The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 590: Yay, I’ve got the last review of 2024, which makes it perfect (don’t panic, watch me continue to outsmart).

Chapter 590: Yay, I’ve got the last review of 2024, which makes it perfect (don’t panic, watch me continue to outsmart).

"Really, woof?"

The Kobold widened its eyes and stared at him.

"Really, the money is right here with me. Once the fight is over, payment will be made on the spot. This is the deposit."

Liu Zheng directly pulled out a wad of bundled bills and threw them over.

"Woof!"

The Kobold caught it with its mouth and stuffed it into the pocket of its security uniform.

"If I kill a few more, can I earn extra?"

It asked eagerly.

"Yes, for every monk you kill, you’ll earn an extra ten thousand. This money is available to anyone, including yourselves."

Liu Zheng pointed at the monks with his finger.

Of course, the monks were naturally indifferent to this.

The Metaverse does not use real-world currency, and purchasing bionic bodies and similar items requires going through temple channels.

Thus, a mere ten thousand yuan wasn’t enough to make them defect.

Although, if it were raised to a million per bald head, then perhaps it would be a different story.

But ten thousand yuan per bald head was already more than enough for the security guards.

Don’t forget, Liu Zheng’s casual spending of tens of thousands is because what he purchases is usually big-ticket items.

Under City Hall’s "mass specialization, precise calculation," inflation in the Metropolis is tightly controlled, and currency purchasing power remains high.

Just look at Liu Zheng — even as a delivery worker for Bloody Restaurant, his monthly salary is only two to three thousand.

Undoubtedly, some of this is offset by other benefits, but the low wages of Metropolis workers are evident.

Ten thousand yuan was already equivalent to several months’ salary for these security guards, and in reality, the improvement in their standard of living would be far greater.

This was pure extra income, and anyone who’s ever started a business knows how difficult it is to increase net profit.

It wasn’t just the Kobold whose eyes turned red — even the other security guards were getting excited.

"Alright, you’d better keep your word. Woof!"

The Kobold barked loudly, immediately throwing away its shield and short sword.

A string of short and obscure spells was rapidly chanted, and its skin turned red, with mouse-like muscle lumps rolling under its flesh.

"Magic Bloodline Ancestor Return! Woof!"

Finally, the Kobold shouted the name of its spell.

Its figure expanded instantly, its scales becoming thicker and coarser, and antler-like horns sprouted from its head.

Of course, the most eye-catching feature was the fleshy wings that grew from its back.

The Kobold’s fleshy wings were extremely wide, enough to envelop its entire body.

However, the membrane on the wings was riddled with holes, as if it had been bombarded.

Despite this, the magical glow lingering on the remaining membranes was enough to make everyone realize this was no mere show.

"I’ll go kill them now, and if you don’t pay me, I’ll kill you instead! Awooo!"

The Kobold — no, the Dragonman — let out a thunderous roar, its wings flapping once as it turned into a blur, rushing toward the three monks.

Its overwhelming aura even caught the attention of the Great Monk.

"Damn it, Kou De is about to lose it again. Brothers, if things start looking bad, back out immediately."

The security team leader Liu Zheng had met before, Yang Dali, cursed.

Magic Bloodline Ancestor Return’s effect was immediately apparent — when unused, Kou De was already the best fighter in their security team. After activating it, even the entire security team combined wasn’t a match for him. But the side effects were equally obvious.

Typically, a clan’s Kobold only has one bloodline source.

After using Magic Bloodline Ancestor Return, their body and mind will trace back to that bloodline source. Even if their spirit is affected, it will only be influenced by that bloodline source.

This normally wouldn’t be a bad thing — after all, Kobold intelligence is generally low, and if their personality can be assimilated by their bloodline source, their intelligence might even get a bit of a boost.

In fact, for Kobolds with clan traditions, this is considered a great honor.

But for Kou De, things were more complicated.

Because it had multiple bloodline sources, each equally dominant and even conflicting with one another.

Simply put, it had too many ancestors, and none of them got along.

This resulted in Kou De having a natural gift for dominating its kin but also facing immense difficulty in ancestral transformation.

Every time it cast Bloodline Ancestor Return, it felt like playing a blind box — if it got lucky and transformed into a reasonable ancestor, it’d just need a few days to recover afterward.

But if it got unlucky and transformed into a hostile ancestor, then at best it’d suffer seizures, and at worst it’d go mad, taking down both enemies and allies in the process.

Clearly, Yang Dali had suffered because of this before.

This was also why Kou De, despite its outstanding power and dedication, could only remain as a high-level regular security guard.

After all, the more effort it put in, the greater the losses for the company.

Still, the company couldn’t bear to fire such a unique Kobold, so they decided to keep it for now. If the problem ever got resolved, the company would hit the jackpot.

Even if they couldn’t retain Kou De by then, they could hand it over to the headquarters as a successful talent cultivation case.

Kou De was the first to rush at Zhi Zhang, deliberately lowering its center of gravity while its right hand curved inward and its left hand pulled back in preparation.

Its movements were identical to when it was wielding its shield and sword just moments ago.

"Magic Continuous Fireballs!"

Kou De swung its left hand forward in a quick, precise strike, resembling the direct stab of a short sword.

However, its true killing move came from its right hand, which suddenly released a spell.

After transforming into a Dragonman, it had shifted from Mage to Magician.

No need for lengthy chants, no need for complex casting materials — it simply called upon its bloodline power, and the magic forces would respond.