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

Chapter 650 Lottery Shop, I'm Fucked!

As the saying goes, since we're already here...

Liu Zheng casually donated tens of thousands of yuan, and Panda was also forced to draw several talismans for warding off evil spirits, preventing fires, and warding off plagues.

"You scoundrel, do you really only have three days to live?"

On the way back to the new city area, Panda asked.

"You can live for at least three days, not just three days. Who taught you your Chinese?"

Liu Zheng said irritably.

"I learned it from my master."

"Then your Hun Dan Sect should add a course on verbal comprehension."

he said seriously.

"Tch, you're insulting me indirectly, don't think I can't understand."

The panda rolled its eyes.

"First of all, I know you can understand. Secondly, I didn't beat around the bush."

Liu Zheng said in a very serious tone.

Amidst the noise and commotion, they arrived at their destination.

"Lucky One" lottery shop.

Looking at the neon signs in the distance, Liu Zheng didn't drive out. Instead, he turned a corner and parked his sports car in the alley.

He took out all the items from the system space and then counted them one by one.

The strength of the city hall goes without saying, and the special operations team is the city hall's visible military force. Even if it is a retired member, their strength should not be underestimated.

Most importantly, if the target is not eliminated this time, the other side will definitely mobilize its original resources to retaliate, whether politically or militarily, which is unacceptable to Liu Zheng.

Therefore, it must be a single, decisive strike.

After taking inventory, he put the props back into the system space in order.

Go in fully armed; even a fool would know you're here to cause trouble.

"Are you ready?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I was ready long ago."

"That's what the panda said in a loud and carefree manner."

"Okay. Let's go."

With a wave of his hand, he brought the panda to the entrance of the lottery shop, then pushed the door open and went inside.

"welcome."

The shop owner, who was reading a newspaper, said casually.

He had the face of an ordinary middle-aged man, with his hair growing outwards from his ears like an eight-lane highway lined with trees on both sides.

His beer belly bulged high, pushing the black vest against the white one, causing it to curl upwards.

You don't even need to fry it over low heat; you can smell the rich, oily aroma emanating from it.

"The people from the Bloody Restaurant, what, are they here to deliver my takeout?"

The shop owner put down his newspaper, glanced at Liu Zheng's uniform, and calmly asked.

"Boss, don't misunderstand. I'm on vacation and out shopping. I just happened to come here to buy a lottery ticket."

Liu Zheng felt a chill run down his spine and quickly offered an explanation.

Judging from their calm demeanor, they are definitely not easy to deal with.

"I've never heard of employees at a bloody restaurant having holidays before."

The shop owner looked surprised.

"We always have to keep up with the times."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

“That makes sense. Unfortunately, I don’t welcome people from blood-themed restaurants here. Go buy yours from another store.”

The shop owner waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly.

"Why wouldn't you make money even if you could?"

"Young man, if you really want to make money, why not open a casino instead of a lottery shop?"

The shop owner chuckled.

"That's not necessarily the case."

He stepped forward and placed stacks of fried dough pieces in front of the shop owner.

"I'll buy all the scratch-off lottery tickets in your store, is that enough?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Why scratch-off lottery tickets?

The shop owner asked curiously.

"Because I'm impatient, I prefer results on the spot."

He gave his reasons.

"Unfortunately, I am very patient. I enjoy watching you scratch your heads while waiting for the results."

The shop owner grinned slyly.

"We're not selling scratch-off tickets. You either buy something else or you can leave."

"Boss, isn't this the wrong way you do business?"

Liu Zheng said, suppressing his anger.

"Do you think I want to do this business? Hurry up, or get out of here, or don't blame me for kicking you out."

The shop owner sneered and reached under the counter.

"Just wait for me."

He took a deep breath, pointed at the shop owner and said something harsh, then turned and left with the panda.

The shop owner's disdainful laughter came from behind me.

"You scoundrel, why are you chickening out?"

After leaving the lottery shop, Panda asked, puzzled.

Since they've said that, isn't that a perfect excuse to take action?

"Can you sense his strength?"

Liu Zheng countered with a question.

"I can't sense it. His aura is like a big lump of fat; it slips away the moment my senses touch it."

The panda shook its head.

"Hmm. What he just said was interesting. I'll ask someone about it."

He took out his phone and dialed 4399.

"what's up?"

4399 asked.

