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

Chapter 547 Liu Zheng: The driver is crazy and wants me to be the new leader

"What does this mean, Mr. Liu?"

The bald manager asked cautiously.

Generally speaking, if someone you don’t know well suddenly asks you if you have any secrets, then he or she is either a liar or a miracle doctor.

But whether it is the former or the latter, it is not good news.

"It's nothing. I don't have any other hobbies except making friends. I think you're a nice person, Manager Xu, and I want to make friends with you, so I want to give you a gift."

Liu Zheng said.

"It is an honor for me to be friends with Mr. Liu. But the money you gave me is already enough. I really don't dare to accept it."

The bald manager smiled bitterly.

He has seen countless people in his life, and has seen many dead and living people. He can't say that he is 100% sure about judging people, but he is pretty sure.

Although Liu Zheng was considerate in dealing with people and his words and actions were logical, the bald manager sensed the madness beneath his calm appearance.

Who wouldn’t be scared if a madman wanted to make friends with you?

If you don't agree, you will definitely be beheaded. If you agree, you may also be beheaded. Who can bear this?

"Then let's not talk about money. People have many worries when they reach middle age. I want to hear about your worries."

Liu Zheng patiently and persuadingly said.

"Mr. Liu, please don't embarrass me. Let me make a phone call to ask my superiors. If it doesn't work, then there's really nothing I can do. I will return the tips you gave me before."

The bald manager declined.

"also."

He didn't pursue it relentlessly.

It's not a business deal, as long as his words leave seeds, they will always sprout.

The bald manager hung up the phone, waited for more than ten minutes and called again.

"Our leaders have agreed to your request in principle, but we also have a request."

"Please say."

I'm not afraid of the lion opening its mouth wide, I'm afraid of the lion not opening its mouth, otherwise how can I ejaculate in?

"Our funeral home wants a coffin made from the trunk of the spiritual plane tree on Rose Street."

The bald manager said.

".Have you investigated me?"

Liu Zheng asked with a strange expression.

"Well, expanding customer information is also an important part of business operations."

The bald manager said tactfully.

"Then do you know that it has evolved now?"

he asked again.

"Ah? We haven't got this information yet. Has it escaped?"

The bald manager was shocked when he heard this.

"That's not the case, but it's even more delicate now, and I doubt whether our transaction is equal."

Liu Zheng said.

"Then please wait a moment, we will send someone to confirm it immediately."

The bald manager said.

"Go ahead. If you get caught, tell me my name. You might be able to save your life."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Liu."

The bald manager hung up the phone, and this time the phone didn't ring until the ghost hand crawled in.

Liu Zheng brought it two drinks and dessert, then picked up the takeout order.

“Dish: One serving of colorful jelly”

"Address: at the main entrance of Xihe Center."

"Ordered by: Deputy Director Li"

"Time limit: one hour"

"It turned out that the order from Green Culture came first."

He was slightly surprised.

But it's normal if you think about it. The boy in pajamas is just pursuing the desire for food, while Green Field Culture is pursuing tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of profits.

After eating and drinking, the ghost hand patted Liu Zheng's shoulder with satisfaction, then turned around and crawled away.

He picked up the half-empty cardboard box and walked out of the lounge.

When he opened the lunch box on the dining car, a lump of jelly as big as two fists appeared in front of him.

Although its shape and glossiness are very similar to jelly, its texture is difficult to evaluate. Not only is its transparency low, but it also contains a lot of colorful flocs. This is probably the origin of the prefix "colorful".

"Name: Colorful Essence Jelly (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect 1: Slightly restore physical strength."

"Effect 2: Improve sexual ability in a short period of time and increase the chance of pregnancy for the fertilized person (not effective for individuals who are unable to conceive or individuals who are extremely difficult to conceive, such as the immortal species)."

"Note: This miraculous food made with essences from hundreds of species will not only allow you and your partner to have a harmonious sex life, but will also bring a new baby to your family (as long as you don't care who his biological father is)."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

".It's hard to judge."

Liu Zheng's eyes twitched slightly and he put it into the legendary takeout box.

Not to mention it’s just an item of excellent quality, even if it’s of perfect quality!
Then he has to see the effects before considering whether to eat it.

Fortunately, the green light came on again and he didn't have to suffer from mental pollution again.

