The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 148: Help Britain Bring Back a Pair

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Help Britain Bring Back a Pair

"Yes!"

Niu Ma immediately sat down and scooted next to Liu Zheng.

"A million in cash, here’s your hundred thousand."

Liu Zheng placed the prepared money in front of Niu Ma.

"There’s also various sundries expected to sell for two million, a commission of ten percent, B-level tomb-sweeping package for hundred thousand, leaving one million seven hundred thousand after deductions."

"I’ll tell you the exact amount after the goods are sold."

Whether Niu Ma was interested or not, Liu Zheng briefly explained the process of scavenging the inheritance.

"Just this much money, barely enough to buy some drinks and dishes."

Niu Ma said proudly, then happily pocketed the money bag.

"Oh, Red Pig has entrusted me with something."

Liu Zheng mentioned while he was in a good mood.

Sure enough, Niu Ma wasn’t happy anymore.

"What is it?"

It asked, knowing full well what he was talking about.

"He wants to know the whereabouts of his wife, Qian Zao."

Liu Zheng said.

"What did he give you in return?"

"His sunglasses."

He presented the pilot sunglasses.

"He’s still obsessed with flying."

Niu Ma opened its mouth and spat out a broken pair of sunglasses.

"When I arrived at where he was shot down, he had already been taken by City Hall people, all that was left was this."

"From the start, I knew he wouldn’t make it, but I didn’t dissuade him because it was no use, just like I didn’t dissuade Black Claw."

Niu Ma perched the sunglasses on its nose.

"I used the money left by Red Pig to pull some strings, met Qian Zao, she begged me to rescue Red Pig."

"I told her it was impossible, I could at most ensure his body remained intact."

Niu Ma tilted its head back, letting the sunglasses slide onto its eyes.

"Then Qian Zao died right in front of me. Died cleanly, not even a trace of remains to be found, the Security Bureau couldn’t keep watch."

No need to mention what happened afterward.

Since Qian Zao was dead, Niu Ma could only try to save Red Pig.

"You’re not telling him because you’re afraid he’ll lose his fixation and dissipate?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Exactly."

Niu Ma nodded lightly.

"But have you considered that continuing to exist like this will only make him suffer more?"

"I know, but I need his existence."

Niu Ma said coldly.

"Then can I tell him the truth?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, otherwise I will definitely kill you, or you kill me."

The broken sunglasses couldn’t cover its eyes as large as bells, but there were no tears in those eyes, only resolve.

"Boss, you must be joking. We’re brothers after all, why talk about fighting and killing."

He affectionately patted Niu Ma’s shoulder.

"Hypocritical humans."

Niu Ma gave him a disdainful look and lay back down on the grass.

"Boss, don’t rush on, I still have questions."

Liu Zheng hurriedly said.

"Spit it out. Delaying my plans to conceive would be on whom?"

Niu Ma said impatiently.

...

He felt that Niu Ma’s cultural level was a bit peculiar.

"I want to get two cosplay costumes, do you have a way?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Cosplay outfits, and two? Do you think the restaurant is mine, or do you think I run customer service?"

Niu Ma widened its eyes.

"One of those outfits is enough to buy a scalped ticket."

"That expensive? I don’t feel they’re worth that much."

He said doubtfully.

"You could say that they’re not worth that much on the market, but you can’t help that they’re priced based on scarcity. These things are only made by customer service, and they’re limited supply."

"Even those congressmen have to book at least a month in advance, otherwise they won’t sell,"

Niu Ma explained.

"Got it."

Starvation marketing, he had seen plenty of that in the real world.

Of course, he didn’t exclude the possibility that cosplay costumes were genuinely difficult to produce and could only be supplied in limited quantities.

"So, we don’t get any kind of inside price?"

Liu Zheng asked, not giving up.

"You, a delivery guy skulking around the kitchen for food and drink, fits your status. You want to buy cosplay outfits and enjoy insider pricing, on what basis?"

Niu Ma rolled its eyes.

Humans always have no sense of propriety, wanting to hog all the advantages in the world for themselves.

"It’s not for pleasure. The sewer has blacklisted me, and the Fisherman asked me to wear a cosplay outfit to go down and do some cleaning, to clear my name from the blacklist."

Liu Zheng explained.

"Isn’t that still for your own benefit?"

"Well, not entirely. What if someone in the sewer orders delivery? If you’re out and I can’t go down, wouldn’t that hold up the job?"

He argued.

"Anyone ordering is likely incited by you."

Niu Ma ruthlessly exposed him.

"Besides, there’s no point telling me this; I’m not as close to Britain as you are with it. Anything of the level of a cosplay outfit, they definitely need to be in the know."

Even if Britain didn’t explicitly agree, at least they had to tacitly approve, otherwise no one would dare sell it to Liu Zheng.

Considering getting Centaur to steal one wasn’t an option, Niu Ma didn’t need to reject it outright; Liu Zheng wouldn’t suggest it at all.

"What about Big Brother then?"

He asked.

"You mean Ottawa? I’m not as familiar with it as you think. Plus, it wouldn’t cross Britain to help you."

"But you could still ask, just to make sure."

Niu Ma finished speaking and called Big White Goose.

