It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 388: Either explode under pressure or become abnormal under pressure

"By the way, what your minister said is not wrong. When you see other people from the service department, it's best not to talk to them, just nod your head."

Xiaoji said after hesitating for a moment.

"clear."

Liu Zheng nodded.

From what he had seen and heard, the Service Department should be the department with the highest casualty rate in the Hundred Demons Bathhouse.

As the saying goes, if you don't explode under pressure, you will become distorted under pressure.

When most people can't bear the pressure, they don't have the courage to vent their anger to clients or leaders. However, they not only have the courage to vent their anger to colleagues and family members, but they are also very brave.

"Okay, I have to get busy, you can go on your way."

Xiaoji waved his hand, picked up the human skin and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

Liu Zheng looked at the intestines on the ground, thought about it and decided to put them into the legendary takeout box.

Although white-feathered chickens may not necessarily be collected, they don’t take up much space anyway.

Besides, isn't that what the pajama boy likes? If I meet him someday, maybe I can sell it to him.

Liu Zheng watched Yaoji being swallowed by the darkness at the end of the corridor before turning around and walking in the opposite direction.

This time he ignored the noise from both sides, and the guests in the barrier house might have learned the lesson from that intestine and did not take the initiative to provoke him.

Walking to the three elevators again, Liu Zheng fell into deep thought.

Logically speaking, he should definitely take the elevator that Samurai took.

But after communicating with the warrior, he became interested in the other two elevators, especially the women's elevator.

After all, being lucky is too tempting. With Liu Zheng's current abilities and connections, he doesn't even dare to imagine how big a deal he can accomplish.

It’s not that the elderly can’t use the elevator, it’s just a matter of business, he has a lot of experience in this matter.

Accompanying cows and horses can only be regarded as returning to old jobs. When Liu Zheng was in college, he earned leave notes by accompanying his counselor to play chess.

However, he really didn't feel any joy at the moment.

Liu Zheng has always been an emotionally stable person, and his mood always switches between being tired and being destroyed.

The number of times he's had joy in his life is probably about the same as the number of times he's made back his money on a scratch-off ticket.

As for how many times Liu Zheng’s scratch-off tickets have made back his investment
Don’t ask about this. Whoever asks will die.

As for sad emotions, he probably has some.

There are always things in himself in reality and in other people in the metropolis that make him sad.

"Forget it, I'll fuck you next time."

Liu Zheng looked at the crying woman, then walked towards the elevator with the angry man.

"Heavenly Sound Killing Flow - Wild Cutting of Silk Strings!"

As soon as they met, the warrior struck him with a sword.

The sword energy turned into strands of silk strings and cut towards Liu Zheng, while clear and pure music came to his ears.

"The delivery man's knife skills: a random hack!"

Although he knew it was just a formality, he still symbolically resisted.

When you are an undercover agent, you have to be professional. It would be too much if you don't even act.

The butcher knife and the boning knife were swung in front of Liu Zheng, and although there was no pattern at all, the speed was fast enough, so they still formed a defensive network.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of broken strings continued to ring out, and the true damage was equally effective on things between the tangible and the intangible.

The broken sword energy string passed by his head, taking away only a few strands of hair.

But the lower body, which had no special defense, was in a terrible state, and was cut into a bloody mess by the string-sound knife net.

This was the result after the warrior showed mercy. If he had not held back, he would probably have turned into pieces of meat.

This also reflects one of Liu Zheng’s biggest weaknesses at the moment, which is insufficient defensive capabilities.

"Flesh and Blood Rebirth" is almost invincible in a protracted war, but it is of little use in an explosive war.

He won so many fights, and "Flesh and Blood Rebirth" was only the tactical basis. What really secured the victory was the true damage of the legendary vest and various magical tools.

Of course, this sounds a bit Versailles.

After all, Liu Zheng is a new player who hasn't even finished the novice copy, but to have such strength and record is enough to make other players feel terrified.

"How's that little girl?"

After the formalities were completed, Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course she passed. That child is much more resilient than she looks. Even if I didn't let her off, she would have been able to pass."

The warrior said immediately.

"So amazing? Yeah, that's right."

He nodded slightly.