Liu Zheng walked to the takeaway channel but did not enter immediately. Instead, he put the cardboard box he was holding in first.

The next second, when he stepped into the passage again, he did not reach the exit directly.

"Here are the drinks and desserts I brought for you. I don't know your taste or appetite, so I just randomly picked some for you. If you are satisfied, please keep the food and spit out the carton."

He said while leaning against the wall.

If they are not satisfied, they will naturally spit out the food and the carton together.

In the darkness, there seemed to be the sound of a giant beast breathing, and also like some mechanism was operating.

Liu Zheng stretched out his hand and touched it. The cardboard box was still there, but the things inside were gone.

"It's pretty easy to keep."

He smiled and tapped the wall.

He was just about to call the driver to rent a car when his cell phone rang.

"Mr. Liu, we have confirmed that the French plane tree has indeed evolved."

The bald manager said.

"What do you say?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"In that case, all we need is the bark and branches."

The bald manager said.

"Okay. Then can you tell me what benefits I will bring first?"

"this one"

The bald manager was still a little hesitant.

"Forget it, just pretend it never happened."

He frowned.

Liu Zheng was not playing hard to get, but he really intended to give up.

He has to find someone to write elegiac couplets, ask for bark and branches from the plane trees, and even spend money to buy talismans. It would be funny if the final benefit was of no use to him.

"Okay. We have a secret technique in our funeral home that can use the luck of the person writing the elegy and the good deeds of the deceased and his ancestors to strengthen the luck of the person offering sacrifices. The shorter the duration, the stronger the effect."

The bald manager finally spoke out.

"How strong?"

"I don't know about that. We haven't tested the limits of this secret technique. Anyway, it's enough to make people win every gamble and turn misfortune into fortune."

The bald manager replied.

"Can anyone who wants to worship be accepted?"

"At least the person writing the elegiac couplet and the deceased person must agree with it from the bottom of their hearts. If you force it, it's not impossible, but the effect will be greatly reduced or even backfire."

The bald manager said.

"What happens to the person who is borrowed?"

"Once you borrow your luck and virtue, it's gone. Even if you haven't used it up, it won't be returned."

The bald manager said.

"That's quite tricky. This secret technique has a lot of restrictions. Why are you hiding it so much? It's a bit too precious."

Liu Zheng complained. "Mr. Liu may have too high a vision, but there are not many ways to change one's fortune in the metropolis, and they either have serious side effects or violate laws and regulations. It is no exaggeration to say that this secret technique of our funeral home is enough to rank in the top ten."

The bald manager said proudly.

"Okay. Do I need to charge you anything else for using this secret technique?"

"Of course it is necessary. We can give you a cost price of one million."

The bald manager said.

“It’s really not cheap.”

he sighed.

"Luck is something illusory. How much it is worth depends on how you use it."

The bald manager said.

How will Liu Zheng use it?
Of course, he would use it to play scratch cards. It was still a long way to go to the Shiwandashan Mountains, and the white-feathered chicken was eyeing him covetously. It was hard to say whether it would kill Liu Zheng if he delayed any further, but it would definitely not help him anymore.

Without the help of white-feather chickens and the kitchen, his resource leverage lost an important support point.

Apart from anything else, Liu Zheng couldn't accept the fact that he couldn't pet the calico cat.

Moreover, even if you get the dice in random order, the results may not be satisfactory.

After all, the effect does not say that the probability after scrambling will definitely be different from the original one. It is not uncommon for him to roll the dice and get a single result when he plays games.

"Who should I ask to write the elegiac couplet?"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng fell into deep thought.

The problem with the earthbound spirit is not that big. He has already become a Buddha, so what is there to be upset about? It's just a little good deed. He has no descendants, so who else can he give it to if not Liu Zheng?

But it is not so easy to borrow the luck of a living person.

Niu Daji, the vampire girl, and the cleaner should be willing to lend it, but with their luck, they can only win the second prize at best.

Although Fisherman, Shajiang and French Plantain are strong, their luck may not be that prosperous.

After all, they are either prisoners or wanted criminals, and the French plane tree has two life-and-death disasters waiting for it.

Among the people he knows, there are only a few who are strong enough, have stable status, and each one is more difficult to deal with than the other.

"Are you looking for a novelist? Or a red ghost?"

