Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

His entire body was covered in something resembling seaweed, even his facial features were hidden beneath the dense seaweed.

However, these aquatic plants look vibrant and don't have any slime or anything like that, so they're not too bad-looking.

"Okay. Quickly greet the vice minister."

Thirteen Yao raised his chin at Liu Zheng.

In public, he still had to maintain a leader's demeanor.

"Hello, Vice Minister Liutong. I am Renhe, who just joined the massage department today. Please take good care of me."

Liu Zheng took a step forward and said.

"Ok?"

The grass stood slightly raised where the six-pronged eyebrows were located.

The newcomer's tone was respectful enough, but the angle of his bow was not quite right.

When you first meet this vice minister, you should at least bow at a 30-degree angle, if not a 45-degree one.

"He is Old Qing's nephew. He was hired to serve Shi Tiantian, and in the end, a medical team was dispatched."

Thirteen Orphans noticed Six of Bamboo's expression and said succinctly.

"A very talented newcomer, we look forward to your future performances."

The grass around Liutong immediately collapsed.

Since Liu Zheng is standing here, the one who will be treated is naturally Shi Tiantian.

If they can get Shi Tiantian into needing treatment, they can also get him into the ICU.

Although Old Man Qing did not hold a formal position, his status in the soup preparation department was roughly equivalent to that of a deputy director.

It's understandable for a newcomer with talent and connections to be a little arrogant.

"I am also looking forward to working with Deputy Minister Liu Tong and all the senior colleagues. I hope that you senior colleagues can give me more guidance. If there is anything I do not do well, please forgive me."

Liu Zheng addressed the seated group.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Everyone responded with smiles.

Those who can get into a core department like the massage department are no fools. Even if they don't understand the undercurrents just now, they at least understand the value of the acquaintance brought by Thirteen.

"Alright, go change into that outfit and then sit at the back."

Thirteen Yao pointed to the neatly folded black short-sleeved shirt on the ground and said.

Clearly, this was reserved specifically for Liu Zheng.

"Ok."

We are all male, and strictly speaking, the skin on his body is also a kind of clothing.

So Liu Zheng didn't avoid it. He took off his uniform, put on a black short jacket, and sat at the back of the line as instructed by Shisanyao.

"Although everyone here is a long-time employee, many of you have never experienced such a big event before, so you may not know the meaning behind the clothes you are wearing."

When Shisanyao spoke, his voice was steady and powerful.

"Black is the color of mourning clothes. Wearing mourning clothes means that your next task will be extremely dangerous."

"Perhaps you think this is very unfair. Why can others easily chat with female customers and take advantage of them, while you have to serve such terrifying customers?"

"All I can say is that I've been the fairest minister of all time. If you disagree, come back and argue with me when you become ministers."

"Moreover, this is not only your calamity, but also your opportunity."

"As long as you come back alive, the bonus will be at least ten years' salary, and you will be given priority in future promotion opportunities."

“Like the Deputy Minister of the Six-Tong, the moment he comes out of the castle tower, you should call him the Executive Director of the Six-Tong.”

Thirteen said.

"In addition, the ministry will also pay you back five years' worth of salary."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

Below the minister is the executive vice minister, who is essentially the second-in-command.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, once the ministerial position becomes vacant, the executive vice minister will automatically fill the vacancy.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the crowd, whose expressions had been somewhat solemn, immediately lit up.

People come out to work to earn money. Although the staff reduction rate in the massage department is not as high as that in the service department, it is not very low either.

Ten times the profit can make a businessman risk being beheaded, and fifteen times the salary can similarly make an employee risk sudden death.

"Alright, I won't say any more. I wish you all a safe return and a bright future."

Thirteen bowed to the crowd, his upper and lower body almost perpendicular.

Everyone here can be considered a dead man in the futures market. Bowing to a dead man at a 90-degree angle wouldn't be too much.

"May the Minister live a long and prosperous life, and may his military prowess flourish!"

Everyone sat still, accepting the situation calmly.

"lets go."

Thirteen Orphans nodded slightly.

