The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 526: Preventive audit, modify immediately

Chapter 526: Preventive audit, modify immediately

"Then let’s leave now. We’ve been out here for quite a while already."

Liu Zheng nodded and said.

The whole trip had been about the Legendary Underwear, but he ended up using not just that but also the cosplay gear.

Now, he could only hope that Shao Yanming’s head would fetch a good price, and that Jinzi might offer some leads on other Legendary Underwear. Otherwise, this would’ve been a significant loss.

Still, given the situation back then, he honestly couldn’t hold back.

The law of the jungle was nature’s rule, but to torment and slaughter life purely for amusement? That kind of bastard deserved nothing but death.

Of course, it wasn’t all bad. Forcing their way through saved quite a bit of time; otherwise, he had no idea how long he’d have had to stay in the Hundred Ghosts.

"Ten grand."

The driver held up one finger.

"What?"

"Cleaning fee."

The driver pointed at the filth on their clothes.

"Oh, no problem."

Liu Zheng didn’t hesitate, directly pulling out a wad of cash and handing it to the driver.

"Don’t think I’m ripping you off. If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t even let them in the car."

The driver didn’t bother counting it. He stuffed the cash straight into his pocket.

"Of course, Colonel’s privilege—I never forget."

He said solemnly.

"Good, young man. As long as you keep up this attitude, your reputation at the restaurant will remain intact."

The driver patted him on the shoulder, speaking with a deliberate tone.

"Is there something in the air, Colonel?"

Liu Zheng immediately grew alert.

"Haven’t you already met him?"

The driver replied.

"You mean that cashier?"

"Exactly. The restaurant’s staff are all elites. Even when they pick sides, they maintain their own positions. As long as you operate within the rules, you’ll still get our support—perhaps just not as generously as before."

The driver explained.

"Got it."

He nodded.

It seemed the restaurant and Si Xue weren’t entirely aligned, and with Liu Zheng’s increasingly impressive performance, the restaurant clearly wasn’t about to let him roam unchecked.

"So which side are you on, Colonel?"

He asked.

"I’m not on any side. No one but me can fill the role of driver. Even if someone could, the restaurant couldn’t pay my price."

"I just want to be a driver—a car to race, a uniform to wear. The rest? I couldn’t care less."

"So, not picking a side is the best side."

The driver said.

"I’ve already fought the greatest wars. Little skirmishes like these don’t excite me."

He paused and added.

"I envy you, Colonel."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

A cushy yet indispensable job—it was the dream gig for anyone working under such conditions.

"What’s to envy? I’m just the leftover scum of an old era."

The Colonel chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"My existence is merely to persist, to serve as the living tombstone of the Holy Empire."

"But you’re different. You have unlimited possibilities. Don’t let us relics weigh you down—forge your own new age."

He stared at Liu Zheng, his emerald green eyes seemingly alight with a burning fuse.

"Uh, I’ll try my best."

Liu Zheng scratched his head and replied.

The strong individuals he was on relatively good terms with all seemed to have various expectations for him.

But honestly, he was just a passerby. Even if he spent 25 hours a day stirring up trouble and maximizing his efficiency, he couldn’t dream of achieving any grand feats—at best, he’d wreak some havoc.

"Don’t underestimate your abilities, young man. I don’t know what you were doing before, but based on your performance since you joined the restaurant, your potential is limitless. All you need is a proper platform."

"And the restaurant is an excellent platform—do your best."

The driver patted Liu Zheng’s shoulder again and ducked back into his tank.

"Platform? More like a slaughterhouse."

Doctor Nile scoffed.

"Don’t think you’re doing great now. One small mistake, and you’ll be chopped up and frozen in the storage room. Those people calling you ’brother’ today? They’ll be the first to scavenge and feast on your scraps."

"Don’t be naive, Liu Zheng. If you get a chance, you must get out. Even living in the sewers and eating shit is safer than staying in the Bloody Restaurant."

He said seriously.

"Uh, if possible, I’d rather not eat shit."

Liu Zheng replied, speechless.

"That depends on your skills. If you can join City Hall and find a back-office job as a small clerk, that’s obviously the ideal choice."

"At that point, I might even consider letting you meet Sasha."

Doctor Nile said.

An eternally near-death deliveryman naturally wasn’t qualified to marry his Sasha.

But a City Hall employee? That was a different matter.

Doctor Nile had no intention of having Sasha take over his position as the Sun God Priest. Though the role was prestigious, it also carried immense responsibility—far beyond what Sasha’s intellect could handle.

Besides, as a full-fledged mummy, his lifespan far exceeded that of Sasha, who was merely a half-baked one.

His dissatisfaction with Liu Zheng mainly stemmed from how much trouble the man stirred up and the highly dangerous job he had delivering orders.

If Liu Zheng could truly leave the restaurant and find a stable job, Doctor Nile wouldn’t mind giving him a chance.

After all, rain will fall, and daughters will marry—he couldn’t keep Sasha by his side forever.

Moreover, that traitor was still alive. One day, Doctor Nile would have his revenge.

The wails of his kin in their dying moments still echoed in his ears, day after day.

"Don’t worry, I’ll prepare a dowry so generous it’ll blow your mind."

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