Liu was hesitating between the two candidates.

There is no need to say much about the novelist's luck. As a lady of high status, a best-selling author, and a homebody, she will basically not face any misfortune.

Not to mention the Red Ghost, who was able to survive despite losing the power struggle and can even threaten the current regime. This is not only a proof of strength, but also a manifestation of luck.

Look at the Empire, which also competed with the City Hall for the world. Now only a colonel is left, and he has been hired by the Bloody Restaurant to work as a driver. The difference is obvious.

"Let's find the Red Ghost first."

Liu Zheng made a decision quickly.

Anyway, he had to go to the plane tree to ask for bark and branches, so it was just a matter of convenience.

If that doesn't work, he still has time to contact the novelist.

After calling the driver to rent a car, Liu Zheng quickly walked out of the takeaway channel. The familiar Koenigsegg One-1 was parked outside.

"where to?"

The driver asked, holding the steering wheel.

"Go straight to Rose Street."

He said.

Anyway, that "Steamed Oedipus's Foot" won't deteriorate in the system space, so it'll be in time to send it next time.

"it is good."

The driver didn't say much and just stepped on the accelerator all the way to the destination.

"Only a tank can handle the way you drive."

Liu Zheng pushed open the car door and retched.

At this speed, let alone a car crash, even a pile of bird droppings could destroy the car and kill people.

"I was already very slow. If it weren't for you, this car wouldn't have had a chance to land."

The driver said proudly.

"You were actually a staff officer in the Air Force, right?"

He said with empty eyes.

"I don't like those sissies who can only throw bombs from a high position. Only the collision and bombardment of armored vehicles are the romance of soldiers."

The driver said with disdain.

"Wouldn't it be more romantic to hit each other with sticks and rocks?"

Liu Zheng complained.

"Of course not. The premise of romance is efficiency and integrity. What you are talking about is a fight between primitive people."

the driver said.

"That's pretty rigorous. By the way, are you the only one left here, Colonel?"

he asked curiously.

"Probably. There may be some survivors, but their condition is probably not much better than mine."

the driver said.

"And what about your supreme ruler?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The original leader has died heroically, there is no doubt about that."

The driver replied immediately.

"Not like those wimpy gray animals."

As if knowing what Liu was thinking, he immediately added.

"Ok."

"And I see the shadow of the original leader in you, Liu Zheng."

The driver said suddenly.

"Ah I?"

He couldn't believe it.

"That's right. They are equally energetic, bold and careful, simple-minded, and well connected. Even their twisted calmness when angry is so similar."

The driver said in a daze.

"Hi! Adolf!"

The driver suddenly raised one hand and stretched it forward.

As his finger pointed at himself, Liu Zheng felt as if countless hands were reaching out to him.

Behind the raised palms are countless pairs of expectant eyes.

They were hungry for food, beer and jobs.

Mixed among these expectant eyes are even more fervent and greedy eyes, they desire wealth, power and glory.

As long as Liu Zheng made a promise, they would become his sword and plowshare to conquer every piece of land for him.

"I can't promise anything."

Facing those outstretched hands, he shook his head firmly.

Food, beer and jobs, these town halls can give them.

As for wealth, power and glory, he had none of them himself, but gave them his head.

Faced with Liu Zheng's rejection, the expectation in those eyes quickly turned into disappointment, and the disappointment quickly turned into despair.

And born out of despair is the rage to destroy everything, including themselves.

Faced with the impending wave of public backlash, Liu Zheng's response was simple.

He simply raised his tentacles and blinded his own eyes.

As those hands and gazes disappeared into the darkness, the shouts like a landslide and tsunami also faded away.

"Colonel, please don't test me. I really have no intention of reviving the empire."

Liu Zheng sighed.

If someone kept bullying him like this, he would have turned against them long ago.

But the driver was usually pretty easy to get along with, and he saved him many times, so he could only complain.

"The Red Ghost is not just the Red Ghost, and the Colonel is not just the Colonel. We have inherited the legacies of many people, and we are inevitably influenced by their wills."

The driver replied.

"Then you can always say sorry, right?"

".sorry."

The driver said after a long silence.

"Okay, I forgive you. If you do this again next time, I will be angry with you."

Liu Zheng patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the plane tree.

(End of this chapter)