"Brother 4399, I have a question for you. If you can't answer it, just pretend I didn't ask."

Liu Zheng spoke up.

"You wait."

4399 was silent for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Alright, you can ask now."

"Does the city hall arrange for retired full-time employees to start businesses, like lottery shops or something?"

he asked.

"If a retired full-time employee is experiencing financial difficulties and voluntarily applies for retirement, it will be approved after review."

4399 replied.

"What if you're not having financial difficulties and haven't applied?"

The lottery shop owner is clearly not that kind of person.

"If someone is forced to retire early due to a mistake, but their benefits are not to be revoked, they will be given a job. Every month, someone will assess their performance. If they pass the assessment, their benefits will be paid normally; if they fail, their benefits will be delayed or canceled depending on the circumstances."

4399 replied.

Which department is responsible for the assessment?

"Personnel Department".

This time, 4399 remained silent for a long time before speaking.

Are there any people from the HR department among those allocating procurement quotas?

Liu Zheng asked again.

"Have."

"Okay, I understand, thank you 4399."

he said solemnly.

"Ah."

4399 didn't ask any questions and hung up the phone immediately.

"There's a master in the city hall."

Liu Zheng sighed.

Those who are forced into early retirement for making mistakes are obviously not law-abiding citizens, and they will certainly feel a sense of loss after losing their formal employee status.

A person who is rich, has free time, is strong, and harbors resentment would be a destabilizing element if sent into society, and even more dangerous than gang members.

Assigning them jobs and conducting regular assessments would demonstrate the city hall's benevolence, allow them to continue being managed, and also expend their energy—a win-win situation.

"Let's go, let's settle this score."

Liu Zhengda waved his hand and went back into the lottery shop.

"Pretty quick, didn't keep me waiting too long. Come on, let me see what you can do?"

The shop owner said leisurely.

This time, he didn't even bother to put the newspaper down.

"Nothing much, just planning to lighten your workload a bit," Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"You don't want to do business? Then just don't. I'll set up a stall right outside your door, give you ten yuan back for every scratch-off lottery ticket you buy, and see who still comes into your shop."

"Who are you kidding? I'll admit defeat if you can even get a scratch-off ticket."

The shop owner said dismissively.

The welfare lottery is a specialized industry; it's not something anyone can just buy.

"Then I won't sell scratch cards, I'll just give you money. Anyone who passes by and doesn't go into your shop, I'll just give them a hundred yuan."

Liu Zhenghao said with great enthusiasm.

"Then you should deliver it. It would be best to lower the price a bit, twenty yuan should be enough, then I can have some free time for a while."

The shop owner said warmly.

"Don't worry, I can send the money for a year or two without any problem. I just don't know how you're going to pass the HR department's assessment then?"

He asked with a smile.

"Who are you?"

The shop owner's expression changed instantly, and an imposing aura pressed down on Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng straightened his back and endured the pain, his joints cracking like firecrackers during the Lunar New Year.

"Ah Bao, protect the emperor!"

"Oh."

He shouted, and only then did the panda belatedly transform into its original form, using its body to shield him from the shopkeeper's oppressive aura.

"Indeed, new clothes are worse than old ones, but old friends are worse than new ones."

Liu Zheng sighed inwardly.

If it were Niu Daji, he wouldn't even need to call out; the person would block his way as soon as he entered.

"Just a deliveryman who happened to be passing by and wanted to buy a lottery ticket. But he happens to have some connections at the city hall."

He stretched his muscles and said.

"As for you."

Liu Zheng pushed the panda aside and tilted his head to look at the shop owner.

"You lottery ticket seller, I'll fuck your mother. You're just a dismissed employee, a nobody deputy section chief, what gives you the right to swagger around here?"

"Let me tell you, you didn't want to sell me scratch-off lottery tickets, right? Today you not only have to sell me the tickets, but you also have to scratch them for me yourself. Otherwise..."

He took out a gold bar and threw it on the ground with a clang.

"I'm not only going to make you fail the assessment, but I'm also going to have the HR department reinvestigate your case to see whether you should retire early or be fired outright."

Liu Zheng's voice was even more resounding than the sound of the gold bars hitting the ground.

"Bullshit, I'm clearly enjoying the treatment of a section chief."

The store manager retorted.

"Really? Thank you, now the area is even smaller. Hehehe."

He let out a triumphant laugh.

"You little bastard, you dare to scheme against me!"

