The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 144 Niu Ma, are you moved?

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 Niu Ma, are you moved?

"Come and get your stuff."

After a while, Vampire Sister’s voice came from underneath the face.

"Hey you guys..."

Liu Zheng’s first instinct was to order people around, but then he locked eyes with Nightingale and Sea Woman, who were looking up at him.

"Never mind, you two just keep sharing the bed."

He waved his hand and walked over beside the face.

"Are you ready?"

Vampire Sister asked.

"Ready."

Before Liu Zheng finished speaking, a gold bar was hurled at him.

"Damn!"

His quick reflexes saved his handsome face as he blocked it with a bone stick.

"Swoosh!"

Another metal box was thrown up.

Then all sorts of messy things followed, thrown at him indiscriminately.

Fortunately, the effects of the Legendary Armor were still present, and Liu Zheng caught them all like catching sandbags.

After about ten minutes of throwing, nothing else came up, and Vampire Sister also jumped out of the safe.

A tear ran down the face’s corner before it turned back into a wooden board.

"Why’s it crying?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The treasure’s been emptied out. This thing was originally made using a miser."

Vampire Sister explained.

"So, can it still be used?"

He asked.

"Yeah, but only by those of our bloodline. Wanna become a vampire?"

Vampire Sister asked eagerly.

"I think I’ll pass,"

Liu Zheng said.

Although the safe was quite useful, becoming a vampire for it didn’t seem worth it.

If the Vampire Bloodline conflicted with his flesh mutation, then he might not even retain his human appearance.

This wasn’t just a matter of looks—he could be stripped of his citizenship, which would be truly fatal.

In this strictly ordered world, a person without citizenship had a status lower than a streetside tree.

Under Nightingale’s appraisal, the Gold Coin Explosion Team tallied up their loot.

First was the cash, one million.

According to the prearranged plan, Vampire Girl got four hundred thousand, Liu Zheng received two hundred thousand, Nightingale and Sea Woman each got one hundred and fifty thousand, and Niu Ma got one hundred thousand.

Liu Zheng held onto Niu Ma’s share for now, planning to give it to him back at the restaurant.

The remaining gold bars and antiques, Nightingale estimated them to be worth around two million.

Liquidating through normal channels could be slow, but Nightingale had ways to expedite it, though she would charge a ten percent fee, leaving about one million eight hundred thousand.

The money for the B-level package would also be deducted from this amount, specifics to be discussed after everything was liquidated.

"This old thing must’ve spent all his money buying this residence."

Vampire Girl grumbled.

Although the Gold Coin Explosion venture hadn’t been a loss, it hadn’t met her expectations either.

Nightingale’s expression also wasn’t very satisfied.

Even after liquidating the random items, she’d only made about four hundred thousand.

For someone as wealthy as her, that amount probably only amounted to pocket change.

Of course, that didn’t mean she was extremely disappointed.

After all, four hundred thousand could still start up some minor ventures.

Only Liu Zheng was quite satisfied; he even offered to immediately return thirty thousand to Vampire Sister, but she refused to accept it.

Even though he wasn’t sure what she was scheming, Liu Zheng didn’t insist.

He had already lost a high-quality coffin, so even if they included that in the shared expenses, him taking an extra thirty thousand wasn’t a problem.

With the yet-to-be-liquidated items added, Liu Zheng could make about five hundred and forty thousand in total.

Five hundred forty thousand! His monthly salary was just a thousand, and even with bonuses, it probably came to about three thousand—he could live off this new fortune for fifteen years without spending on anything else.

Oh, he forgot, his room and board were covered.

Oh, and he forgot again, he wasn’t supposed to receive a salary in the first place.

Well, that settled it.

Regardless of what others thought, as far as Liu Zheng was concerned, he had struck it rich overnight.

Even if it was just the two hundred thousand in cash he had received, it could still fund a lot of activities.

Next time he delivered takeout, he could just rent a sports car, hire a driver, and if he ran into a green vest, would just throw money to keep them at bay, or bribe obstructive security guards with so many cigarettes that they’d develop lung cancer.