Xiao Wan’s previous performance seemed terrible, but in fact he did everything he should do.

"If my wife and child can be resurrected in the future, I would like to accept her as my disciple, so as to add some popularity to the family."

The warrior daydreamed.

"I see you don't want to take in a disciple, you want to take in a daughter-in-law, right?"

Liu Zheng exposed his thoughts.

"If she is willing, then that's fine."

The warrior said frankly.

The way of a knight is to travel thousands of miles and kill thousands of evil people.

Even if his wife and children were resurrected in the future, he would not be able to stay with them for long.

The warrior checked Xiao Wan's qualifications and found that he was a good candidate for sword practice.

Even if I can't surpass him in the future, it would be a good thing for me to stay at home and protect his wife and children.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that Liu Zheng can really save his wife and children.

If not, then the warrior will just continue to be his elevator, and there will be no need to take in a disciple.

"Why do I feel like I've been pimping all day?"

Liu Zheng muttered.

But even if the warrior said it, even if he didn't let Xiao Wan win, he would still be able to pass the test.

Although it is unlikely that he would want to take her in as his apprentice on the spot, he would definitely look at her differently.

All we can say is that everyone has his own stage. He may always be the protagonist, or he may be the protagonist everywhere, but it is impossible for him to be the protagonist everywhere at the same time.

"What did you say, sir?"

"nothing."

Liu Zheng pressed the button for the basement floor.

The elevator ride was smooth this time and there was no one else riding with me.

Speaking of which, he has never liked being in a closed space with other people. The more people there are, the more uncomfortable he feels.

So he doesn't have very high requirements in other areas, but he is willing to spend money on renting a house. Not only does he not accept sharing a house, but he must rent the largest area within his affordability.

Although cows and horses are not humans, they are not only bigger than humans, they also taste better than humans.

If delivering food wasn't so dangerous, Liu Zheng would rather stay outside than squeeze in the lounge with it.

"Ding!"

While I was thinking, I arrived at the underground floor.

"Let's go, let's talk next time."

He greeted the samurai.

"You are most welcome."

The samurai said politely.

The elevator door opened and it was pitch black outside, just like the takeaway aisle.

Liu Zheng walked out of the elevator and looked back. Only the floor display screen was still on.

He tried to touch it with his hand, but felt nothing, as if the elevator itself had been swallowed up by darkness.

So he tried pressing the up button again, and with a "ding" sound, the elevator door appeared in front of him again.

"interesting."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, what is this?"

A doubtful voice came from the warrior in the elevator.

"It's okay, I'll just try it, you go."

He waved his hand. "."

The samurai wordlessly closed the elevator door and disappeared again.

"Isn't it just an extra trip for you? You don't have to pay for the electricity. You have such a bad temper. Young people are just young people."

Liu Zheng shook his head and turned to face the darkness.

He did not move immediately, but took out the butcher knife and moved it in all directions, but sure enough, he touched nothing.

There are not even walls, so it is very easy to get lost when walking in such a space, and you may even go around in circles, which is commonly known as "ghost wall".

Of course, according to Xiaoji's reminder, he should not go around in circles, but be guided to places where he should not go.

Liu Zheng took out the coal slag from the system space.

The moment he loosened his fist, revealing the coal slag inside, a bright fire appeared not far away.

Although the cinders in his palm did not glow, they became slightly hot.

Following Shisanyao's advice, Liu Zheng walked towards the direction of the fire.

A damp and cold breath continued to come from the darkness, but with the warmth provided by the cinders, he did not feel uncomfortable.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw an iron gate standing alone.

The iron gate was not closed tightly, and the fire that Liu Zheng saw was coming from the gap in the door.

He took two quick steps and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Without even thinking, he turned around and stabbed her.

It felt like a hot knife cutting through butter. Liu Zheng took advantage of the situation and grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it horizontally again.

"Tick!"

There was a sound like water drops, and his butcher knife hit nothingness.

"Ran?"

Liu Zheng swung the knife a few more times, but didn't hit anything.

He squatted down and fumbled on the ground for a while, and finally touched a few pieces of things that felt like jellyfish skin.

However, the item description did not pop up.

