The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 104 Boss’s Invitation

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Boss’s Invitation

"Is the customer service department difficult to deal with?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The others are okay; it’s just that guy from Britannia."

Niu Ma sucked on his teeth.

"Ever since the incident below, he’s become increasingly twisted. Everyone’s afraid of him, except for the boss."

"Big bro, you’re not saying you can’t beat him, are you?"

"I can’t beat him."

Niu Ma honestly admitted.

"My strength is basically the same as Napoleon and Britannia’s."

"But that guy is now unrestrained and his personality is becoming more radical. If you really get into it with him, he’ll fight you to the death, even if it means burning himself into nothingness."

"And this kind of person can still be the head of the customer service department?"

Isn’t Si Xue afraid he’ll offend major clients?

"That’s why I say he’s twisted. He doesn’t bare his teeth at customers; he just fights viciously with the people from the restaurant."

Niu Ma slapped his thigh and said.

"I get it, he’s a bully at home."

Liu Zheng said disdainfully.

He had the least respect for those who were strong on their own turf but weak outside it.

"Being a bully at home is still being a bully; I really wouldn’t want to mess with him unless I had to."

"Then can you help me get some white paint and needle and thread from the kitchen?"

Liu Zheng backed down and asked for something else.

The kitchen definitely had those; Napoleon used the needle and thread last time for skinning and stuffing.

"That I can do."

Niu Ma picked up the coffee and left the door, returning quickly.

"Napoleon says Vlad III is out of stock, but he knows where to get it, and he’s giving you two options."

"Which two options?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"First, he’ll give it to you directly, but you’ll use up that favor, and you’ll have to transfer to the kitchen."

"No way."

He immediately shook his head.

Going to the kitchen without any favors was like courting death.

Napoleon’s household was large and he was a demanding character, not as easygoing as the penniless Niu Ma.

"I guessed you wouldn’t choose that. Second choice, he’ll tell you the location, and you can buy it yourself; this one is a freebie."

Niu Ma gestured for Liu Zheng to hold out his hand, then spat out a piece of paper.

"Yunmeng Road, number 18, Du Kang Wine Workshop."

He opened the map and took a glance, it was to the northeast of Bloody Restaurant, about 13 kilometers away.

"Napoleon says, the wine isn’t easy to buy, if you feel something’s off, just say you’re there to purchase on his behalf, and you should be able to avoid trouble."

"But if you don’t catch the feeling, then it’s your own fault for seeking death."

Niu Ma added.

"It’s fine, there’s no rush with this thing anyway."

After speaking, Liu Zheng took the make-up items from its horn.

The needle and thread were acquired, as was the white paint.

But looking at it, it didn’t seem to be lime or lead powder.

He touched a bit of it, rubbing it between two tentacles, and found the texture was very rough.

And the adhesion was strong, making it quite suitable as paint.

"This is white phosphorous moth’s fine powder, used as paint it won’t fade for hundreds of years. The downside is..."

Niu Ma drew out the words.

In the middle of its speaking, the places on the tentacles where the fine powder had settled had already started burning.

"The downside is that once it touches flesh and blood, it will keep burning until it turns whatever it touched to ash."

Niu Ma finished speaking with satisfaction.

"Really timely of you to mention that."

Liu Zheng cut off the burning parts of his tentacles expressionlessly.

Luckily, he only touched a little, otherwise, he’d have to munch on dried fish again.

"Of course, don’t you know my nickname is Timely Rain."

Niu Ma said cheerfully.

You, a delivery guy, Timely Rain? More like Godspeed Grand Protector.

Not wanting to argue with it, Liu Zheng called Nightingale.

"Nightingale? It’s the delivery guy."

"Oh? Go ahead."

Nightingale’s voice sounded a bit busy.

"Tomorrow at three in the afternoon, meet at the sewer entrance on Rose Street,"

he said, glancing at his phone.

"Can do. Do you need me to prepare fishing gear for you?"

Nightingale offered generously.

"Ah? Aren’t the fish in the sewers supposed to be caught by oneself?"

