The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 490 - 391: In the Metropolis, This is No Joke - 2

Chapter 490: Chapter 391: In the Metropolis, This is No Joke - 2

The Security Department cordoned off Bathhouse Street from all directions, and then City Supervision Department came in to check for food hygiene, illicit drugs, counterfeit and inferior products, etc. Even if it doesn’t kill Bathhouse Street, it will surely skin it alive.

If the Tax Department were included, not to mention Bathhouse Street, even the gods from all directions behind it wouldn’t dare say too much.

Why did Yaoji know? Because he had heard of similar incidents.

As everyone knows, because Metropolis is located in a remote and poor area, City Hall generally does not interfere much.

But not interfering much doesn’t mean they can’t interfere, it’s just that some people don’t understand this principle.

There was once a newly emergent Demon King whose rise was meteoric, dominating over a dozen mountains within just a few years, even making the barbarians shun its sharpness.

Once a being takes off too quickly, it’s easy to become arrogant, the same goes for demons.

After a significant conference, this Demon King made remarks like City Hall is nothing, and the City Supervision Department is even less than nothing.

Then, the very mountain it resided on was completely obliterated, and the mountains it occupied were also swept clean.

The fines and operational expenses were borne by other forces that participated in that conference.

Neither City Hall nor the Metropolis promoted this event, so not many people knew about it.

Yaoji had once served a Demon King, and learned this after the guest was satisfied with massage and got tipsy.

"Does the Minister want to know?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Sure.

"Then you’d have to join our band of thieves."

He said.

"Hmm, actually I might not really want to know."

Yaoji immediately said.

"Oh~"

Liu Zheng’s tone was prolonged.

But he wasn’t actually very disappointed, because he didn’t really want to drag Yaoji along anyway.

Although Yaoji is from the opposition, the enemy of an enemy is not necessarily a friend.

Neutral parties like Batiao and Yaoji help Liu Zheng save Seiko only out of debts of gratitude and empathy.

And for opposition figures like Yaoji, it’s likely they would seize this point to attempt to overthrow Granny Tang, which would escalate and complicate the issue.

Liu Zheng was only there to complete a commission, not to overthrow a perfidious boss.

"Your sarcasm really does resemble your uncle. Elder Qing must have had several lifetimes of bad luck to have such a capable nephew like you."

Yaoji shook his head and said.

"Then shouldn’t you protect me a bit, Minister? I am an underling you took under your wing after going through eight lifetimes of bad luck."

He followed the other’s line.

"Impossible, I had to give them massages when I was a technician, and I still have to give them massages now that I’m a minister; then what’s the point of me being a minister?"

Yaoji said without hesitation.

"I wouldn’t dare trouble the Minister to accompany me, I just hoped you could show me a way out."

Liu Zheng said.

"I feel like you wouldn’t need me to show you a way to survive."

"That must be your misapprehension, Minister."

He firmly said.

"Hmm. Mr. Batiao has given you medicine pills, you just need to serve Lord Da Chuanliu and that would be the end of it."

Yaoji said.

"Mr. Batiao has his methods, and Minister, you have your unique tricks."

Liu Zheng’s flattery came naturally.

"Don’t call me lord, I can’t bear it."

Yaoji rebutted first, then fell into thought.

"Hold Yaoji tight."

After walking a bit further, Yaoji suddenly spoke.

Liu Zheng didn’t know what was about to happen, but he instinctively embraced in Yaoji’s direction.

"Southern Dipper Dark Demon Fist·Sudden Blackout."

As Yaoji cried out the name of the move, a sharp sound of cutting air immediately followed.

"Uh!"

Yaoji only managed to grunt before fainting, falling right into Liu Zheng’s arms.

"Lord Da Chuanliu, in fact, is a benevolent God."

Yaoji slowly said.

"Then why does every visit of his make Bathhouse Street so tense? Why does he need so many Black Dumplings sacrificed for heating?"

He adjusted Yaoji into a more comfortable position.

"It’s not his volition. Like Lord Guna who comes to the bathhouse, the Da Chuanliu who visits is also another persona of the Evil God."

Yaoji replied.

"Except, this Evil persona isn’t innate, but resulted from contamination."