The store manager finally lost his temper.

"What the hell did you call me?"

Liu Zheng roared back without fear.

"I'll kill you right now, and see how you make me fail the test."

The store manager was about to lift his hand up from below when he spoke.

"Fine, I have a purchase quota of 50 million for Dukang Distillery, which the people at the city hall are currently allocating. If you kill me now, they'll come after you for it. Guess how much you'll have to pay them?"

The wine from the 50 million Dukang Winery can be resold for at least 100 million.

If the store manager had a hundred million, why would he need to retire early? He could just spend money to settle the matter and even get a promotion and a raise.

"Are you crazy? There are lottery shops everywhere. Why don't you just buy your lottery ticket somewhere else?"

The store manager cursed.

"You're the one who's sick in the head. Did the delivery guy from the Bloody Restaurant even have a horse? What's wrong with you selling me a scratch-off lottery ticket?"

Liu Zheng retorted with a curse.

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The store manager was speechless.

Actually, he just disliked the Bloody Restaurant and wanted to enjoy the fun of making things difficult for others.

If Liu Zheng said some nice things and gave him a little prick, he might be willing to sell it.

Who knew this kid would have such a temper? I'm really going to make him suffer just to buy a scratch-off lottery ticket.

But now he can't bring himself to apologize to the shop owner.

He was once the leader of a special operations team, and he had even arrested big shots like congressmen. Making him bow down to a food delivery guy was worse than killing him.

"How about this? You don't have to sell it to me, but you can sell it to my friend, right?"

Liu Zheng suddenly spoke, and then pushed the panda forward.

"Ok?"

The store manager's expression shifted.

"Alright, I'll let it go this time since you're one of us. But if you ever speak rudely to a senior again, I'll definitely teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders."

He said with a straight face.

"Alright, Old Deng, stop lecturing me. I don't even listen to my own husband, why would I listen to you?"

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles impatiently.

"Hmph, these young people nowadays really have no respect for elders."

The store manager snorted, but became even more convinced that Liu was indeed the son of an official.

Which one do you want to buy?

He asked reluctantly.

What kinds are there?

Liu Zheng asked.

"You don't even know which types are available, so why do you still insist on smoking them?"

The store manager glared at him.

"I only wanted to try it because I've never drawn one before. Otherwise, would I even care about these prizes?"

He said confidently.

"If I were your father, I should have thrown you down the drain when you were born."

The store manager said fiercely.

"If you were my dad, I would travel back in time and kill you, even if it meant disappearing."

Liu Zheng retorted.

"There are two types of scratch-off tickets now: the old-fashioned printed paper type and the electronic type. The content of electronic scratch-off tickets is randomly generated, and theoretically the total prize pool is infinitely large, but the price is much higher than that of old-fashioned scratch-off tickets. However, the prize pool of a single electronic scratch-off ticket is the same as that of an old-fashioned scratch-off ticket."

The store manager suppressed the urge to tear him to pieces and said.

"I want an electronic scratch-off lottery ticket."

Liu Zheng said without hesitation.

"Fifty yuan per shave, how much do you want?"

"Give me five thousand yuan first."

He took out five thousand yuan and slapped it on the counter.

"Hurry up and shave, then get out of here."

The store manager took out a tablet and placed it in front of him.

"No, let me go out and absorb some of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon."

Liu Zheng turned around and left the lottery shop.

Then he took out two items from the system space: the Relic of Resentment and the Random Dice.

Name: Black Carp Dragon's Relic (One-Time Use)

Type: Item

Quality: Perfect

"Effect: There is a 99% chance of instant death after use, and a 1% chance of gaining the 'Great Fortune' status, which lasts for one hour."

"Note: I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! I hate it! I hate it!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

Name: Random Dice (One-Time Use)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Randomly shuffles the order of the trigger probabilities of specified item effects."

"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"

A heaven, a hell.

Even though he had experienced many ups and downs, he still couldn't help but feel a surge of bloodlust when faced with this extravagant gamble.

"Now is the time to witness a miracle."

Liu Zheng took a deep breath and then stuck the disordered dice onto the relic.

The disordered dice transformed into a phantom and merged into the Relic of Vengeance, which in turn instantly turned into a mosaic-like mass before returning to its original state.

"The random dice effect has been successfully activated."

A system notification sounded.

Liu Zheng couldn't wait to open the item description.

(End of this chapter)