The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 650 - 471: The Most Succubus Episode

Chapter 650: Chapter 471: The Most Succubus Episode

"Who the hell pushed you?"

Liu Zheng shouted back even louder.

"Getting to know me is as good as winning the lottery for you, acting like I wronged you or something."

"If your brain, which is full of milk but not much else, can’t figure it out, go ask Chili Head."

"And if you still can’t figure it out, let’s duke it out; whoever dies won’t have to worry about it anymore, how about that?"

He said aggressively.

"Can’t you have a better attitude?"

Guo Koutangzi’s bravado faded,

"I’m risking so much to give you a heads-up, can’t you be a bit kinder?"

Liu Zheng’s voice grew even louder.

"...Is what it is."

Guo Koutangzi paused and said in a low voice.

"That’s more like it. Acting like a big sister but yelling like a little brother all day long, when is Jiwei Group ever going to restore its glory?"

He said with satisfaction.

"Tch."

Guo Koutangzi sneered.

"Alright, just wait for me, I’ll figure it out when I get there."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

He reached into his pocket, and sure enough, his three-time Outstanding Employee Memorial Medal was missing.

"Big Shot~"

He flashed a fawning smile at Niu Ma.

"Cut it out. You’re familiar with them, I’m not."

Niu Ma said without lifting an eyelid.

"Come on, once you’re a stranger, twice you’re friends, right?"

Liu Zheng tried to coax.

"No way. Are you going or not? If you’re not, I’m delivering this order."

Niu Ma said.

"I’m going, I’m going."

He immediately slung the Legendary Takeout Box on his back and headed for the door.

Niu Ma knew in terms of ruthlessness, he was definitely above the average level in Metropolis.

When they were strangers at first, the intent to screw Liu Zheng over was definitely genuine.

If he let Niu Ma go, forget about Garlic having a hard time getting away; even others from Jiwei Group would suffer miserably, probably annihilated as a group.

"Humph."

Niu Ma turned around and aimed its rear at him.

The kid was getting more and more insolent, even thinking of using its precious stuff to curry favor.

Where in Metropolis do people hand out charity that easily, acts of rare kindness were scarce; he should be taught a lesson.

"Sigh."

Liu Zheng sighed while opening the lunch box on the delivery cart.

He understood Niu Ma’s intentions perfectly, and there was nothing wrong with it.

It was already good enough that he had lent the life-saving Memorial Medal to him time and time again; he was just asking on the off chance.

Opening the diner revealed a battleship model to Liu Zheng’s eyes.

The battleship had a Japanese style, evidenced by the pagoda-like bridge.

The frame of this pagoda-like bridge was a seven-foot mast, with observation points and design command centers arranged layer by layer along the mast, forming a pagoda, nicknamed the "illegal structure."

The main reason for designing such an aesthetically unpleasing and unsafe bridge is that in the era of battleship cannon duels, firing further and more accurately was king.

And during that time of limited technology, elevating the bridge, raising the firing position disc, rangefinder, and observers to obtain precise targeting data for guiding artillery at longer distances became a simple, cost-effective, and eco-friendly choice.

Of course, brute force doesn’t always result in miracles, especially in such a tech-intensive field as naval warfare.

With battleship cannon ranges generally exceeding thirty kilometers, far beyond the twenty-kilometer visual range of observers, this "illegal structure" was rendered useless and phased out.

And the battleship model in front of him was even more heavyweight, with a "super illegal" level bridge, mid-mount turrets, primary ships with torpedoes, an array of useless grill turrets, and forty-mm minor anti-aircraft guns with no external anti-air defense.

Even with Liu Zheng’s layman understanding of warships, he could tell that if this battleship model were actually built, its main function would probably be a demonstration of errors.

A floating hotel at first glance, confirmed as mostly incapable of combat duties.

The sushi placed on the deck, turrets, and masts confirmed his suspicion.

Obviously, this was the creation of some kitchen employee with expertise and a certain mischievous whimsy.

Liu Zheng gingerly placed the battleship sushi into the Legendary delivery man, the green light flashed, no issues detected.

He nodded, and put the battleship sushi into the special lunch box.

This time the lunch box was customized to prevent the sushi from moving or falling apart during transport.

"Colonel, I’m renting a sports car, you drive, okay?"

Liu Zheng said.

Since there’s an urgent matter, it’s best to be quick.

"Sure."

The Driver readily agreed to his request.

Going into the delivery channel, Liu Zheng wondered if it was his imagination that this time it took much less time to pass through.

So fast that when he emerged from the channel, the Driver hadn’t appeared yet.

"Hmm, how did we get through so quickly this time?"

And the Driver, who appeared soon after, validated that it wasn’t his imagination.

"I don’t quite know either."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

The Driver was someone you couldn’t fully be open with, much like the Big White Goose.

"Oh, let’s go."

It seemed the Driver didn’t care to know either.

"Let’s hit the clinic first."

"Okay."

Thanks to the Driver’s rapid acceleration and heavy-foot on the pedal, Liu Zheng reached the clinic’s entrance in just three minutes.

"Androsphinx."

He called out to the Sphinx.

Since this was the word that triggered the spell, he guessed that it must be the Sphinx’s name.

"Human, don’t think just because you fed me a few times you can be so presumptuous."

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