After dividing the loot, the group rested on the spot for a while.

Vampire Sister absorbed some residual Life Essence from her blood relatives and managed to shrink back to the size of a grade school student.

Nightingale and Sea Woman repaired the gaps on their bodies.

One seemed mechanical, the other could manipulate her flesh—though their healing abilities didn’t match Liu Zheng’s, they were still decent.

Vampire Sister summoned the safe again, tossed all the miscellaneous items inside to get rid of the burden.

The Gold Coin Explosion Team disbanded on the spot, and the Grave-Sweeping Team was founded right there.

But as they were about to head toward the Red Pig Cemetery, the sound of horse hooves approached again.

The old cowboy rode over on his skinny horse, holding a bucket with some milk in it.

Liu Zheng didn’t know where he had milked it from.

The old cowboy looked over the ruins, his face showing no emotion.

"Dear Administrator, this shouldn’t count as desecrating the cemetery, right?"

Liu Zheng cautiously asked.

"Indeed, it doesn’t count, but it’s also my job to protect the grave sites from being disturbed by others."

The old cowboy said.

Otherwise, if a property owner goes out and comes back to find their house gone, who would invest here?

"We aren’t others. The owner of this house is dead, and this is his heir, planning to demolish the house and rebuild."

Liu Zheng pushed Vampire Sister forward.

"Is that so?"

The old cowboy looked at Vampire Sister.

"Yes, that’s right."

Vampire Sister nodded vigorously.

"Your reason is valid. But the demolition noise you created has disturbed the daily life of the cemetery residents."

The old cowboy said after scanning her a few times.

"We are deeply ashamed, and this is our apology."

A stack of bills slid into the pocket on the saddle.

"Hmm. Don’t do it again."

The old cowboy placed the iron bucket on the ground.

"Wanna buy some specialty products?"

He asked.

"How much?"

"Ten thousand."

The old cowboy said.

"No worries if you don’t buy it."

He added.

Ten thousand...

Liu Zheng looked at the milk without any product description and gritted his teeth.

"I’ll buy it!"

"Alright, I’ll include the bucket too. Find me again if you want to buy more next time."

The old cowboy then rode off leisurely.

Ten thousand dollars for a bucket of milk...

He looked at the iron bucket, hoping that the deal wasn’t too bad.

"Name: Netherworld Fresh Milk"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Restores vitality, drinking it reduces the erosion of the netherworld’s essence for a period."

"Note: More suitable for the fresh milk of dead babies."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

Damn, cemetery management is even shadier than traffic control.

With ten thousand dollars, he could have bought five bottles of superb Mao Tai; instead, he got just an excellent quality item.

And the effect can’t be said to be totally useless, only barely useful.

Hey, it seems not entirely useless.

Liu Zheng looked at the note thoughtfully.

Fresh milk more suitable for dead babies, who did he know that fits the description?

That wax figure little fat boy from Academic Residence should count, right?

And those kids in the shelter probably too.

Liu remembered that Red Ghost had asked him to bring some cakes and juice because the kids had a birthday coming up.

Although Red Ghost was a bit scary, the kids were pretty cute.

And, he was going to ask Red Ghost about the armored vehicle squad anyway.

Though he now had enough money to just rent it, he would definitely save if he could.

Liu Zheng would rent the tank first, then take a day off and just roam around the streets looking for a Fire Mage, to see who dared to mess with him.

He’d blast any Niu Ma at sight, and if a group showed up, he’d obliterate them all.

When he saw one doing deliveries on the street, he’d just push them along from behind and ask if they felt touched.

Hehehe.

"You’re drooling."

Vampire Sister remarked.

"Nonsense, those are tears of joy."

Liu Zheng wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

"Let’s go, family, we’re off to visit a grave."

He stowed the milk and walked in the direction of gunfire.

Nightingale, Sea Woman, and Vampire Sister looked at his retreating figure, their expressions indescribable.

They glanced at each other again, disgust plain in their eyes.