Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Moreover, there are two such elevators.

"There are many forms of testing. Ordinary employees only need to answer those three questions and then be intimidated by the murderous aura."

"It was your answer that piqued my interest, which is why I came out in person to meet you."

"The Blood Warrior said."

"I understand, I triggered a special event."

As a seasoned RPG game player, Liu Zheng immediately thought of a suitable adjective.

"Although I don't understand what you're saying, that's roughly the gist of it."

"My friend said that your wife and children can probably be saved."

He said, clutching his chest.

"Great!"

"The Blood Warrior said excitedly."

"If you can help me revive my wife and daughter, I will repay you with my life, even if it means my death."

He bowed deeply.

"Sure. But you should still deliver on your promise of a quick sword technique first."

Liu Zheng revealed a shrewd, mercenary smile.

Chapter 381 The Richness of the Metropolitan Vocabulary

How do I know you won't go back on your word?

"The Blood Warrior said."

"Ha, only an ignorant country bumpkin like you would suspect me of cheating you out of this pittance."

Liu Zheng smiled dismissively.

"Do you know what kind of people I do business with? Heiresses from prestigious families are just small fry. Getting people out of the city hall is just routine for them. I'd be ashamed if word got out that I'd cheat you out of an elevator."

"Then why would you come to work at a rural bathhouse like ours? Isn't that a huge waste of your talent?"

"The Blood Warrior questioned."

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? I don't believe you didn't see that I came prepared, that I had a specific purpose, and that I had an ulterior motive."

He curled his lips.

"Uh"

His frank attitude made it difficult for the Blood Warrior to mock him.

"I'm a long-time employee of the bathhouse, aren't you afraid I'll expose you for saying that?"

After a long pause, the Blood Warrior spoke.

"Without the right skills, would I dare to take on such a difficult task? If I really want to leave, even if she came herself, she couldn't stop me, let alone you."

"Besides, I don't think the Hyakki Gyoza Bathhouse is more important to you than your wife and children."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

"That's true. Unfortunately, you overlooked one point."

The Blood Warrior nodded first, then shook his head.

"Which point?"

"Since that sir has appointed me as the spirit of the elevator, how could he not set rules for me?"

The Blood Warrior raised his longsword, and countless incantations appeared on its blade.

Of course, Liu Zheng couldn't understand a single word, and the system didn't translate it for him.

“These incantations are both the means by which I maintain my existence and the prison that binds my words and actions. If you hadn’t said it, I could have pretended not to know. But now, they are urging me to slay the enemies of the Hundred Ghosts.”

As the Blood Warrior spoke, the runes on his blade began to move like tadpoles.

"Who told you I'm going to be an enemy of the Hyakki Yagyō (Hundred Demons)?"

He asked curiously.

"Ah? Didn't you just say that you came prepared, with a specific purpose and ulterior motive?"

The Blood Warrior repeated the idiom he had just struggled with.

"Yes, but I didn't say I had any designs on the Hundred Ghosts Parade."

Liu Zheng put his hands on his hips and said.

"And who are you, sir?"

"Let me ask you this first, you don't seem to have any good feelings towards her, do you?"

"Of course not. How could such a greedy and stingy person be fit to be the owner of a bathhouse?"

"The Blood Warrior said decisively."

"She wouldn't even spend money to install air conditioning in the elevator."

"Huh? You need to install air conditioning?"

He looked puzzled.

"That's natural. Elevators are like our physical bodies, so the sensations we experience in elevators will naturally be reflected back to us."

“My floor button has been rusty for a long time. I have reported it to the general affairs department many times, but she has refused to replace it for me, saying that it is still usable as long as it is.

"It really pisses me off!"

The Blood Warrior wore an expression of resentment.

"Uh, I'll offer my condolences for you for three seconds. By the way, do you usually chat with the other two elevators?"

Liu Zheng asked with some curiosity.

"That's natural. However, I don't get along with those two, so we haven't talked much. In the past hundred years, we've probably only talked a few dozen times."

The Blood Warrior nodded.

"And those two ladders."

His lips twitched slightly, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

It's no wonder it's a metropolis; it always manages to enrich its vocabulary.

On the other hand, they only talked a few dozen times in a hundred years, which is equivalent to not talking at least once a year.

Considering how close their "workstations" are, they can be described as the most familiar strangers.

"So how should we deal with the two of them?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Since we're already here, we should try to learn as much information as possible.

He might not be able to use the Blood Warrior elevator all the time, so it's good to be prepared in case he's forced to use one of the other two.

"That old man is easy to deal with. You just need to tell him some interesting stories to make him laugh."

The Blood Warrior thought for a moment and then said.

"It's a bit difficult. I'm usually very serious, and they all say I have no sense of humor."

Liu Zheng scratched his head and said.

"I think they're just too funny."

Blood Warrior really wanted to say that, but he held back out of politeness.

"If there's nothing interesting to do, playing chess with him can please him. Of course, it's best not to win."

After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"What kind of chess? How good are you at it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Shogi, Xiangqi, and Go are all acceptable. If you play shogi well, you can be considered a master. Xiangqi is next, you can only be considered an intermediate player. Go is next, you are only a beginner."

"However, this person is particularly fond of Go, and every time we chat, he will pull me by the hand to play a few games."

"The Blood Warrior said."

"Well, another one who loves to play even when they're bad at the game."

He raised an eyebrow and said.

They should really bring cattle and horses to the bathhouse street; they'd probably have a lot in common with this old man's elevator.

"As for that woman, she's a bit of a problem."

The Blood Warrior frowned, as if recalling some unpleasant memories.

"That woman loved to hear sad stories, and the sadder the story, the more she cried."

"However, her crying can wear down a person's luck, and the louder the crying, the stronger the effect."

"It can even bring bad luck and cause someone to die suddenly on the same day."

He said.

"Why don't we just talk about something less sad?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That's impossible. If what the visitor says isn't sad enough, she'll use her skills to make meeting her the saddest thing for the visitor."

The Blood Warrior said with a wry smile.

"Good grief, so you're creating sadness where there isn't any? You're just playing the villain."

He clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Who can deny it? Every time we chat, she likes to pick on my sore spots. And since she's a woman, I can't argue with her too much even if I'm unhappy, which is really a headache."

"Therefore, I can only reduce the frequency of casual conversations to avoid getting annoyed by what I hear."

The Blood Warrior said with an unyielding expression.

"So what you mean by incompatible personalities is actually incompatible personalities with her, right?"

“That’s true. Although the old man is eccentric, he’s quite pleasant to talk to when he’s not playing chess. It’s just that the woman always has to interfere, and we can’t argue with her, which is really troublesome.”

The Blood Warrior wore a sorrowful expression.

"You remind me of a problem I once saw."

"What's the problem?"

"The Blood Warrior asked."

What kind of idiotic colleagues have you encountered at work?

Liu Zheng replied.

He had just switched careers to become a journalist when he saw this question, and it was a time when he was dissatisfied with his superiors and colleagues.

So he not only read all the highly-rated answers to that question, but also anonymously wrote a super long answer of over 10,000 words, which even made it to the homepage.

Fortunately, his superiors and colleagues didn't use that platform much, otherwise Liu Zheng would probably have had to change careers again.

"Ugh!"

The Blood Warrior sighed deeply.

"My condolences."

He cast a sympathetic glance at the Blood Warrior.

The Blood Warrior's life was already full of hardships, and to make matters worse, he had to encounter a stupid colleague. It's truly heartbreaking and brings tears to the eyes of anyone who hears about it.

"what?"

Liu Zheng seemed to understand why women always liked to chat with Blood Warrior in the elevator.