The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 683 - 487: High-speed vibrating and electrified tentacle_2

Chapter 683: Chapter 487: High-speed vibrating and electrified tentacle_2

The Tentacle Monster chuckled awkwardly.

"...If you want it, ask for it yourself. I’m not going to help you with that."

Liu Zheng said speechlessly.

"Don’t be like that. If you don’t ask, how could the God of Fool agree? How about this, I have a treasured bottle of Tentacle Enhancement Liquid. If you can get the God of Fool’s cat litter for me, I’ll give it to you."

The Tentacle Monster said through gritted teeth.

"What’s the effect?"

"It can make the tentacle vibrate rapidly and electrify. The more you apply, the stronger the vibration and current. Awesome, right?"

The Tentacle Monster raised his eyebrows.

"This enhancement liquid doesn’t sound like it’s for combat use."

He said suspiciously.

"Why aren’t bed battles considered battles? My dad used to say that losing to the opponent on the bed is more embarrassing than losing on the battlefield."

The Tentacle Monster asserted confidently.

"So did your father lose on the bed or on the battlefield ultimately?"

"I don’t know. One night he told me he was going out for a big fight, and he never came back."

The Tentacle Monster shrugged.

"So this enhancement liquid isn’t a relic from your father?"

"Wow, how did you guess that? You really are a top-notch expert."

The Tentacle Monster looked at him with admiration.

"I didn’t want to guess that. Something so ominous, you should keep it yourself."

Liu Zhengming refused.

"Liu Zheng, I want to catch bugs, meow~"

San Huamao looked at the bushes, his paws itching to go.

"Salmon, be good. Let’s finish our business first, then we’ll play."

He patted San Huamao’s head.

"Okay, meow~"

San Huamao regretfully retracted his paws.

"Salmon is so good. Here, have some dried fish."

Liu Zheng picked him up and handed some dried fish to his mouth.

"Liu Zheng is the best, meow~"

San Huamao enjoyed the massage while eating the dried fish, speaking happily.

"If only I could hold the God of Fool like that."

The Tentacle Monster said enviously, watching the scene.

"You can try later."

Liu Zheng said as he walked forward with San Huamao in his arms.

"I’m just a bit dazed, not stupid."

The Tentacle Monster rolled its eyes, following behind.

After walking towards the grey mist for about ten minutes, Liu Zheng finally saw a building.

A dark green bronze door appeared in front of them, made up of countless overlapping bronze spheres.

A closer look revealed each bronze sphere was actually a cluster of bronze worms coiled together.

Each bronze worm was intricately patterned, some arranged neatly, others twisted and deformed, exuding a mysterious, ancient aura.

"This is so freaking cool. The God of Fool has such taste, even for his home door."

The Tentacle Monster said with eyes shining.

"Can you be less crazy? You’re embarrassing me, like a brainless fan."

Liu Zheng said disdainfully.

"What’s wrong with brainless fans? They’re our bread and butter. If you have three thousand brainless fans, you could write anything and it’ll be a hit. Why would you need to deliver food then?"

The Tentacle Monster retorted.

"Besides, aren’t you only half human? Losing face would just turn you into a Black Mountain Goat Cub, wouldn’t it?"

"You’re making sense, but the problem is, you’re not my brainless fan."

He snapped back.

"Hmph, want me to be your brainless fan? Try writing a bestselling novel first."

The Tentacle Monster pouted.

"Just wait."

Liu Zheng casually replied, then took out his phone.

Looking at those bronze worms, he really lacked the courage to knock.

"God of Fool, we’re here."

After the call connected, Liu Zheng said.

"Alright, I’ll lower the ladder right away."

As soon as the God of Fool finished speaking, a glowing ladder descended from the grey mist and stretched to their feet.

"Just step onto the ladder and keep walking up."

The God of Fool said.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

"So this thing isn’t really a door, is it?"

He looked at the bronze door, speechless.