"Big Brother busy? No problem, it’s just my younger brother here wanting to ask you something. Could you spare a moment to listen?"

It said sweetly as the call connected.

The tone was so tender, Liu Zheng listening on the side couldn’t help but shudder.

"Here, watch your manners."

Niu Ma handed the phone to Liu Zheng.

"I hear from Niu Ma you have something to ask me?"

The voice of Big White Goose was as friendly as ever.

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Liu Zheng called out robustly.

"...You don’t have to be so spirited over the phone. Tell me, what’s the matter?"

Big White Goose seemed taken aback.

"I want to buy two cosplay costumes."

He spoke at a normal volume.

"What for?"

"The sewer has blacklisted me, and I need the cosplay costumes to sneak past."

Liu Zheng told the truth.

"Cosplay costumes can’t fool the existence of a sewer."

Big White Goose shook its head.

"Someone will help me."

"Who?"

"Fisherman."

Big White Goose asked a bit deeply, but he could only tell the truth.

"It’s him, ah, he does have that kind of ability."

Big White Goose nodded.

"Big brother knows him?"

"More than know him, I’ve even bought goods from him. His fish are big and fat, yet not greasy. Every time I finished buying and came back, I would apply to butcher the fish, and the scraps taste even better than the staff meals."

Big White Goose couldn’t help but slurped.

"Too bad, since I was transferred to the customer service department, I haven’t had the chance to enjoy such feasts."

Its tone was full of regret.

While customer service also got leftovers, it was nothing compared to eating firsthand in the kitchen.

"So, should I go to the sewer and bring some fresh fish back for big brother to taste?"

If Liu Zheng still couldn’t understand, he wouldn’t have survived till now.

"I only want the ones from the fish farm."

"Guaranteed from the fish farm, and definitely the fattest and most tender."

He made a promise.

"How many can you get?"

Big White Goose asked directly.

"Five,"

Liu Zheng said a relatively conservative number.

Last time when he helped Fisherman soak the sea girl, Fisherman even gave four, five for saving his life wasn’t too much.

And he himself said, if you want fish, you can find him.

"Ten."

Big White Goose stated a fixed price.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng gritted his teeth.

"Ten is the price for me to speak for you, the British Minister’s is a separate charge. I need to make that clear to you first."

Big White Goose said.

"Understood."

He nodded.

The intermediary fee had to be paid; without Big White Goose as the intermediary, who knows what astronomical price Britain would have quoted.

Like making him a waiter in a universe-level VIP box or something.

If there was such a box.

"By the way, help me get a set of kitchen knives from the kitchen, I want to do the killing myself."

Big White Goose said.

Liu Zheng looked at Niu Ma, and Niu Ma nodded.

Couldn’t borrow the Seven Deadly Sins; regular kitchen tools were still okay.

"No problem."

He said.

"It’s hard to imagine how an employee who just started five days ago could have such a wide network. That’s probably why he chose you."

Big White Goose remarked and then hung up the phone.

"I find it hard to believe too. You kiddo should really check your lineage, maybe you’re actually a Succubus."

Niu Ma commented.

"What’s the benefit if it turns out I’m a Succubus?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yeah, in Metropolis’s gigolo bars, nine out of ten top earners are Succubi. With your gift of the gab, if you went, you wouldn’t just wreck them, you’d make a fortune every day."

Niu Ma said.

"I think ’exhausting myself daily’ sounds more like it. I’m not that ambitious; earning a bit of pocket money like this is fine,"

he said, patting the cash box beside him.

"Hmph, you’re young now and don’t see money as important. Wait till you marry a wife from a lower race and see."

Niu Ma said.

"I probably won’t have that chance."

Let alone the issue of Liu Zheng about to run away, among the females he knew, there seemed to be none from a lower race.

Si Xue, novelist, nightingale, those were needless to say, sea girl should at least be from a middle race.

As for Vampire Sister...

"Boss, what race are vampires?"

"Middle race, I guess. Why, you slept with that vampire receptionist?"

Niu Ma suddenly stood up.

It had bets with the kitchen staff on who would be the first to get Liu Zheng.

"No. She was seriously injured at the cemetery and asked me to order her some Mao Blood Hotpot delivery."

Liu Zheng said.

"That’s a relief."

Niu Ma breathed a sigh of relief.

It hadn’t bet on Vampire Sister.

"Then just order it."

Niu Ma lay back down.

"Do I even have the status to order?"

Liu Zheng tentatively asked.

"Yeah."

Niu Ma nodded.

"It’s just that after you order, you’re likely not going to remain human anymore."

"Boss, can you not breathe so heavily when you talk?"

he said with exasperation.

"You haven’t ordered it yet either,"

Niu Ma said unconcernedly.

"Forget it, I’ll just ask Fisherman for help."

Unless there were special demands, one takeaway shouldn’t be a big deal for Fisherman.

Liu Zheng was about to call Fisherman when Niu Ma’s phone rang first.

"It’s from Ottawa, pick it up."

Niu Ma tossed over the phone.

"You say, big brother."

He snatched the phone and pressed the answer button.

"The British Minister agreed, and he won’t charge you."

Ottawa got straight to the point.

"What’s the condition?"

"The condition is, you help him get a pair of pilot sunglasses

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