The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 247 - 244 Boss, I’m Coming In

Chapter 247: Chapter 244 Boss, I’m Coming In

"Ah!"

Anke’s family screamed together, with Anke screaming particularly loudly.

Because the head was closest to him.

The dilated pupils, spread out like fried eggs, had no luster; the pupils, whose original color was unknown, had completely turned white.

The hair and skin were also all white, and the deformed head still resembled its former appearance to some extent.

"Marzha."

Anke uttered the name of the creature.

It was a neighbor living nearby and a regular customer at the tavern.

Sometimes, when Anke was too busy, he would even let him temporarily act as a waiter.

As for compensation, well, naturally, it was a full glass of "Uncle Pepper" and a large portion of stewed meat soup.

Anke reached out a hand, seemingly to close Marzha’s eyes.

But in the end, he drew it back.

"Sigh."

Anke let out a long sigh.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

The man outside offered an insincere apology.

"Doing this doesn’t seem quite polite, does it?"

Anke said with a grim face.

Even if the person who had barged in wasn’t his acquaintance, such behavior was rather provocative.

"I just want to skip some of the communication process between us, after all, the restaurant doesn’t give me much time."

The man outside spoke frankly.

"So, if I don’t let you in, you are saying you’ll break in by force, right?"

Anke asked.

"No need for that. As long as the owner sells me enough ’Uncle Pepper,’ I’ll leave immediately. Of course, if you let me come in to rest and have something to eat, I will also offer my thanks."

The man outside said.

"How much ’Uncle Pepper’ do you need?"

Anke asked.

"Let me think."

The man outside paused before responding.

"Ten barrels should suffice."

Ten barrels.

Anke did some quick calculations; they had enough inventory in the cellar.

Besides "Uncle Pepper," there were other types of liquor in the cellar.

Even though they didn’t have as much stock, it would barely suffice as a water source for his family.

The main issue was, given the strength the outsider had shown when easily smashing the door, Anke really didn’t have much choice if the man decided to force a purchase.

With that in mind, Anke bit his lip, deciding to take a gamble.

"Are there other pale Beasts outside?"

He inquired.

"Do you mean like this one? Apart from the few I’ve killed, the rest have fled."

The man outside said.

"Fled..."

Anke was somewhat at a loss for words.

How could such ferocious creatures be compared to rats crossing the street in this foreigner’s words?

However, based on his years of experience listening to people’s tall tales as a tavern owner, Anke didn’t believe the man outside was bluffing.

"Marian, take the children and hide upstairs,"

Anke whispered to his wife.

Although the man seemed harmless, it was still best not to flaunt treasures in front of others.

Marian understood her husband’s intention and quickly led their two daughters up the stairs.

Meanwhile, the man outside patiently waited until they stopped moving before speaking.

"Have you decided? Boss."

The man’s voice was neither harsh nor even very gentle, but Anke still felt a heavy pressure.

"Please come in, outsider. Anke’s Tavern welcomes all guests from afar."

Anke clenched his fists, moved the barrels blocking the entrance, and lifted the door latch.

He opened the door, and what caught his eye was a body that had been cut to pieces.

Behind the corpse stood an exceptionally tall man.

He was dressed in a suit with a peculiar style, layered by a vest on the outside.

The man’s feet were astonishingly bare, his broad soles almost twice as large as Anke’s.

And his arms were also incredibly thick; Anke had no doubt that the man could easily snap him in half.

But the man’s face was not as rugged as his limbs, instead, it could be considered quite handsome, with features so soft they were almost feminine.

"Meow~"

Just as Anke was sizing up the man, a loud meow suddenly came from behind him.

"Salmon, be good, we’ll be able to go inside soon."

The man took out a neatly dressed cat from behind and placed it on his shoulder.

"This is my partner, it doesn’t like the vast outdoors. Can we go in now? Boss,"

the man said.

"Oh, of course, of course."

Anke quickly shifted his gaze and cleared the way.

"Thank you."

The man bowed slightly with great politeness, then walked into the tavern.

Anke was about to close the door when the man stopped him.

"I’ll do it."

The man said and then easily shut the door.

He looked at the head on the door again, then reached out his hand.

"Wait a second."

Anke quickly called out to him.

"What is it? Boss,"

the man turned and asked.

"He’s an acquaintance of mine, best to give him some dignity."

Anke said bravely.

"Oh, alright then."

The man’s gesture of unscrewing the head changed to pushing, and the tightly fitted head was effortlessly nudged out, leaving a big hole.

The man then picked up a barrel of wine, blocked the hole with it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is this okay now? Boss,"

he asked.

"That’s fine, that’s fine. Please come this way and have a seat."

Anke led him to the cleanest table and they sat down.

"I’m Anke, the owner of this tavern. May I ask your name, distinguished guest from afar?"

He asked cautiously.

"You can just call me Liu Zheng, this is my partner Salmon. We both work at the Bloody Restaurant,"

the man introduced.

"Employees?"

Anke glanced at the cat lying on the chair, making up a job like catching mice in his mind.

"Yes,"

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Alright then, please sit tight, I’ll pour you two a beer to quench your thirst."

Although he didn’t understand the behavior of treating a cat as a partner, Anke didn’t mind showing his respect for the other party.

"Thank you."

He nodded and then watched as the tavern owner walked towards the bar.

"I really didn’t see that coming,"

Liu Zheng murmured to himself while looking at his four tentacles.

He had been suspicious since the door opened.

The other party had been so scared by the sight of a pale head; seeing his even more non-human appearance, it would be impossible for them to remain so calm without freaking out on the spot.

However, just like the local language he inexplicably mastered, Liu Zheng also didn’t know whether this was the effect of the memory chip, or a result of passing through "the door."

Because Liu Zheng hadn’t followed the standard procedure.

The memory chip neither blocked his memory nor gave him any information.

And the chip Niu Ma gave him hadn’t come into play either.

It was as if an invisible barrier prevented the memory chip from operating on his mind.

Though there were no prompts, Liu Zheng knew that it must be the System’s doing.

Yet, the memory chip for San Huamao had taken effect.

Now it only remembered that it and he were colleagues, sent out on business, along with some fragmented memories.

But that was enough. After being given a few strips of fish jerky it had made with its own paws, Liu Zheng effortlessly gained its trust.

At the thought, he couldn’t help but furiously rub the cat’s head.

"Meow~"

San Huamao let out a contented meow.

Liu Zheng smiled and then suddenly looked up, meeting a pair of eager eyes.

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