So he just took it in his hand, turned around and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Liu Zheng knocked hard several times before an old voice came from the door.

"Hello, Mr. Bajio, I'm new to the massage department, and Director Shisanyao asked me to stay with you for a while."

He introduced himself.

"That Thirteenth Yao kid is really something. He knows I'm busy, but he still always asks me to help take care of his kids."

Yajo grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"That's because you're happy to take care of the child."

Liu Zheng secretly rolled his eyes.

Bajo's tone reminded him of the director of the welfare home.

The old man always told them that if the town leaders hadn't come to him and begged him, he would not have taken such a hard job when he was about to retire.

Then they said something like he must apply for a transfer next year, otherwise he would ask for early retirement.

However, the old man worked for twenty years and died in this position without ever starting to write his application.

Perhaps it is because of his existence that Liu Zheng has retained his inner principles.

"The door is not locked, come in yourself."

Hachijo continued.

"Ok."

He pushed the iron door open with force and walked in.

As soon as I entered, a wave of heat hit me.

And it's not as hot as charcoal fire, but as hot as steam.

When Liu Zheng saw the structure of the boiler room clearly, he knew the reason.

I saw a huge boiler standing in the center of the room, with countless pipes extending from it, like a heart and its blood vessels.

Surrounding the boiler are eight huge copper kettles suspended in the air, each with a pipe pointing to its bottom.

Orange flames spurted out from the nozzle, licking their hides fiercely, and the thick brass body of the kettle was also burned red.

Water vapor gushes out from the mouth of the pot, making the surroundings look like a fairyland in the clouds.

Directly in front of the boiler is a high platform covered with various mechanical devices.

On the high platform, an old man wearing old work clothes, with a thin body and a bald head, was busy.

Signs were hanging from the ceiling, and after reading them, he stretched his arm into the cabinet behind him, opened the drawer, grabbed something from it, and threw it into a copper pot.

The eight copper pots correspond exactly to the eight arms.

"That's eight."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Stay still and don't move anything. If you delay my work, I'll throw you into the furnace and burn you to ashes."

Despite his busy schedule, Hachijo still took the time to warn him.

The old man had an isosceles triangle-shaped face, an extremely thick beard under his nose, and a pair of strange eyes that looked like swimming goggles and sunglasses. He looked very funny.

"Master Hachijo, is there anything I can help you with?"

Liu Zheng asked proactively.

"What can a clumsy human like you do? Stay still and I'll give you guidance when I'm done with my work."

Yajo said impatiently.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very hardworking. And I feel bad for taking up your space here without doing anything for you."

He said.

"Do you know the medicinal herbs?"

Hachijo asked.

"do not know."

He was not interested in traditional Chinese medicine. He just knew the names and functions of many Chinese medicinal herbs from novels. But if you wanted him to really identify the herbs, that would be impossible.

"Can you make tea?"

Hachijo asked.

"Does it count as pouring boiling water and waiting for the tea to cool?"

Liu Zheng asked.

He drinks a lot of tea, but he simply doesn't like sweet drinks or plain water.

Adding some tea leaves, filling it with boiling water and waiting for it to cool down is a complete operation.

"Then do you know how to watch the boiler parameters?"

Yajo pointed to the left side of the boiler and said, there were several instrument panel-like devices installed there.

"Well, I really don't know anything."

Liu Zheng spread his hands.

It feels good when it's bad for a while, and it feels good when it's bad all the time.

"You are honest, but I still don't like young people like you who know nothing. Stay aside and don't interfere with my sight."

Eight said.

"Then you go ahead and do your work. I won't bother you anymore."

He obediently walked to the platform next to the cabinet and lay directly on the ground.

I have to say, the boiler room is really big. Even without the boiler, it is as big as three lounges.

Coupled with the nearly six-meter-high ceiling, Liu Zheng had the illusion that he was in a large auditorium.

"This kid is too lazy."

Bajo glanced at him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, he was not that angry. Compared to those naughty kids who were too smart and insisted on helping with the work, only to create a mess for him to clean up, Liu Zheng was easy to take care of.

At this moment, Hachijo's expression suddenly changed.

"Young men, come out to work!"

he shouted.

(End of this chapter)