The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 102 Lao Deng, watch your attitude.

Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Lao Deng, watch your attitude.

"Fisherman, did you hear our conversation just now?"

Walking on the road, Liu Zheng said to the Fisherman’s finger.

A moment later, the finger twitched a few times.

"Then call me, and let’s get on the same page."

He gave out his own number.

The finger didn’t respond, but soon his phone began to ring.

Liu Zheng glanced at the incoming call display, which showed no name.

Good, he could pick up.

"Kid, what do you want to say?"

The Fisherman’s voice still had that fatherly tone.

"Couldn’t you be a bit more friendly to your benefactor?"

He furrowed his brows.

"Nonsense, what favor have you done for me?"

Fisherman scoffed.

"If it weren’t for me, the sea girl wouldn’t come down to see you for another hundred years."

Liu Zheng said.

"Hmph, that’s what you should do."

"My deal with you was to date your daughter, not to help you two meet. If you don’t change your attitude, then I can only tell the sea girl to change the competition event."

"You dare threaten me?"

The Fisherman’s tone became dangerous, quite similar to that of the sea girl’s.

"I’ve threatened many people. Fisherman, if you knew me, you would know that most of the time I’m very afraid of dying, and a small part of the time I have self-destructive tendencies."

"So, I do what I should do, you do what you should do, and we both get what we want."

"But if you think you can disdain me just because you can kill me, then you’re going to be disappointed because I’m crazy."

His tone was calm, but his mouthpiece was trembling.

Not from fear, but from excitement.

However, as his gaze searched, there was nothing for him to bite and tear into.

So Liu Zheng raised his own tentacle and tore off a chunk of flesh, chewing it in his mouth with big bites.

The clear sound of chewing could be heard not only by him but also by the Fisherman on the other end of the phone.

"What do you want? Human. I can give you a few more fish."

After a brief standoff, Fisherman spoke.

"All I need is your attitude. If you keep this dismissive manner, the meeting with the sea girl will just be the beginning of the end of your father-daughter relationship."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Humph, I didn’t expect you to care so much about our father-daughter relationship."

"I just don’t want the thing I’m risking my neck for to fail because of some stupid reason."

He said.

"Don’t worry, I’m not that senile."

Fisherman said grumpily.

"I hope so. So, what should you be saying now?"

"Kid, thank you."

Fisherman said somewhat awkwardly.

"Barely acceptable. First, I need you to order a delivery for tomorrow, send it to the sewer, and the longer the delivery time, the better."

"Okay."

Fisherman pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Second, I need you to designate a sewer entrance and meet me at the wellhead."

"That I can’t do, I can’t leave the fish pond for too long. But don’t worry, there will be someone to guide you then."

Fisherman said.

"So which entrance should I use?"

"Why not the one you used last time?"

"No, I don’t want another shock."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

Ghost Hand was a fellow full of secrets; though he seemed not too malevolent, it was still best to minimize contact.

"Then you choose, as long as it’s not one of those troublesome places."

The troublesome places Fisherman was talking about were probably the Garbage Processing Plant, Chaos Club, black market, and the like.

"How about Rose Street?"

He asked.

Rose Street was the street where the French Plane Tree was located.

Though the street had no roses, not even second-hand roses.

"That place is okay, but there’s a tree there that’s quite troublesome. Aren’t you afraid it will eat you?"

"Are you talking about Dai Legao? No worries, I’m quite familiar with it."

Liu Zheng said.

"So, the tree is called Dai Legao. Alright, if you have no issue, then neither do I."

The Fisherman said.

"Okay, let’s do it like this. Give me your number, and I’ll double-check the time with you later."

Since the phone wouldn’t keep a call log, he could only rely on his memory.

"Kid, is there nothing else you need from me?"

After the Fisherman gave his number, he asked cryptically.

"Can you really keep it from the sea girl?"

"I can’t, after all, she’s my daughter and has perfectly inherited my talent."

The Fisherman said with a hint of pride.

"Well, there you have it. Don’t worry, I have another plan."

Liu Zheng said.

"You’d better win, kid. If you cause me to lose my influence over my daughter, no matter where you hide, I will find you and grind you into stuffing."

The Fisherman threatened viciously.

"For that remark, your pay will be doubled."

He wasn’t one to indulge in old Lao Deng’s caprices.

"Hmph, we’ll see if you have what it takes to earn it."

After hanging up, Liu Zheng hurried back to the Bloody Restaurant.

"Did you score with the chick?"

Niu Ma asked while picking his teeth.

A bag lay at his feet, filled with dried arms looking like they belonged to humans, but the hands resembled claws from some large avian species.

"We just got a batch from the Raven Tribe, and these are the inferior ones."

Niu Ma noticed Liu Zheng looking and casually explained.

"They taste good but get stuck in your teeth. Want some?"

"No, thanks, I have weak teeth and prefer my food soft."

Liu Zheng declined, shaking his head.

It wasn’t that he was squeamish; as long as it wasn’t human, he could stomach it.

But without an item description from the system, he felt uneasy.

With the way things were in this world, foods without descriptions might not have positive effects, but they certainly came with negative ones.

"You don’t know what you’re missing, kid. But you haven’t told me, did you pick up the girl or not?"

"Picked her up, but not completely."

He said.

"What the hell? Give me the details."

Niu Ma sat up from his pile of straw, his eyes ablaze with an intense gossip thirst.

"I tricked the sea girl and Huang Mao into a fishing contest in the sewer. If I beat Huang Mao, that guy will let me date the sea girl."

"Well, that’s pretty good, isn’t it? But is Huang Mao sick, using his own woman as a stake?"

Niu Ma commented.

"Cough, how should I put it, the reality is a bit different from what the Fisherman described."

"That Huang Mao is quite good-looking, elegant, smart, and even a rich second generation."

"The Fisherman should be pleased. If my future daughter could snag such a wealthy son-in-law, I’d gladly get fried to medium rare by Napoleon."

Niu Ma said, puzzled.

"But Huang Mao is female."

"Oh... you humans sure know how to play."

Niu Ma remarked.

"Hey, those three are clearly not human."

Liu Zheng protested.

Which decent human could stretch their arms out to use as fishing rods?

Huh, he could do it too, so never mind.

"Then tell me, do you humans have this sort of thing?"

"Well, there is a bit of that."

He had to admit.

After all, in the real world, yuri literature does have a dedicated audience.

Of course, Liu Zheng had always been critical of it.

"There, you see, we Niu Ma don’t have anything like that."

"Do you know why you humans are so weak but still maintain your status as a mid-tier race?"

"No idea. Why? And what’s a mid-tier race?"

He asked curiously.

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