The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 36 Watering Truck

Chapter 36: Chapter 36 Watering Truck

"I come from the mountains, bringing orchid plants..."

The melodious singing came from afar.

The crisp voice of a child, carrying a hint of a metallic noise due to the poor-quality sound system.

A sprinkler truck painted in blue and white slowly drove by, spraying thin streams of water to both sides of the street.

"You’re in trouble now."

The French Plane Tree suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"The sprinkler truck is here to clean up the dirty things."

It had a look of schadenfreude.

"And you are that dirty thing."

"That’s perfect, I haven’t bathed in days."

Liu Zheng replied.

The plant rot smell on him grew stronger, and it was unclear whether it was because he hadn’t bathed or because his nature was changing.

"You still think about taking a bath?"

The French Plane Tree laughed out loud a few times.

A tree root burst out of the ground, flinging a colossal mole corpse.

The mole drew a long parabola and landed right next to the sprinkler truck.

The high-pressure water jet washed over the mole’s body, quickly reducing it to a skeleton, and then to bone dust.

"That’s some thorough cleaning."

Liu Zheng swallowed.

"You will be even cleaner in a little while."

The French Plane Tree cackled joyously.

"Don’t think you can survive just because you have ’Blood and Flesh Rebirth’ and Legendary Armor; the hide of that Star Realm Mole was much tougher than yours."

"Then how come those trees are fine?"

He looked at the wet trees sprinkled with water and spoke.

"Because they are public property. What are you?"

The French Plane Tree replied with contempt.

"I’m a delivery man from the Bloody Restaurant."

"That identity isn’t going to work with City Hall’s employees."

The French Plane Tree shook its head.

"Well, if I can’t confront it, I can at least avoid it."

"Avoid? Go on, you try."

Although he knew there was a problem, Liu Zheng still made an attempt.

But after running hard for a few minutes, he found that the music was actually closer.

The sprinkler truck was now just a few hundred meters from him.

Strangely enough, he couldn’t see the driver.

"Don’t waste your energy, you’ve already been locked on."

The French Plane Tree said.

"You might as well let me eat you. In consideration of our business partnership, I can leave your head."

Its smile was full of malice.

"I can hide behind a tree."

Liu Zheng looked at the nearest roadside tree.

"Useless, useless."

As if to completely shatter his hope, the French Plane Tree threw out another corpse of a Star Realm Mole.

This time it landed behind a holly tree.

Several water jets curved around the trunk of the tree and hit the mole, replaying the scene once more.

"That really works?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

So physical laws just don’t apply anymore, huh?

"How about this, if you give me your Armor and the delivery box, I might just save your life."

The French Plane Tree spoke.

Clearly, this was its true objective.

"Well, thank you for that."

Liu Zheng didn’t say yes or no, just stood still.

The French Plane Tree didn’t rush him, as it knew he would eventually agree when death was imminent.

The sprinkler truck, looping the song "Orchid," drew closer and closer, and finally, it arrived in front of Liu Zheng.

Then, it stopped.

Instead of firing a high-pressure water jet, the sprinkler gun shut off the valve.

However, the French Plane Tree just sneered.

Because this wasn’t a sign of the truck backing off, but the calm before a volcanic eruption.

It grew quietly alert.

Even for it, protecting Liu Zheng from the truck was no easy task.

At least a third of its bark would be unsalvageable.

But for the Legendary delivery man’s gear, it was all worth it.

"Won’t you agree yet, human? It will be too late once it starts spraying."

As if to prove the French Plane Tree’s point, the truck’s water tank gradually bulged, and the air near the vehicle twisted with heat.

From a distance, Liu Zheng could feel the wave of heat approaching.

It was as if the tank wasn’t filled with tap water, but boiling magma.

Facing the imminent Hellish baptism, he gritted his teeth and took a big step forward.

"Are you sick?!"

Under French Plane Tree’s astonished gaze, Liu Zheng charged towards the water tanker and then lashed out with a tentacle.

The tentacle, covered in scale-like skin, sliced through the air, howling mightily as it went. It looked incredibly formidable.

But it knew, it was but a futile gesture.

Even with the help of the Legendary Armor, at most, it would scratch the paint of the water tanker.

"It’s over."

French Plane Tree sighed heavily.

Liu Zheng’s death would be a minor matter; its Legendary collection was about to be buried too.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound echoed as the tentacle slapped against the cabin window.

Along with it on the glass, there was also a one hundred dollar bill.

A hand glowing with blue light appeared out of nowhere, reached through the glass to take the bill, and then vanished.

But the water tank was still inflating, just at a slower pace.

He understood in an instant.

Bill after bill was slapped on; the blue hand appeared time and time again.

Finally, the water tank shrank back to its original size.

The engine started, and the water tanker continued to move forward.

And the music from the speakers changed accordingly.

"Good luck to us, we beckon good fortune, thriving and prospering across all lands..."

"This works too?"

French Plane Tree’s eyes bulged, its mouth agape enough to stuff in another Legendary delivery man.

"Even a water tanker needs to refuel,"

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

He didn’t understand this bizarre world, but he understood government employees.

Even if it was just a vehicle, it probably wanted higher octane gas as well.

"You’re just lucky,"

French Plane Tree said resentfully.

"Let’s go."

Liu Zheng prepared to leave with a cheerful grin.

Though it wasn’t cheap, seeing this tree dismayed, it felt worth the price of admission.

"Wait, you haven’t given me the clue about the courier’s cap."

French Plane Tree quickly called out to him.

"What clue?"

Liu Zheng asked in return.

"The clue about the courier’s cap."

"What courier’s cap?"

"The Legendary delivery man’s cap."

"What delivery man?"

"You’re playing me for a fool."

After a round of ineffective communication, French Plane Tree’s face darkened.

"You don’t think you can get this information for free, do you? I spent tens of thousands of chips to win this."

Liu Zheng looked at it as if it were an idiot.

Everyone has their limits to tolerance, especially since he was a crazy person with "Anger Management."

"How much do you want?"

French Plane Tree asked, visibly annoyed.

"You decide."

He said generously.

He hadn’t expected to gain anything, his goal had simply been to vent his frustration.

"Despicable human."

French Plane Tree muttered, flipping out a piece of paper from beneath Black Soil.

"Name: Sick Note (single-use)"

"Type: Prop"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Grants three days of medical leave upon use."

"Remark: The company spends so much money, is it to hire you to fall sick?"

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

On the palm-sized note, there was a series of sloppily written glyphs, with a red seal stamp on the bottom right corner.

City First Hospital Outpatient Department.

"You have such a thing, why didn’t you bring it out earlier?"

Liu Zheng exclaimed with surprise and delight.

Three days of sick leave, that’s almost a fifth of a holiday voucher.

"None of your business, just give me the clue."

French Plane Tree said proudly.

"Fine. The Demon Boss at the casino said, the Legendary delivery man’s cap is in the hands of the Wolf Knight at the garbage landfill."

"It’s there? That’s going to be tricky,"

French Plane Tree mused, falling into thought.

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