The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 576: I’m tied up with things during the day and really can’t make it, so I’ll maintain perfect attendance, and I’ll make the change immediately.

Chapter 576: I’m tied up with things during the day and really can’t make it, so I’ll maintain perfect attendance, and I’ll make the change immediately.

"F*ck!"

The Fisherman suddenly cursed.

"Hey, what’s the point of cursing for no reason?"

Liu Zheng said discontentedly.

"Why don’t you try it yourself? Do you know how awful it feels to be summoned?"

The Fisherman shot him a glare.

"Nope, that kind of blessing is reserved for big shots like you. I can’t afford it."

He shrugged.

The sewer is a big shot, the Fisherman is a mid-level big shot, Niu Ma is a junior big shot—anyway, they’re all big shots.

As for the Supreme Councilman? Now that’s a mega big shot.

"Tch. Get lost already. I need to lie down for a while. Damn it, I’ve only known you for a few days, and I’ve suffered more than in the last few decades combined."

The Fisherman grumbled and swore.

"Why don’t you mention you’ve been accomplishing more in these few days than you did in the last few decades?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Are you leaving or not? If you don’t, I’ll skewer you out of here."

The Fisherman’s right hand transformed into a harpoon, glaring at him menacingly.

"Fine, I’m leaving."

He said aggressively.

Of course, leaving for real wasn’t happening. With Si Xue coming back, maybe.

"By the way, what’s Brother Sha up to?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"Wandering around, said he’s looking to find an outlet to the sea."

The Fisherman replied.

"Don’t tell me he’s planning an overseas escape?"

"Could be. Counting on you to revoke his wanted status? Who knows how long that’ll take. Anyway, he’s not the type to bother his buddies."

The Fisherman responded.

"You two seem to get along pretty well."

He raised an eyebrow.

"We’re the only two live ones down here—wouldn’t it be strange not to?"

The Fisherman said bluntly.

"Didn’t they say there were plenty who couldn’t survive up top, who fled down to the sewers?"

"Spend enough time in the sewer, and people aren’t people anymore. Besides, even if they kept their sanity, it’s not like just anyone can talk to me."

The Fisherman said arrogantly.

"Alright, alright, you almighty sewer overlord, the crown jewel of Metropolis’s fishing industry."

Liu Zheng flattered effortlessly.

"Glad you know."

"So, you think Brother Sha will really find the sea outlet?"

He asked with some concern.

"If I couldn’t find it, it’d be a miracle if he could. Even if he did, it’s doubtful he’d get through."

The Fisherman replied.

"Then how did the mermaid princess manage to sneak in?"

"Ever heard of loose entry, strict exit? City Hall spends enormous manpower and resources migrating populations from abroad every year. If someone takes the initiative to enrich Metropolis’s demographics, why wouldn’t they welcome it?"

The Fisherman answered.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng recalled the black humanoid figure beyond the Abyss and the tentacles extending out of the portal.

City Hall isn’t exactly rolling out the welcome mat for just any immigrants, apparently.

"I’m out."

He waved his tentacle and made his way back to the surface.

"Anything unusual?"

Liu Zheng asked when he returned to the French Plane Tree.

"Just felt someone watching us—not too close, though, so I can’t tell if it’s those guys in black armor."

Doctor Nile said.

"If they didn’t come near, no need to worry. You keep an eye out; I’ll go pick someone up from work and come back."

He said.

"Man or woman?"

Doctor Nile asked.

"The Fisherman’s daughter."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Tch."

Guo Koutangzi snorted, pretending not to hear.

"You’re really good at delegating—off to your date while we’re stuck here guarding, huh?"

Doctor Nile grumbled.

Ever since escaping Bloody Restaurant, he’d been disrespected everywhere he went. Once a respected presence on the streets, even among close friends, this was overboard.

"No, you’re misunderstanding."

Liu Zheng recounted the story about the Fisherman and the bald monk.

"I’ve known the Fisherman for years. I can’t just watch him die childless."

He said earnestly.

Though the Sea Girl was female, non-human races likely wouldn’t care about favoring sons.

Even if the Fisherman was an old-fashioned type, worst-case scenario he could bring in a son-in-law.

"To someone like us Immortal Species, knowing you guys for a couple decades is equivalent to bumping into strangers in passing."

Doctor Nile chuckled.

"Wisdom doesn’t come with age, and bonds aren’t determined by time. The Fisherman and I share a life-and-death camaraderie—a brotherhood closer than blood."

Liu Zheng declared solemnly.

"Then your family tree must be a mess."

"Enough chit-chat. I’m heading out."

He waved his tentacle and made a quick getaway.

This group—non-humans don’t spit out human words. Staying longer would mean more gossip about him.

"I think when that tree wakes up, it won’t be too thrilled about those buzzing critters around it."

Once Liu Zheng got in the car, the Driver remarked sarcastically.

"It’s lucky to still be alive. Stretching its roots into the sewer to scavenge food every day—what right does it have to complain about those fly-people?"

"Plus, it’s just public property. The fly-people are even employees of City Hall."

Though temporary workers, admittedly.

"Why do I feel like you’re talking about matchmaking?"

The Driver quipped.

"You know about matchmaking?"

He asked, surprised.

"I’ve only been dead a hundred years—not a thousand. Besides, the older generation loves that stuff."

The Driver replied.

"Fair enough—gotta respect the idea of matching social status."

Liu Zheng said with a nod.

"Where to now?"

"No rush. Check this out first."

He pulled out a hand-cranked air raid siren.

"Hmm?"

The Driver took the siren, a spark of excitement in his eyes.

"Where did you get this?"

He asked.

"Red Ghost gave it to me."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Heh, still holding onto this kind of thing? Sentimental old geezer."

The Driver said mockingly, though a nostalgic expression crept across his face.

"This wouldn’t happen to be one of your folks’ things, would it?"

He asked.

"No, quite the opposite—this was once used to defend against us."

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