"The bathing process, actually, is a process of purifying the contamination."

"During this process, Da Chuanliu’s benevolent persona still retains some capacity to act. Although limited, it can’t protect too many people."

"The more severe the contamination, the less his retained capacity for action, and lesser the number of people he can protect."

"As for who gets protected and who doesn’t, that’s the secret only known to successive directors of the Massage Department."

Yaoji narrated eloquently.

"So are you telling me now that you are considering me for the next head of the Massage Department?"

Liu Zheng made some imaginative connections.

"Did you sniff some of your uncle’s hallucinogenic incense before you started this job?"

Shi San Yao unapologetically said.

"Ah ha ha, just kidding, please continue."

He laughed it off.

"As a head of department, I can decide who to tell, and naturally I can decide who to make forget."

"Once you are done serving Mr. Da Chuanliu, I will make you forget this secret."

"If you leak it midway, hehe."

Shi San Yao didn’t finish his sentence, but everything was conveyed implicitly.

The Southern Dipper Dark Demon Fist hitting Shi Tiantian feels like nothing, but hitting Liu Zheng would totally smash him.

"Don’t worry, I like to keep things hidden when I talk."

Liu Zheng patted his chest as a guarantee.

Although it was awkward, he indeed patted his own chest this time.

"You’d better be. Alright, you’re good."

Shi San Yao spoke more seriously.

Liu Zheng also put on a serious face even though Shi San Yao couldn’t see it.

"First, while serving Mr. Da Chuanliu, try not to show any expressions of disdain or disgust."

"Second, during the service, no matter what happens, try not to make any noise."

"Third, before the service starts, try to get yourself dirty."

Shi San Yao listed them one by one.

"So, in summary, be in cahoots with Mr. Da Chuanliu, right? Minister."

He said after hearing it all.

"If you put it that way, you’re not wrong."

Shi San Yao nodded.

"So, this ’getting dirty’, which kind of dirty is it? Physical or mental, hygienic or in terms of morals?"

Liu Zheng thoughtfully asked.

"Of course, it’s about physical cleanliness. If mental dirtiness was useful, our Massage Department wouldn’t have casualties."

Shi San Yao responded as if it were obvious.

With the head of the department like Shi San Yao, it’s no wonder the Massage Department staff’s minds are full of filthy ideas.

"Understood."

He nodded.

"If you can meet these three conditions, plus the medicine pills from Mr. Batiao, you should be fine."

"And if you can get through this, I can directly promote you to be the team leader."

Shi San Yao started buttering Liu Zheng up with promises.

Each time these VIPs visit, it’s both an unlucky day and a lucky day for the bathhouse employees.

If the old don’t die, how can the new ones ever rise?

"Then I want to thank you in advance for your nurturing, Minister."

Liu Zheng respectfully said.

"We are all family, no need for formalities. Just remember to speak well of me in front of your uncle."

Shi San Yao warmly grasped his shoulder, his hand sliding downward.

Then, he touched another rough and powerful hand.

"You little rascal, could it be you’ve fallen for Yaoji?"

Shi San Yao asked with a stern face.

"Sister Yangzi is beautiful and kind-hearted, it’s normal for me to admire her since I am young."

"Moreover, both of us are relatives of City Hall employees and work in the bathhouse. A strong union is indeed a wise choice, don’t you think, Minister?"

Liu Zheng held his hand and said.

"That makes sense. By that time, I as the head might have to look up to you two."

Shi San Yao withdrew his hand and wiped it on his clothes.

"That definitely won’t happen. There can’t be two suns in the sky, and in my heart, there’s only you as the sun, Minister."

"When we both come into power, the one overlooking Bathhouse Street from the top floor of the bathhouse will surely be you, Minister."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"This mouth of yours is too wasted in the Massage Department, you should directly be the head of the Servicing Department."

Shi San Yao flattered.

"Then by that time, I’ll make the Servicing Department a subsidiary of the Massage Department, and you will still be my head."

"Elder Qing is truly fortunate to have a nephew like you."

Shi San Yao remarked emotionally.

"My uncle is also fortunate to have such a close friend in you."

He followed up.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha!"

The elevator’s display slowly cleared amidst their insincere laughter.