"Judging by the situation, it seems not."

"Then what’s it doing here?"

"Maybe it’s a decoration."

The Tentacle Monster scratched his head.

"The aesthetic of wealthy people."

Liu Zheng shook his head and stepped onto the glowing ladder.

To his surprise, a rough yet solid sensation came from underfoot, like stepping on a stone ladder.

Considering the ladder’s appearance could merely be a disguise, it wasn’t too surprising.

After walking upwards for a few minutes, the ladder ended in thick grey mist.

Liu Zheng walked into the mist, feeling like entering morning smog.

"Welcome to the Original Fort, I’m the master here, the God of Fool."

The Black Cat sat on a bar stool, lifted a paw, and greeted them.

"Sorry to disturb you with our visit."

Liu Zheng placed San Huamao on the ground.

"Hello, I’m Salmon, Liu Zheng’s friend, meow~"

San Huamao proudly said with his head held high.

"Hello, Salmon, nice to meet you. Your outfit looks adorable."

The Black Cat complimented.

"Thank you, your outfit looks great too, meow~"

San Huamao said happily.

Today the Black Cat wore a black morning coat, vest, shirt, tie, and a silk top hat, complete with a cravat and pocket watch.

"It’s an honor to receive a compliment from a lady like you."

The Black Cat jumped down from the stool, removed his hat, and bowed to San Huamao.

"Oh, Liu Zheng, what should I do, meow?"

It was evidently San Huamao’s first time encountering such a situation, asking somewhat dazedly.

"Offer him some dried fish."

Liu Zheng took out a few dried fishes and gave them to him.

"Alright, please have some dried fish, personally prepared by me, meow~"

San Huamao handed the dried fish to the Black Cat.

"Thank you."

The Black Cat took the dried fish and sniffed it.

"The aroma is quite unusual. Which fish is this from?"

It asked.

"This is sewer fish."

Liu Zheng replied.

"I’ve had dishes made with sewer fish, but none as fragrant as this."

The Black Cat remarked.

"I got this from the Fisherman. It’s likely a premium fish among those he raises."

"Oh, the Fisherman. I’ve heard of his reputation. Fish he raises are top-notch, and restaurants that boast of using the Fisherman’s sewer fish cause a frenzy among fish cuisine enthusiasts."

The Black Cat said knowingly.

Evidently, it was one of those fish cuisine enthusiasts.

"If the God of Fool enjoys it, I’ll bring some next time for you."

Liu Zheng offered, of course, without intending to deliver it himself.

"Wouldn’t that trouble you? I’ve heard the Fisherman isn’t easy to deal with."

"No trouble at all, we’re practically family. Taking some fish is nothing."

Liu Zheng waved a tentacle.

"It’s enviable that the delivery man is so well-received everywhere."

The Black Cat admired.

"Not bad. This here is the Tentacle Monster I told you about."

He introduced while pulling it forward.

"Hi there, God of Fool, you’re, you’re my fan."

The Tentacle Monster stammered.

"Ah, no, I mean I’m your idol. No, wrong again, sigh, I’m embarrassing myself."

It realized and said, somewhat upset.

"It’s okay. I was like that at my first literary salon too. I was so nervous I wore my hat backward, causing the entire room to laugh."

The Black Cat comforted.

"Really, really?"

"Absolutely true. As creators, our dignity comes from our work. I’ve read your novels. Though lacking in detail, they have spirit. I’m optimistic about your future."

The Black Cat said, holding its hand proactively.

"Thank you, thank you, I’ll keep striving. Starting tomorrow, I’ll write 20,000 words daily!"

The Tentacle Monster teared up, moved and excitedly said.

"Uh, no need to push yourself so hard. Creation is important, but enjoying life matters too."

"Then maybe 10,000 words daily?"

The Tentacle Monster tentatively asked.

"Four thousand, four thousand is plenty."

The Black Cat said, eyes gleaming.