Liu Zheng asked, puzzled.

"Although I don’t know who told you that, they must have been playing a joke on you."

The nightingale tried to hold back a laugh.

Okay, she didn’t hold back.

"Hahaha!!!"

Her laughter did sound quite like the singing of a nightingale.

"Boss, aren’t you going to explain?"

Liu Zheng looked toward Niu Ma.

"It was Napoleon who said it—I’m just quoting him."

The latter looked innocently.

"Damn White Feather Chicken. Then, could you please prepare a set for me?"

He said to the nightingale.

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll tamper with it?"

"A person like you shouldn’t stoop to such pettiness. Besides, I’ll be using Fisherman’s product; you wouldn’t agree to that, right?"

"Smart. Even among humans, you belong to the smarter bunch. Once my board game cafe opens, I have to poach you."

The nightingale’s tone was full of aggression.

"Then I wish you grand opening luck,"

Liu Zheng said perfunctorily before hanging up the phone.

Wait for your opening? By the time you open, I will have already left this instance.

If you could poach me from the system, then I might as well work for you.

He then called Fisherman, giving him the time.

"Boss, remember to protect me in case of any emergencies later."

Liu Zheng took out the Black Koi and took a deep breath.

"I’m just here to watch the fun."

Niu Ma said contentedly, even taking out a half bottle of wine from the cabinet.

"I’ve almost convinced Dai Legao to cooperate with you."

"With or without that tree, the job would get done all the same."

Niu Ma’s eyes flickered, but he still stubbornly insisted.

"How much do you think you could make if I persuade Fisherman to supply you?"

Liu Zheng added.

"Don’t worry, even if a meteor falls today, I’ll toss it right back for you."

Niu Ma stood up and patted his chest as he spoke.

"Hey, don’t randomly jinx me."

With determination and gritting his teeth, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Black Koi.

The lively fish flesh turned into liquid, flowing down his esophagus into his stomach.

Strictly speaking, the taste wasn’t bad; it felt like drinking concentrated fish soup.

But Liu Zheng wasn’t in the mood to savor, because as the system prompt sounded, his biological instincts sensed an eerie feeling of crisis.

It was like being a hatchi in a wolf pack.

You know that in the next moment, you’ll be torn apart and devoured by the pack, but you don’t know when exactly the next moment will come.

Liu Zheng quickly took the boning knife to open the mouthpiece, and, like last time, fixed the split edges in place.

Then he applied a layer of white phosphorus moth essence powder to his face.

This time Liu Zheng only applied a thin layer, but the effect was remarkably good.

A layer as thin as a cicada’s wings made his face whiter than if he had albinism.

He looked at the face slowly burning in the mirror and felt like he looked more like Ghost Rider than a joker.

"’Lucky Clown Card’ is now effective."

Fortunately, the system’s prompt arrived as expected.

"Whew~"

Liu Zheng let out a breath, and the chilling sensation finally lessened a bit.

"Is it really that exaggerated? You’re making me nervous too."

Niu Ma commented.

"When was your worst streak of bad luck?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Two years ago, I guess, when I was delivering to the Old City District and ran into those Harmony Sect guys performing a ritual. The kicker is they actually succeeded, damn it!"

Niu Ma recalled.

"And then what?"

"And then I almost kicked the bucket, of course. If it weren’t for the ’Excellent Employee’ award that I hadn’t used, I’d probably be writhing in some dark corner by now."

Niu Ma explained.

"Well, my current feeling is probably similar to when you saw that ritual succeed."

"Stop, or I’m going to get stressed out,"

Niu Ma shivered as well.

Just as the two prospective stress patients were about to have an episode, Niu Ma’s phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and his face changed instantly.

"Damn it, your bad luck better not have rubbed off on me,"

He muttered as he answered the phone.

"Boss, you’re looking for me?"

"Oh oh, all right. Yes, I’ll bring him right over."

Niu Ma hung up and looked at Liu Zheng with a sympathetic face.

"Let’s go, the boss would like to see you."