The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 564 - 428: Exploiting Bugs is Not Exclusive to Humans

Chapter 564: Chapter 428: Exploiting Bugs is Not Exclusive to Humans

"Thanks, everyone, for showing up to back me up."

Liu Zheng cupped his tentacle in greeting to the crowd.

"No need to say that, Master Liu. After introducing such a big business opportunity to our massage parlor, this is the least we can do. Even if it comes down to a real fight, we’ll have no complaints."

Ying Hu was the first to stand up and express his loyalty.

"That’s right. Zheng Chan saving Seiko is the same as saving our entire family. Just one word from you, and we wouldn’t hesitate—no matter young or old, male or female."

Jinzi said with a smile.

"Uh... I honestly can’t tell the difference."

Liu Zheng said sarcastically, glancing at the Jinzi family whose faces were practically identical and whose genders were ambiguous.

Oh, there was one face Liu Zheng could recognize, and that belonged to Xiao Wan.

"You’re so annoying, Zheng Chan, gosh~"

Jinzi playfully punched his chest with her small fists.

"Cough, cough! Stop being annoying. If you keep it up, you’ll pummel me to death!"

Liu Zheng quickly grabbed her hands to hold her fists back.

Those seemingly lightweight fists carried a surprising amount of force—more than enough to take out 17 or 18 overweight shut-ins.

"Zheng Chan, you’re such a pain!"

Jinzi rolled her eyes at him, twisting his chest sharply before letting go.

"But Zheng Chan, we’ve taken leave from our boss to come here, and we can only stay until sunset before heading back. Otherwise, it’ll be hard to explain."

She explained.

"Master Liu, we’re in the same situation."

Ying Hu added.

"No problem. Leave when you need to; I’ll make other arrangements."

"Why don’t you all socialize and exchange ideas? You’re kind of in the same industry, so it could strengthen the connections between you."

Liu Zheng understood their predicament.

"Alright, sounds good."

Both sides were more than happy to oblige.

The Zhengzhong Massage Parlor group consisted of robust, energetic guys brimming with vitality, while the Jidao Public Bath crew was made up of gentle, delicate beauties.

One side had passable customer service but mediocre massage techniques; the other side excelled in service but fell short in technical prowess.

No matter which way you looked at it, the two were highly complementary.

"All that fake liquor couldn’t poison you, but a bit of meat filled you up like this?"

Liu Zheng shook his head at the French Plane Tree.

He wasn’t sure when the other party would wake up, so he had to prepare for long-term protection.

The Zhengzhong Massage Parlor and Jidao Public Bath groups had to leave at their appointed time, so they couldn’t be relied upon.

Though Doctor Nile’s people were capable of extended stays, the Black-armored Men had already clashed with them before. The next confrontation would undoubtedly see them coming prepared.

And for Liu Zheng himself, once his break ended, he’d have to resume his delivery job.

He could spare a moment to check in occasionally, but extended vigil was out of the question.

"Maybe we should just take advantage of the moment and wipe out those guys right now."

A glint of ruthless determination flickered in Liu Zheng’s eyes.

The best way to solve a problem was to eliminate the source of it.

But a second later, he abandoned the idea.

He had no idea how many people the enemy had, what cards they might hold, or whether they had allies. Charging in recklessly was akin to tossing a lamb into a tiger’s den.

Liu Zheng wouldn’t mind risking himself alone, but he couldn’t gamble with other people’s lives—especially those who had come forward to help him.

Furthermore, now that the enemy knew he had deduced their base was at the Slave Market, there was no guarantee they were still there.

"Ugh, if only the Fisherman or Brother Sha could step in."

Liu Zheng sighed.

If either of them could show up, he wouldn’t need to go to such great lengths.

Speaking of which, didn’t the French Plane Tree claim to be public property that nobody dared mess with? Why did these Black-armored Men seem completely fearless?"

Oh, right, their goal wasn’t the French Plane Tree itself—just digging up the Black Soil and stealing the corpse of the Wood Elf Royal Family.

Indeed, exploiting glitches wasn’t unique to humans.

"Ah, ’public property.’"

An idea sparked in Liu Zheng’s mind. He pulled out his phone and dialed Yangzi.

"What’s up?"

Yangzi’s side sounded a bit noisy.

"Are you busy, Sister Yangzi?"

"Not really. My coworkers are treating me to drinks to celebrate."

Yangzi responded.

"Celebrate what?"

"Celebrate that I managed to make it back alive from Lord Guna’s place."

Yangzi explained.

"Well, that’s definitely worth celebrating. I need your help with something, Sister Yangzi."

After some small talk, Liu Zheng got down to business.

"Hold on."

The noise gradually faded, indicating Yangzi had found a quieter spot.

"Okay, go ahead."

A moment later, she said.

"I remember your brother-in-law works for City Hall, right? Which department is he in?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"He’s with the City Supervision Department."

Yangzi replied promptly.

"Makes sense."

Even in the real world, the City Supervision Department was a highly authoritative branch, possessing extensive permissions and enforcement power.

In a place like Metropolis, where commerce dominates and administrative agencies wield absolute power, its standing was even higher, almost parallel to the Security Department.

Having a brother-in-law in that position explained why people from the Hundred Ghosts were so deferential towards Yangzi.

But given the current problem, the City Supervision Department wasn’t the right fit.

"Does your brother-in-law know anyone from the Sanitation Department?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I’m not sure. I never ask my brother-in-law about his work—whatever I know comes from my sister."

Yangzi shook her head.

Even though they were close as siblings, respecting boundaries in such matters was important.

"Got it. I need help from someone in the Sanitation Department."

Liu Zheng then explained the issue regarding the French Plane Tree.

Theoretically, contacting 4399 might be more reliable.

That individual wasn’t just part of the Border Control Bureau—an exceptionally powerful agency—but also a member of the human "Refusal to Enslave Faction."

Judging by how they helped investigate the whereabouts of Yuan Baoer, 4399 clearly had extensive connections within City Hall.

Yet, unless absolutely necessary, Liu Zheng preferred not to deepen his ties with the "Refusal to Enslave Faction."