abilities and work ethics."

"No, I'm discussing if there's possibly a way for everyone to be happy in completing your job."

"My jobs never end happily. Even if it's the most heinous villain, his family will cry for him after I kill him," 33 stated, "By the way, the person you're waiting for won't arrive."

"What are you saying?"

"While you were in the kitchen just now, you sent a distress message to your friends, right? Unfortunately, I intercepted those messages."

33 blinked. "I've told you, I'm professional. And honestly, even if they rushed here, it wouldn't do any good."

"You're pretty confident in your ability."

"I definitely can't beat that esteemed Female Sorceress or that old wolf in direct combat, and there are quite a few tough characters in the game studio where you work part-time, but I'm confident I can escape from their hands. Even if the City Manager himself came, he wouldn't be able to catch me."

"After I escape, you'll be upset about what you've done, and then I'll follow the doctor's orders and write your name in my little notebook, targeting you.

"You won't know when, or where I'd appear, thus your life and job will be utterly disrupted, and under the threat of death, you wouldn't be able to do anything but hide miserably every day.

"No matter where you hide or how many people you ask for protection, you can't escape death in the end — that's why I'm the number one assassin in the Multiverse.

"You should thank me that I just intercepted your messages, saving your life, because I really do like the beer here and I want to try the dishes that are about to be served."

33 finished speaking, picked up her beer glass again, and sipped elegantly.

"Okay, now I believe you are professional," Ma Lu said, spreading his hands helplessly towards Lao Hei.

Lao Hei turned pale with fright, his legs trembling even more intensely.

"I, I still have to handle dealing with… with the Dimensional Pirates for the restaurant."

"Don't worry, after you die I'll just hire someone else to handle it, you needn't worry, just go peacefully."

Hearing Ma Lu's words, Lao Hei whimpered and started to cry.

It wasn't until 33 raised her little pistol again, "Don't disturb me while I'm reading," that Lao Hei quickly covered his mouth.