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

Chapter 636 Yorozuya: Killing the Client and Still Wanting Rewards?

When Liu Zheng reappeared, he was already inside the Yorozuya.

"Your efficiency is truly amazing, delivery driver."

Yorozuya exclaimed in admiration.

It has the ability to issue tasks, and naturally, it also has the ability to confirm whether a task has been completed.

"Sigh, there's no way around it, there's just too much to do. Everything has to be done quickly, otherwise we'll never finish."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"But isn't your approach a bit too brutal? You even killed the client; how am I supposed to collect the final payment?"

Yorozuya complained.

"There's nothing I can do. He wants to kill me, and I can't just stand there and let him do it. To be frank, I think I'm worth much more than him."

He said carelessly.

"Well, that's true."

Yorozuya agreed with his statement.

"Boss of Yorozuya, shouldn't you pay me my reward?"

"You killed all your clients, and you still want payment?"

Yorozuya exclaimed in surprise.

“One thing at a time. Killing the client and completing the commission are not contradictory. Moreover, the vassal of the vassal is not my vassal, and the client’s client is naturally not my client. My client is you, not him.”

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"The vassal of a vassal is not my vassal, hmm, that makes sense. But that doesn't sound like something a food delivery driver would say."

Yorozuya said meaningfully.

"Even food delivery needs to improve its core competitiveness. If you are cultured, customers will be more polite. At least they will say 'Please leave' instead of 'Get the hell out of here'."

He shrugged.

"Haha, interesting, very interesting. Are you really not considering joining Yorozuya? I can upgrade you directly to Silver Member, which is a privilege only available to those at the level of City Hall Director or above."

Yorozuya said.

"Thank you for your kindness, but a loyal servant does not serve two masters. In my heart, there is only one sun: my boss."

Liu Zheng clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed towards the Bloodstained Restaurant, his face full of loyalty.

"Even a blood-soaked restaurant wouldn't be able to see me coming here."

Yorozuya said with narrowed eyes.

"It's okay. A good employee is one who behaves the same whether the leader is present or not."

"Okay, never mind, just take your things and leave."

The Yorozuya couldn't stand it anymore and threw the random dice in front of him.

Name: Random Dice (One-Time Use)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Randomly shuffles the order of the trigger probability of a certain item's effect."

"Note: This is the Dice Girl's pity for you unlucky players. Quickly say thank you to the Dice Girl."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Finally got it."

Liu Zheng picked up the scrambled dice and put them into his system space with satisfaction.

"See you next time, delivery driver."

The ghostly flames in Yorozuya's eye sockets surged, and a ring of fire reappeared beneath Liu Zheng's feet, teleporting him outside the black market.

"The local agents are really rude."

Liu Zheng complained.

At least Oink offered him soup, but Yorozuya wouldn't even give him a cup of tea.

Sure enough, real estate agents are ruthless.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

He called the Nile doctor.

"It's still early; the materials for the exorcism ritual have only just been prepared."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Okay, then let me know when you're done on your end."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

Where to go now?

He was momentarily confused.

To be honest, Liu Zheng has a lot to do right now.

But things that can be done by one person are not urgent, and urgent things are not suitable for one person to do.

Things like bombing lottery shops and tomb raiding, he could have easily done alone in the past.

But now that we have Niu Daji as a tank, Panda as a mage, and Liu Zheng himself as a warrior, it would be a waste not to form a perfect trio for dungeons.

I don't expect them to do much, but I hope they can at least dig him out after the blasting, just like they did with the mountain blasting this time.

"Hmm, how about we inquire about black swans first?"

Liu was pondering this in his heart.

Black Skull also contributed to the rescue of the French plane tree last time, and it was related to the request from the white goose. It's not a good thing that this smiling tiger is thinking about it.

"Shouldn't a place like a grand theater be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism and the Market Supervision Department?"

He pondered this based on his real-world experience.

"Let's call Silver Wolf and ask him first."

He picked up his phone to call Silver Wolf, but before he could finish dialing the number, Pot Mouth Soup called back.

"what happened?"

Liu Zheng pressed the answer button and then asked.

"You have completed the task you were assigned."

"That's what Guo Kou Tangzi said."

"So fast?!"

he said in surprise.

Everyone says he's efficient, but Guo Kou Tangzi's efficiency is even higher than his, which is terrifying.

“I asked around among the underworld and found out he had a lot of gambling debts. So I bought all his IOUs and beat him up under the pretense of collecting debts. He won’t be able to get out of bed for at least six months.”

