Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"You said you'd find an absolutely safe place to make the deal, but nothing's happened. Is that my fault?"

The half-white-haired security guard complained.

"What do you mean by 'no follow-up for a long time'? I feel like every day is an eternity, and you feel like every day is an eternity, right? I've only been back in the city for less than a day, and this isn't the kind of 'urging me to die' you're doing."

He was dissatisfied, but Liu Zheng was even more dissatisfied.

A bunch of guys know he has a lot on his plate, but they keep urging him on.

If you think he's inefficient, just do it yourself, or give him a skill like multiple shadow clones, and he'll work 25 hours a day without stopping.

"Why are you being so fierce? It's not like I was the one who urged you."

The half-gray-haired security guard was intimidated by his imposing manner and said somewhat aggrievedly.

Of course, this is also because he is now relying on Liu Zheng to make money. Otherwise, if Liu Zheng dared to speak like that, he would have already lashed out at him.

"Sorry, I've been too busy lately and I've been a bit irritable."

Liu Zheng also knew when to stop while he was ahead.

"Alright, let's not bother finding a place to trade. I definitely won't give you the 100,000 yuan I promised. But..."

He uttered the key words before the gray-haired security guard could make a move.

"but what?"

The half-gray-haired security guard, sporting a Super Saiyan-like hairstyle, spoke in a sinister tone.

"But I can give you this."

Liu Zheng took out a gold bar and stuffed it into his hand.

"This is worth far more than 100,000 yuan."

The half-gray-haired security guard weighed it in his hand, swallowed hard, and said...

Gold can only be produced in extreme astronomical events such as supernova explosions or neutron star collisions, events of this magnitude are far beyond the reach of even the Metropolitan Area.

The "gold" created by those "turning stones into gold" spells is nothing but a smokescreen. It can fool not only the city hall and banks, but even the merchants who accept gold as currency have plenty of ways to expose it.

Therefore, real gold held the same, or even greater, status in the metropolis as it did in the real world.

“I, Liu Zheng, enjoy making friends. Consider the extra money as payment for your previous medical expenses.”

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Then your injuries are more serious than mine."

The half-gray-haired security guard said defiantly.

"I recovered from that level of injury with just one meal, how about you?"

He looked at the security guard's uneven, graying hair and asked.

"Hmph. You're the sugar daddy, you call the shots, okay?"

Feeling the smooth, gold-colored touch, the half-white-haired security guard chose to back down.

"Calling me a sugar daddy sounds too awful, and I'm not planning on keeping you as a sugar daddy. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Liu."

Liu Zheng put his arm around his shoulder and said in a familiar tone.

"Brother Liu."

After struggling for a moment, the half-white-haired security guard finally managed to call out.

A man who throws around gold bars, it's definitely not a bad thing for him to call you "brother".

"Very good. Come on, tell me, what information do you have to tell me?"

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

Chapter 483 Liu Zheng: You want me to help people become Buddhas? Really?

"I really can't tell you the two pieces of information you wanted here."

The security guard with premature gray hair said with a bitter face.

"Then let's talk about something we can talk about."

Liu Zheng said considerately.

"for example?"

"For example, how do I obtain the honorary homeowner medal for this community?"

He gave an example.

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The ability to gain cooperation from property management and homeowners during work, if used well, is already a powerful intelligence tool.

The ability to freely enter and exit the community is not yet apparent, but it will come in handy sooner or later.

Given that Green Garden Crazy City has novelists living there and the frequency of forced deliveries is so high, creating an honorary resident medal for this place would definitely be a good idea.

"Honorary Owner Medal, that's not something easy to get."

The prematurely gray-haired security guard hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Are you going to talk for a long time? If it is, let's wait until I finish delivering the food and come back."

Liu Zheng glanced at his phone and said.

"It's not very long. The conditions for obtaining the community's honorary homeowner medal are simple in some ways, but difficult in others."

The security guard with premature gray hair shook his head.

"Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly."

He urged.

"You can get an honorary homeowner medal by getting recommendations from ten new homeowners or three long-term homeowners who have lived here for more than ten years. The homeowner must be the owner himself/herself; family members or tenants do not count."

"That's what the prematurely gray-haired security guard said."

Were the two households I delivered to long-term homeowners?

"Both of them are."

The prematurely gray-haired security guard nodded.

"Then we're missing one more."

Liu Zheng pondered.

Novelists, of course, would definitely recommend him.

The guy in the pajamas was easy to talk to; he brought back a dozen or so intestines from Atlanta, specifically for this kid.

If that's not enough, I'll just have my guts turned inside out.

"Is this the one?"

Liu Zheng gave the address and name of the person who placed the order.

“No, this one isn’t. He only moved here a little over eight years ago.”

The prematurely gray-haired security guard recalled for a moment, then shook his head.

"You remember the details of all the residents in the community?"

he said in surprise.

"Of course, it's impossible to remember everything, but we've basically figured out the situation of the old homeowners."

The security guard with premature gray hair shook his head.

"That's pretty awesome. You're really dedicated to your job, bro."

Liu Zheng said admiringly.

"There's no other way. If people from the countryside want to gain a foothold in the city, they have to be better than city dwellers and work harder than them."

“They slack off at work and then drink and party after work. I never go unless they call me; I dedicate all my time to work.”

The prematurely gray-haired security guard said with a hint of smugness.

"Indeed, if we country folk want to become city dwellers, we can only do so by crushing them."

He agreed.

"Are you from the countryside too?"

"correct."

Liu Zheng nodded.

Although their welfare home was funded by the county, it was located in the countryside, and he grew up running around in the fields.

Which township are you from?

The prematurely gray-haired security guard became interested.

Have you heard of Weidihu Township?

"No."

The security guard with prematurely gray hair shook his head.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. It's extremely remote, even farther than the distance from the Ten Thousand Mountains to the city."

He said.

"Holy crap, that's so far. How did you get here?"

The prematurely gray-haired security guard exclaimed in shock.

"Don't even mention it. One day I was about to die when someone asked me if I wanted to live. Of course I did, so I signed some kind of agreement, and when I opened my eyes I was in the city."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"That was probably a joke played by some important person. I've heard similar stories from others."

The prematurely gray-haired security guard said sympathetically.

"Maybe. Help me figure something out, bro. If I can get the Honorary Owner Medal, you'll definitely get your share."

He returned to the main topic.

"The long-time residents of this community are not to be trifled with. Brother Liu, you'd better not mess with them if you don't have any orders."

The security guard with premature gray hair shook his head.

"I know that, but not all long-term homeowners are difficult to deal with. Brother, you know so many homeowners' situations, can you help me think of something?"

As Liu Zheng spoke, he stuffed another wad of banknotes into the pocket of the prematurely gray-haired security guard.

"Oh, Brother Liu, you're too kind."

The security guard with premature gray hair looked a little embarrassed.

"It's never wrong to be overly polite. Even the emperor doesn't need starving soldiers, so how could he let his brothers help on an empty stomach? Don't you agree?"

he said with a smile.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The prematurely gray-haired security guard readily agreed.

You agree, don't you? That's absolutely right.

He has been in the city for several years now, and to be fair, his superiors and colleagues have treated him quite well.

Basically, for every bite of meat they get, there's a sip of soup for the gray-haired security guards.

The problem is, even if there's a lot of meat to eat, they only give him a sip of soup.

Unlike Liu Zheng, who gives meat whenever he wants and even asks for an extra sip of soup.

Having received the money, the prematurely gray-haired security guard began to think things through.

One by one, the names of homeowners flashed through his mind, then gradually came to a stop.

“I’ve got it. The owner of apartment 304 in building 15 has always wanted to become a Buddha. If you can help him become a Buddha, he will definitely be willing to write you a letter of recommendation.”