The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 553 - 422 Niu Ma Rightfully Takes the Beating_2

Chapter 553: Chapter 422 Niu Ma Rightfully Takes the Beating_2

The French Plane Tree spoke.

"This is only second place. So, what’s the first?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Want to know?"

"Of course."

"Hehe, I’m not telling you."

The French Plane Tree said smugly.

"Then I won’t let you see the Wood Elf corpse."

He shrugged and said.

"Hmph, you wouldn’t dare. We signed the Ring Contract. If you dare break the contract, I can eat you anytime."

The French Plane Tree said with an air of control.

"Yeah, I promised to get you a Wood Elf corpse, but I haven’t gotten it yet."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said.

"If you haven’t gotten it, then why are you here? Get lost and don’t bother me basking in the moonlight."

The French Plane Tree said impatiently.

"But the moon hasn’t even come out yet."

He looked at the dim sky and said.

"None of your business. Go away! With a disgusting human like you polluting the air around me, even my chloroplasts are getting dirty."

The French Plane Tree resorted to personal insults.

"Oh really? Then I’m leaving for real. Don’t regret it later, okay?"

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hmph, stupid..."

The French Plane Tree was about to curse but suddenly sensed something was amiss.

"Stupid human, what scheme are you up to now?"

It asked suspiciously.

"Why don’t you guess first?"

Liu Zheng said with a mischievous smile.

"I’m not guessing. Spill it! If you don’t, I’ll grab you and use you as a stake."

The French Plane Tree threatened.

"Tsk, talking to you bunch is no fun. You only know how to use violence."

He pouted.

"Hmph, the only way to deal with humans like you is through violence. I’m no devil; I won’t play mind games with you."

"Hurry up and say it."

The French Plane Tree urged.

"Alright, while I didn’t bring a Wood Elf corpse, I brought something even better."

Liu Zheng opened the car door and dragged out the corpse of the Wood Elf Royal Family.

"This is... Stupid human, move!"

The French Plane Tree suddenly shouted.

Though he didn’t know what was happening, Liu Zheng’s trust in the French Plane Tree, second only to Niu Ma, led him to roll aside without hesitation.

The next second, a massive mouth, resembling a mix of fish and frog, emerged from the ground and swallowed the Wood Elf Royal corpse in one bite.

If Liu Zheng hadn’t dodged, he would’ve been bitten in half.

"Want to steal from me? You’re courting death!"

The French Plane Tree roared angrily.

A spiral-shaped, drill-like root burst out from underground and penetrated that giant mouth, drilling through to the other side.

The unknown creature, after swallowing the corpse, attempted to retreat underground, but the root blocked it, making escape impossible, like a fish caught on a hook.

"Get out here!"

As the French Plane Tree’s words fell, several more roots emerged from the black soil and wrapped around the drill root, fortifying it until it was thicker than Liu Zheng.

With their combined force, the roots slowly dragged the unknown creature out of the ground.

"What the heck is that thing?"

Liu Zheng’s eyes widened.

Beneath the massive mouth was a bizarre head covered in fish scales and gills, with mouse-like whiskers.

Its body was even more grotesque. Six limbs, indistinguishable as arms or legs, were covered in greasy gray fur, while its bald, pale torso looked skeletal.

Both its torso and limbs were so scrawny that they seemed incapable of supporting the disproportionately large head.

"So it’s just a mutated sewer creature. No wonder it dared cause trouble on my turf."

The French Plane Tree sneered.

"A mutated sewer creature?"

Before Liu Zheng could ask further, the tree withdrew its roots and hurled the fish-headed creature into the air.

Then, its trunk shuddered, and every leaf on its branches detached, swarming toward the creature like a hive of bees.

Chunks of meat, alongside greasy sewer-like blood, rained down as the fish-headed creature was flayed alive into a pile of white bones. Not a shred of flesh was left.

From its discovery to its death, it didn’t even get a chance to retaliate.

"No wonder you’re the big boss of Rose Street. Niu Ma deserved that beating you gave him."

Watching the French Plane Tree carefully retrieve the Wood Elf Royal corpse, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but admire.

"You big idiot!"

The French Plane Tree placed the corpse on the black soil, covered it with roots, and then started cursing.

"What now?"

Liu Zheng asked helplessly.

"Don’t you know showing off wealth attracts trouble? You flaunted something this eye-catching like it’s nothing!"

"Then what was I supposed to do? This thing doesn’t fit in a takeout box."

He shrugged.

"Besides, didn’t we trade plenty of valuable items before? Nothing like this happened."

He defended himself.

"Idiot! Those items were for use; this one’s for consumption. That’s a huge difference!"

"This kind of item, capable of elevating life essence, could spark wars between factions if placed outside the city. Even within the city, I can’t guarantee its safety."

The French Plane Tree scolded.

"Well, you didn’t tell me beforehand. I’m just a regular human, how was I supposed to know?"

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"Purée! Who would’ve thought you could actually bring back a Wood Elf Royal corpse?"

The French Plane Tree couldn’t help swearing in French.

"You’re underestimating me. Haven’t I always over-delivered during our trades?"

He said proudly.

"Hmph, arrogant human."

The French Plane Tree pondered but couldn’t refute him, so it just muttered.

"Hurry and inspect the goods so I can deliver the coffin to the Tomb Guardian."

Now it was Liu Zheng’s turn to urge.

He also planned to handle the deputy minister’s cemetery purchase while he was at it.

"What’s the rush? I’m inspecting, aren’t I?"

The French Plane Tree rolled its eyes at him.

However, perhaps because Liu Zheng brought something too valuable this time, its tone softened noticeably.

"Such abundant vitality, such pure Power of Nature."

The French Plane Tree revealed the Wood Elf Royal corpse and gently caressed her body with its roots.

"You know, even though we’re close and you’re technically a tree, the way you’re moving and sounding right now is downright creepy."

Liu Zheng said, squinting at it.

"Huh, no matter how creepy I am, I can’t compare to you humans."

The French Plane Tree retorted.

"Still, this situation has gotten a bit tricky."

Its tone suddenly turned concerned.

"Why? Wrong gender? Need a male instead?"

"If you don’t have a sense of humor, just shut up. Even the City Hall’s annual report is funnier than you."

The French Plane Tree mocked.

"What’s the problem, then?"

"The natural power in the Wood Elf Royal corpse is too overwhelming. I’m worried that consuming it might force me to evolve into a Tree Demon or a similar form."

The French Plane Tree replied.

"Then just eat less of it."

Liu Zheng suggested instinctively.

"You idiot human. Do you think it’s like eating regular food?"

The French Plane Tree rolled its eyes.

"It’s all or nothing. Otherwise, who knows what might go wrong."

"Then just eat it all. You’re already torn between evolving into a Tree Demon or a Phoenix, right? Instead of worrying, leave it to chance."

He proposed.

"Only weaklings rely on luck. The strong trust their strength."

The French Plane Tree rejected the idea.

"Fine, you figure it out. Anyway, I’ve delivered the goods. Give me the coffin already. As for the surplus value, keep it on tab for our next trade."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Ugh, you annoying human! Can’t you wait a little longer?"

The French Plane Tree said in exasperation.

"You’re a French noble, why are you so difficult? Fine, fine, I’ll wait ten more minutes. Happy now?"

He said in a resigned tone.

"Hmph!"

The French Plane Tree snorted arrogantly, its gaze shifting toward the other roadside trees.

"Why are you looking at them? Aren’t they idiots? Could they possibly give you advice?"

Liu Zheng asked, puzzled.

"I don’t need their advice. I’m just considering whether to give myself a companion."

The French Plane Tree replied.