"That's what Guo Kou Tangzi said."

"I really don't know if he's lucky or unlucky."

Liu Zheng was also somewhat at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

Huang Jiongjiong is lucky, if he hadn't offended the yummy, he wouldn't have been chased for debts and beaten up so quickly.

You could say he was just unlucky. As his debts piled up, his creditors didn't care about anything else and could kill him without hesitation.

"And one more thing."

"That's what Guo Kou Tangzi said."

"That's what you said."

After waiting for a long time without any further news, Liu Zheng couldn't help but urge them on.

"Boss, tell me, is there anything you can't tell the leader?"

The sound of chili peppers came from one side.

"Someone heard that Jiwei Group was going to reopen and asked me to cook a meal at his house. If he was satisfied, he would offer some help with the reopening of Jiwei Group."

After a moment of silence, Guo Kou Tangzi spoke.

"Isn't this a good thing? What, lack of confidence? Or is that person's requirements particularly high?"

Liu Zheng asked.

He told me to go alone.

Guo Kou Tangzi bit his lip and said.

"Oh~"

He got it.

It turns out that the soup at the pot's edge was that dish.

If the soup at the bottom of the pot isn't allowed to be eaten or isn't tasty enough, that person might just flip the table.

"Who is the other party?"

"All I know is that he works for the Market Supervision Department, and he's a long-lived person. He was a regular customer at our restaurant before it went out of business."

"That's what Guo Kou Tangzi said."

"You know what it's called, right?"

"He often uses the name 'Abbot' when making appointments."

Guo Kou Tangzi recalled for a moment and said.

“He’s even more flamboyant than me, and he’s already courting death. You hold him off for now, I’ll go ask around at the Market Supervision Department.”

Liu Zheng said
"it is good."

Guo Kou Tangzi hung up the phone.

"One minute they're blasting mountains and killing gods, the next they have to deal with perverts. Every day is truly full of ups and downs."

He shook his head and then called Silver Wolf.

"what's up?"

Silver Wolf answered the phone immediately.

"Brother-in-law, is there a lecherous and gluttonous immortal in the Market Supervision Department who likes to call himself the abbot?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Why are you asking about him?

“He wanted to sexually harass one of my friends, and I plan to get him to give up that idea voluntarily.”

He said.

"Is there any other information?"

Silver Wolf asked again. "No more."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Okay, I'll call you when I get news."

"Wait, brother-in-law, there's something else."

Knowing that Silver Wolf was about to hang up, he quickly stopped him.

"You said."

"Does the Grand Theater fall under the jurisdiction of your Market Supervision Department?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It falls under the jurisdiction of the Market Supervision Department, but not our Food Safety Department. Moreover, the Publicity Department is the competent authority for the Grand Theatre."

Silver Wolf replied.

"Brother-in-law, do you know anyone in the Propaganda Department?"

"I don't know them. The propaganda department is full of intellectuals who look down on us drifters."

Silver Wolf sneered.

As a formal employee of the city hall, he certainly made up for his lack of cultural knowledge, but it only reached the junior high or high school level.

In the eyes of those officials in the Propaganda Department, if one's background is not noble enough, then one must at least have a university degree to be worthy of speaking to them.

"Prejudice blinds people, but those who are blind in their hearts are truly blind with their eyes open."

Liu Zheng commented.

He wasn't trying to please Silver Wolf; he genuinely thought so.

In reality, Liu Zheng has always dealt with words and has seen too many people who quote classical texts or use trendy terms, but who actually know nothing about the world and society.

"Well, it's always good to read more books. If you have the chance, you can also get a university degree; there are many benefits."

Silver Wolf offered his advice.

"Let's wait for an opportunity."

Liu Zheng gave a perfunctory reply.

Given his situation, even studying through correspondence courses wouldn't be enough time; getting a fake certificate would be more feasible.

However, Silver Wolf reminded him that Tindaros Hound's owner, the Miniman, was a professor at the First Municipal University.

Although he doesn't study the humanities, he is a true cultural figure and should be able to connect with the Ministry of Culture and Tourism.

Since he had nothing better to do anyway, Liu Zheng took off running towards Jiahe New Residence.

He hadn't traveled on foot in a long time, and he was still getting used to it.

Fortunately, his attributes are now completely different from before; running more than ten kilometers is about the same as running five hundred meters.

"Brother Liu is here."

When the second son saw him, he greeted him warmly.

