Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

Chapter 359: Chapter 325: The Janitor’s Job (Part 2)

’Not a caregiver, or a janitor!’

But he shook the thought away in an instant!

"You despicable human, shut your mouth! Did you really think I would fall for your sweet talk?"

Wen Ying dropped the act, her expression instantly becoming placid. "Cockroach monster, are you a big admirer of our Flower Country’s culture? But you never got the chance to study it, so you just make things up as you go? Do you even know what ’sweet talk’ means?"

The cockroach monster was speechless. ...

’Is this really the time to argue about semantics?’

’How dare this despicable human look down on me!’

’Does she really think this is still the human world?’

He had planned on teaching this human a lesson she’s never forget, but now, the cockroach monster decided that wasn’t necessary!

’It would be far more delicious to just kill her here and now!’

The reckless cockroach monster once again launched an attack at Wen Ying, one it was sure would be fatal!

However, the reality was this:

Wen Ying effortlessly tore off one of the cockroach monster’s tentacles.

Although the cockroach monster, with its countless tentacles, felt a flash of pain, it vanished just as quickly.

The cockroach monster had never expected this human to be so fast!

In that single moment, a hundred of its densely packed tentacles were ripped away!

And that was only the beginning!

Perhaps its body sensed the terror of the ongoing destruction, because, to the cockroach monster’s surprise, its tentacles suddenly retracted back into its torso.

It left behind nothing but a bare cockroach body!

Wen Ying casually picked up the stool she had been sitting on and smashed it down onto the cockroach monster’s body.

The cockroach monster, which had assumed it could regenerate, was suddenly filled with a mix of fear and regret!

He could feel his body shattering, and the soul within him was breaking apart bit by bit!

’If my soul shatters, I won’t be able to revive again!’

’How can this be happening!’

Fear seized the cockroach monster, but its reaction was far too slow compared to Wen Ying’s movements.

CRACK!

The cockroach monster’s body, along with its soul, shattered completely!

Wen Ying saw the resentful look on the cockroach monster’s face. It opened its mouth, but no sound came out.

It could only perish in resentment.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

The cafeteria worker, who had been standing a short distance away, was now deathly pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He wanted to run, but in his fear, he found his legs wouldn’t move.

In his extreme terror, only his mind was still working; the rest of his body was frozen as if shackled.

’The supervisor, who was so powerful in my eyes, was just killed by this janitor.’

’It’s over, it’s over. Am I going to die here today?’

Just as his heart was pounding with anxiety, he heard the human’s voice. "What are you just standing there for? Where’s my breakfast?"

"I-I-I-I... I’ll go make it right now!"

It was as if Wen Ying’s voice gave him the will to live. He turned and ran toward the back kitchen.

’But where am I going to find that stuff in the kitchen?’

When he was human, he used to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks. Soup dumplings were his favorite.

’But I’ve never made them before!’

Fortunately, he had tried looking up recipes in his previous life and had Googled them before.

’I still have a vague memory of how to do it!’

And now, no matter his chances of success, he had to get started.

His movements were also much faster than an ordinary person’s.

Looking at the filthy kitchen, he spent three minutes cleaning it before starting to prepare the flour and soybeans.

And the filling for the soup dumplings.

There weren’t many of these ingredients, but the kitchen did have them. The small quantity was originally reserved for esteemed guests and the institution’s leaders.

These higher-ups would occasionally get a strange craving for food from the human world.

That was why the kitchen had a small stash.

The cafeteria worker began his preparations, not daring to think about what he would do if he used up all the ingredients and a leader wanted them later.

He had only one thought right now: ’Please this human woman so she doesn’t kill me.’

In less than half an hour, Wen Ying’s breakfast was served.

Staring at the blackened, over-fried dough sticks, the cafeteria worker trembled, terrified that if this human was the least bit dissatisfied, he would end up just like his supervisor.

Wen Ying stared at the food. The soy milk was barely recognizable, but as for the blackened things... other than their shape, they didn’t resemble fried dough sticks at all.

Then she looked at the soup dumplings. They were supposed to be white and plump, but these yellowish lumps looked like they had completely collapsed.

Wen Ying reached out and broke one of the soup dumplings in two.

The filling inside was a whole other disaster.