The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 520 - 406: French Kiss, and Twice at That

Chapter 520: Chapter 406: French Kiss, and Twice at That

Standing in front of three elevators, Liu Zheng didn’t hesitate and directly entered the one for Samurai Yifa.

He didn’t meet the requirements for the crying woman’s elevator, and as for the chuckling old man’s, he had no time for chess right now.

Although he was quite interested in the rewards from those two elevators, more pressing matters took precedence.

Anyway, Liu Zheng had a hunch that he would come back again.

"Is this your true form? Indeed, it seems worthy of battle."

The moment Samurai Yifa saw Liu Zheng, his eyes lit up.

"Please enlighten me."

Without another word, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Enlighten your butt, I’m busy, no time, just let me go."

Liu Zheng said, irritated.

Even though they were both violence enthusiasts, he was different from the battle-crazy types like Samurai Yifa.

His destructive urges stemmed from dissatisfaction with the world, whereas someone like Samurai Yifa simply enjoyed fighting.

"It won’t take much of your time. If you win against me, I would be willing to take you as my disciple and impart all my sword techniques of the Heavenly Sound Killing Style."

Seeing an opportunity, Samurai Yifa immediately offered a generous deal.

Having been an elevator for many years, the people he fought were either too weak to be satisfying or the strong ones never rode his elevator. His sword was almost rusting from disuse.

"Um... next time, definitely next time."

Liu Zheng had to call upon all his willpower to refuse the lucrative offer.

"Alright. It seems you plan to leave the bathhouse."

There was obvious regret on Samurai Yifa’s face.

"You noticed?"

"Although I may be somewhat simple-minded, I’m not that foolish."

Samurai Yifa was somewhat speechless.

"Ahahaha. I’m headed to the negative first floor later, you help me keep it clear."

Liu Zheng laughed it off.

"Clear from whom?"

"Everyone. I have prince syndrome – I don’t like riding elevators with other people, nor do I like waiting."

He explained.

"Okay. Don’t forget the promise you made to me."

Samurai Yifa reminded him.

"Don’t worry, the things I promise either can’t be done or I haven’t yet attempted. There’s nothing I promise and won’t do."

"Then how many things have you promised but not yet accomplished?"

Samurai Yifa asked.

"None so far."

Liu Zheng thought it over before answering.

He would only promise to do things he had a solution to, even if the process of solving them might be a bit complicated.

"Then you can be called a trustworthy person."

Samurai Yifa said with admiration.

Even he had many things he had promised but failed to carry out, especially towards his family.

"In Metropolis, you can cooperate with good people and you can cooperate with bad people, but you can’t cooperate with those without credibility."

"Indeed. But how will we contact each other after you leave?"

Samurai Yifa inquired.

"Don’t you have a mobile phone?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You jest, Sir. I am but an elevator; how could I possess a mobile phone?"

Samurai Yifa looked at him strangely.

"...You always manage to be logical in the strangest ways. I’ve made a few friends in the bathhouse; I’ll have them pass on messages."

Liu Zheng said.

"Good. I shall await your good news with eagerness. Please enlighten me."

Samurai Yifa gave a slight bow and then unsheathed his sword.

He only said he wouldn’t spar, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t go through the motions.

Even if they couldn’t have a hearty slash-fest, a crossing of swords in spirit could still be entertaining.

Samurai Yifa lifted his sword toward the heavens, and the undulating blood clouds immediately solidified, resembling red icebergs.

"Heavenly Dao Sound Kill Phoenix Falls from Kunlun."

A piercing cry of a bird reverberated through the space, followed by what seemed like the heavens shattering.

The red icebergs shattered into smaller pieces, plummeting towards Liu Zheng.

"The jade of Kunlun shatters as the phoenix cries, lotuses weep with dew as the fragrant orchids smile."

Samurai Yifa’s sword wasn’t even fully drawn yet, but the momentum was already incredibly astonishing.

Facing Liu Zheng, whose strength had surged, Samurai Yifa held back no longer, delivering a killing move right off the bat.

And looking at this catastrophic scene, Liu Zheng felt a sense of déjà vu.

Back in Yate, the high-ranking entity known as Moon Demon had also summoned a similar rain of blood-red meteorites.

At that time, he could only rely on "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" and several items to withstand it, only managing to survive that onslaught with the help of "Foolish Spider" Muro.

Whether the Moon Demon incarnated as a mortal or Samurai Yifa augmented within the special elevator space was stronger, Liu Zheng with his keen perception still found hard to judge.

But now, strengthened by both his cosplay outfit and the Legendary Deliveryman Set, he was far beyond the version of himself in Yate City.

"So I’m the only one who blazes through the world hacking and slashing blindly, huh."

Liu Zheng watched Samurai Yifa’s move, flashier than movie special effects, with envy, jealousy, and hate in his heart.

Consider himself, a grand gamer wielding two kitchen knives, carving a path from Metropolis to Yate City, where anyone in his way was death incarnate, amassing numerous perfect items, clad in a legendary set.

Then look at the people he met; every one of them was a strong member of their race, a local hero, each casually employing effects that domestic movies couldn’t achieve with a billion yuan.

As for Liu Zheng, his attacks were even more down-to-earth than a community security guard.

It was truly a tale to break the hearts of listeners and bring listeners to tears.

Of course, that was out of necessity.

So far, it seemed that the attack methods of non-human races were fundamentally extensions of racial traits, which were impossible for him to learn.

While the attack methods of humans or human-like races required learning and training, which he didn’t have time for.

As to whether the human race itself had any special traits, Liu Zheng really didn’t know.

So far, he had not encountered a genuine human powerhouse, if the Legendary delivery man skeleton doesn’t count.

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