"Brothers, come with me."

Liu Tong got up and took the lead, heading towards the door.

The crowd immediately stood up and followed him out in single file.

After leaving the barrier house, Liu Tong led them directly to the elevator in front of the Laughing Old Man.

"Minister Liutong, may I ask a question?"

Liu Zheng raised his hand.

Since Thirteen Orphans wasn't around, he automatically dropped the "substitute" part.

"Go ahead."

Liu Tong nodded, his tone fairly amiable.

"Can I use this elevator even though I'm not a long-term employee?"

he asked.

“When receiving distinguished guests like His Excellency Okawa, we have priority passage.”

Liu Tong explained.

"I see."

The elevator doors opened, and Liu Zheng entered with the others without any unusual phenomena.

It seems that even the rules of the elevator spirit must give way to VIPs.

The sound of the steel cable sliding could be heard, and the elevator began to ascend rapidly.

However, the six of bamboo was not pressed down on any layer.

Chapter 396 Could it be the Eighteen Levels of Hell?

Perhaps due to the immense pressure, no one seemed inclined to speak.

In the silence, the elevator ascended floor by floor.

After the floor number showed 18, the elevator suddenly stopped, and the numbers on the display screen turned into a jumble of random characters.

Then, the elevator suddenly plummeted downwards.

It was moving so fast, like a high-speed train rushing down a cliff.

Caught off guard, everyone entered a state of weightlessness.

Fortunately, everyone was either superhuman or superhuman, and they quickly adapted.

"Falling from the 18th floor? Is it going to the 18th level of hell?"

Liu Zhengyou made a connection.

Suddenly, a screeching sound of steel cables scraping against each other rang out, and the elevator abruptly stopped.

"yue~"

The combined effects of weightlessness and inertia caused several of the less physically robust technicians to vomit.

"If you throw up in the elevator, I'll be very angry."

An old but powerful voice came through the loudspeaker.

"You can rest assured, our massage department staff are not that weak."

As the highest-ranking person present, Liu Tong stepped forward to respond.

After he said that, the few people who felt like vomiting could only cover their mouths with their hands and swallow back the vomit that was about to erupt.

"Tsk~"

Smelling the subtle scent in the air, Liu Zheng felt a mixture of regret and relief.

Unfortunately, if they vomited, he could have smeared the vomit on himself.

Fortunately, his moral bottom line has been preserved for the time being.

"The massage parlor isn't what it used to be. The last group of people who came didn't even budge."

The old man continued his mockery.

"We are a massage department, not a circus department. Whether we are good or not depends on the skill of the massage therapist."

Liu Tong retorted.

"The old man's waiting to see. Hopefully, I won't be left empty-handed going up later. Hehehehe~"

Amid the old man's malicious laughter, the group from the massage department walked out of the elevator with grim faces.

"It seems this old man isn't as kind as Yifa described."

Liu Zheng thought to himself.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Where in the metropolis are there any kind and virtuous men and women?

Even if they don't physically attack others, their verbal attacks should be at their maximum.

Stepping out of the elevator, he found that the outside world was not the hellish scene he had imagined. Instead, it was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a joyous atmosphere.

Even the sandalwood floor was covered with a thick layer of gold leaf, reflecting a cold yet dazzling brilliance.

"Is it the Minister of Six Bamboo?"

"That's what the woman waiting outside asked."

She was wearing the same pink dress as Yaoji and Wanzi, but the material looked much better, with patterns embroidered with silver thread.

"It's me. You're from the Service Department, right?"

Liu Tong nodded.

"Yes. I am the second-ranked player in the Service Department."

The woman bowed slightly.

"Two of bamboo."

The experienced masseuses at the massage parlor looked at her chest and exchanged knowing smiles.

It is indeed very round.

Er Tong noticed their gazes but didn't pay them any mind.

It's commonplace for employees in the Service Department to be groped; to them, it doesn't even qualify as harassment.

"Oh, I've heard of you, the star of the Service Department, the one with the highest approval rating this month."

Liu Tong suddenly realized.