The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 694 - 493 - Si Xue: "You want to be on top of me?

Chapter 694: Chapter 493 - Si Xue: "You want to be on top of me?

"Huh?!"

Niu Ma widened his ox eyes upon seeing Liu Zheng return unharmed.

"You didn’t run into the Peacock?"

"I did."

"And she didn’t give you any trouble?"

Niu Ma asked.

"She did."

"Then what trump card did you have up your sleeve?"

Niu Ma asked again.

"None. But I did manage to get two good things on my way back."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Then how the heck did you come back without a scratch?"

Niu Ma expressed confusion and irritation.

"Oh, the president of the Writer Association stepped in to stop her for me."

He said.

"When the heck did you get chummy with the president of the Writer Association?"

Niu Ma was even more puzzled and irritated.

"Wasn’t it at that salon ball with the novelist we attended last time? That’s when I met their Vice President-to-be, the Fool, and we’ve been in touch since then."

Liu Zheng explained.

"You’re really good at making connections, aren’t you? I bet tomorrow you’ll tell me you’re going to the Supreme Councilman’s birthday party."

Niu Ma joked.

"Not quite, not quite."

He was about to make a few jokes when Niu Ma’s phone rang.

"Boss, you’re looking for me? Okay, I’ll send him over right away."

Niu Ma hung up the phone.

"Serves you right for showing off, the boss is looking for you again."

He gloated.

"Did he say what it’s about?"

Liu Zheng quickly asked.

"Not really, but judging by his tone, you should survive."

Niu Ma deliberately teased him.

"I haven’t caused any trouble lately."

"Your ’lately’ doesn’t seem very recent."

Niu Ma squinted.

"Near and far are relative, dude. Oh by the way, here, enjoy this on me."

He took out the Fishman Mixed Stew from the Legendary Takeout Box and placed it in front of Niu Ma.

"Why are you being so generous all of a sudden?"

Niu Ma was suspicious.

"Are you up to something again?"

"Come on, you missed the staff meal earlier, didn’t you? Consider this compensation."

Liu Zheng said.

"Hmph, I’d believe you if I were a fool."

Despite his words, Niu Ma accepted it without hesitation.

Eat the sugar coating, throw the shell back.

Liu Zheng chuckled, left the lounge and arrived at the junction.

"Everything’s so fresh."

He walked into the elevator, glanced around, and remarked.

Even though nothing looked different to the naked eye, it felt very clean, very new, just like an English Highland calf freshly bathed.

"Clank!"

The elevator vibrated once in response.

"Are you satisfied with the completion of my task?"

Liu Zheng smiled as he asked.

"Clank, clank, clank!"

The elevator vibrated thrice to indicate assent.

"But I’m not satisfied."

His expression turned cold.

"I recall telling you that the cleaner I hired was my friend."

"Clank!"

The elevator vibrated once.

"I saw her injuries."

"Not... intentional..."

After a moment of silence, the elevator struggled to speak.

"Whether intentional or not, does it matter? Having the ability to avoid injury but not doing so is intentional enough."

He spoke calmly.

The elevator remained silent, unable to refute.

"I treated you like a friend, elevator buddy, but you didn’t. Maybe you think I’m just a lucky novice, or even a sly opportunist."

"So you can disregard me, disregard my people."

Liu Zheng continued.

"No... way..."

The elevator defended.

"I don’t listen, I only see."

He shook his head.

"I just delivered takeout to the Emperor’s Garden, Peacock tried to detain me, but she failed."

"The boss probably summoned me because of this incident."

"And the cause of my conflict with Peacock was the cleaner you used."

Liu Zheng said.

"I... didn’t... know..."

The elevator was so anxious it might grow a mouth.

"I don’t listen to explanations, I only see explanations."

He shook his head again.

"Now you owe me an explanation. Otherwise, I owe the cleaner an explanation."

He crossed his arms and quietly watched the elevator display.

The time it takes for a legendary cigarette to burn was enough to give the elevator a profound lesson.

Silence, silence encapsulated the elevator at this moment.

In silence, either explode, or in silence, die.

When the elevator doors opened again, the elevator finally made its choice.

"Clank!"

"Clank!"

"Clank!"

After three violent tremors, a scratch appeared on each of the elevator’s three walls.

"Will... this... do..."

The elevator muttered painfully.

"Now that’s more like it, my good buddy."

Liu Zheng put on a smile.

"Good... buddy..."

The elevator struggled to say.

"Yes, good buddy."

Liu Zheng affectionately patted the display screen and then walked out of the elevator.

"That elevator button, mustn’t be used unless absolutely necessary."

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the smile on his face instantly turned cold.

But if he didn’t express this anger, he’d be letting down the cleaner, and his own mind wouldn’t find peace.

Liu Zheng had suffered so much, done so many things he didn’t want to do, climbing up step by step to where he was today.

If he had to endure everything, could do nothing, he might as well have stayed as a gradually freezing patient, living it up while he still had mobility.

For instance, like Japan’s top gunman next door, casually striking down some national traitor or something.

Of course, relationships can break but also mend.

Once he got that feminine elevator fixed, the bloody elevator would still be his loyal friend.

"Do I need to toss you into the magma to soak and reflect?"

Si Xue’s voice came from afar.

"No, no, I wouldn’t want to trouble you, boss!"

Liu Zheng quickly snapped back, immediately responding with flattery.

"Then hurry over here."

Si Xue said indifferently.

"Okay~"

He did a lazy donkey roll, curling himself into a ball, then rolled over the obsidian floor to Si Xue.