"It's your shift again today."

Liu Zheng patted him on the shoulder and casually stuffed a few hundred-yuan bills into his pocket.

"Brother Liu, what are you doing? We don't need this between us."

As he was saying "I'm going to have a second child," he reached into his pocket.

"Take it. If you don't need it, others will. You're at the age where you need money, so don't end up having to ask your brother for money to go to a hotel when you're trying to pick up a girl."

Liu Zheng held him down.

"I'm fine, thank you, Brother Liu."

After struggling for a moment, the second child finally accepted it.

"That's more like it. Is Professor Newt home?"

he asked.

“You’ve come at just the right time; he just got back two hours ago.”

The second son replied.

"How does this make you feel?"

"He's alright, he doesn't seem to be in a bad mood."

"I was thinking for a moment before I spoke," said the second son.

"That's fine. Let's go."

Liu Zheng swaggered into the residential compound and headed straight for Building 7.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

When he arrived at the door of room 1503, he gently knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The voice of the miniature people came from inside.

"It's me, Liu Zheng, the deliveryman from Bloody Restaurant, Professor Newt."

Liu Zheng replied.

The door opened, and Tindalos pounced on him, sticking out his straw-like tongue and licking his face wildly.

Wherever it licks, the flesh and blood rot and wither.

"Alright, Tindalos, be polite to your guests."

A few seconds later, the miniature man spoke up to stop him.

"I think you could have said it earlier next time."

Liu Zheng touched the hollow in his face and said resentfully.

"Disturbing my peace and quiet always comes at a price, and I'm not exactly a hospitable person. Besides, with your bloodline, this little injury is nothing. This is just how Tindalos and I cultivate our relationship."

The miniature man said calmly.

Tindalos nodded vigorously to the side.

"You can tell it's very passionate."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"Come in. Tindaros, go and pour tea for the guests."

"It is a miniature man," the miniature man commanded.

What brings you here?

Once the two were seated, the miniature man got straight to the point and asked.

"Well, I'd like to inquire about some things related to the Grand Theatre, so I've come to you, Professor, for your help."

"I don't know anyone at the Grand Theatre, and I know very little about them."

The miniature man shook his head.

"It's alright. Actually, I wanted to ask you to help me get to know the people in the Publicity Department."

Liu Zheng said.

Why are you asking about the Grand Theatre?

The miniature man glanced at him and asked.

"I have a friend who has a grudge against the black swans at the Grand Theatre."

Liu Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still selectively told him the truth.

"Such a creature exists? The Ugly Duckling? I've never heard of it before."

The miniature people became interested.

"Perhaps because after they took someone else's identity, they wouldn't reveal their secret of being the Ugly Duckling. My friend was lucky enough to escape the black swans' pursuit, which is why he found out everything."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Yes, that's possible. Perhaps there are ugly ducklings who have risen to high positions and then used their power to suppress related information."

"Let me think, which professors at the First Municipal University are birds?"

The miniature human's thoughts began to diverge.

"Ahem, it seems you're quite interested in the Ugly Duckling race, Professor?"

He boldly interrupted the other person.

"Of course, I have a feeling that I can use them as material to write a great paper."

The miniature man wasn't angry; instead, he said excitedly.

"Then why don't I catch that black swan for you, so you can learn more about them?"

Liu Zheng suggested.

"You're inciting me to commit a crime, delivery driver."

The miniature man immediately calmed down.

"No, no, no, this was my personal action and has nothing to do with you. If I had to say, you were forced to conduct research on black swans under my coercion, which should be considered an emergency avoidance measure."

he said seriously.

"If you still have concerns, I can try to make it appear as self-defense."

"Um"

The miniature man fell into thought upon hearing this.

He wasn't one to cause trouble, but he was genuinely interested in the Ugly Duckling race.

"Go to Zhengwen Pawnshop and buy me a painting by the Fauvist master Henry Claw."

The miniature man spoke.

"It's Zhengwen Pawnshop again."

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"You know this place?"

“I know. Last time I asked someone to do me a favor, they also asked me to buy something from Zhengwen Pawnshop, but I didn’t end up going.”

he replied.

The last time, I should have paid 4399 myself.

“I see. Come back to me after you’ve bought the painting, Tindaros. Show him out.”

The miniature man, Patindaros, escorted him all the way out of the neighborhood.

Of course, I also asked him to walk the dog for me.

The price, of course, was that Liu Zheng had many more wounds that healed slowly.

(End of this chapter)