The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 715 - 502: The Ruins of the Bloody Restaurant_2

Chapter 715: Chapter 502: The Ruins of the Bloody Restaurant_2

He ended up like this, yet no one wanted to take advantage like a fisherman, this batch of troublemakers is really hard to handle.

"You’ve ended up looking like this again, why does it feel like every fight you get into is a life-or-death situation?"

The Driver mocked.

"This is called a combat style, Colonel, you wouldn’t understand young people’s stuff."

Liu Zheng forcefully defended himself.

"So, what exactly is this place? Colonel."

He changed the subject before the Driver could expose him.

"You didn’t recognize it?"

The Driver indeed took the bait.

"I just felt the layout was quite like the black market."

Liu Zheng said.

"That’s right, this was once the black market."

The Driver nodded.

"Metropolis wasn’t always like this, nor were these landmarks, and the black market has left the most ruins."

"Some of these ruins are completely abandoned, while others still have some remaining functions. This alley in front of you retains some concealment and protection functions, preventing beings like me from entering."

He slowly explained.

"Does the City Hall not care?"

Liu Zheng asked in confusion.

"They don’t care about the ones still operating, let alone those that are already abandoned. It’s better to manage loosely instead of strictly. The City Hall’s power is indeed strong, but Metropolis is even larger, so most of the time they can only focus on the big issues while ignoring the small."

The Driver said.

"Does Bloody Restaurant have ruins?"

He rolled his eyes and asked.

"I advise you not to have any ideas. These ruins, due to lack of management, have powers and rules on the verge of collapse or have already undergone unpredictable changes, some even more dangerous than their original state."

The Driver glanced at him and said.

"Alright."

Taking advice seriously, Liu Zheng dismissed the idea of risking his life.

"Of course, the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity."

The Driver changed his tone.

"Colonel, do you want me to go or not?"

He was somewhat confused.

"I both want you to and don’t want you to. If you risk your life and succeed, I won’t have any fun to watch. But if you don’t risk it, I also won’t have any fun to watch."

The Driver seemed a bit conflicted too.

"Then better not risk it. After all, even if I don’t actively seek danger, danger will still find me."

Liu Zheng shrugged and said.

"That’s true, when it comes to attracting trouble, you never let me down."

The Driver smiled slightly.

"Thanks, though that was hardly comforting. Let’s go."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

Next stop, Rose Street.

"Stupid human, did you bring me wine?"

This time the French Plane Tree called out to him proactively.

"No, I haven’t had time to get wine lately."

Liu Zheng said half-truthfully.

"If you don’t bring me wine soon, I’m going to die of thirst!"

The French Plane Tree complained.

Not being able to lie doesn’t mean one can’t use exaggerated rhetoric.

"More like greedy to death? Besides, haven’t you stored quite a bit of wine?"

He squinted his eyes and said.

"I just drank it all in a moment of happiness."

The French Plane Tree replied.

"What made you so happy? The Ginseng Sprite learned to perform court ballet?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Hmph, I doubt she’ll ever learn that in her lifetime."

The French Plane Tree glared at the Ginseng Sprite burying itself in the soil, whose leaves above were trembling.

"A bird just told me it noticed the recent Border Control Bureau patrol frequency has decreased."

It said.

"Oh, it’s just that."

"You knew about it?"

"I didn’t know, but I roughly guessed."

He shook his head and said.

After all, someone has to do the job, even 4399 mentioned they’re in urgent need of manpower, so daily operations are obviously affected.

"Why didn’t you tell me if you knew? Just shows humans are unreliable."

The French Plane Tree said angrily.

"Guessing isn’t knowing. Do you think I’d share unverified information with you?"

Liu Zheng gave a reasonable excuse.

"I don’t care, you have to get me some good wine, or I’ll consider you complicit by remaining silent."

The French Plane Tree said relentlessly.

"Playing hardball, huh? Fine, fine, I’ll get it for you."

He said helplessly.

If anyone else tried to play hardball, Liu Zheng would only outplay them.

But when the French Plane Tree does it, what else can he do? It’s a fixed shop that he picked himself, so he has to indulge it.

"Hmph, this Duke reluctantly forgives you. Disappear now, human, you’ve been in my sight for too long."

The French Plane Tree waved dismissively.

"You’ve climbed the ranks quickly, huh?"

Not long ago he was just an ordinary noble, now he’s reached the top.

"Hmph, once I transform into a Phoenix, the French Noble bloodline will reset to zero, so what’s wrong with leveling up a few times now?"

The French Plane Tree said confidently.

"Nothing’s wrong, it’s great. I’ll be off now, your honorable Duke Dai Legao."

Liu Zheng made a perfunctory remark, then headed into the sewer.

"Did you say there’s a collection of fish resentment in the Underwater River?"

As soon as the Fisherman saw him, he asked.

"Yes. Eating it can guarantee a power-up for ordinary souls and can fully heal incomplete souls, even restoring lost memories."

He repeated the effect of the Resentment Fish.

"Why didn’t I know about something this powerful?"

The Fisherman said with a bit of annoyance.

It’s not that this thing is particularly useful to him, but as the spokesperson of the sewer, not knowing about something that even Liu Zheng knows about feels offensive to him.

"It’s probably been hidden away."

Liu Zheng speculated.

The Pond Master said it was released, but it couldn’t possibly be left unchecked, otherwise, there wouldn’t be a fixed way to catch the Resentment Fish.

"Who else but me could hide something in the Underwater River?"

The Fisherman was even more displeased.

"Weren’t there other spokespersons before you?"

He hinted.

"Didn’t they all turn into nutrients for the sewer? Did some really escape?"

The Fisherman was stunned.

"There’s always a way. If the will of the sewer can escape, why not the spokespersons?"

"You really are someone who can connect with anyone."

The Fisherman rolled his eyes.

He wasn’t too interested in the idea of escaping because being the spokesperson for the sewer was part of the terms that City Hall offered him.

However, after Liu Zheng mentioned it, he seemed to understand why City Hall had proactively reached out to him in the first place.

"There’s no choice; making connections is like pulling a thread—grab one and the whole garment can come undone."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Go catch your fish."

The Fisherman was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and kicked him into the Underwater River.

"Damn Lao Deng."

Liu Zheng cursed in his mind while hurriedly putting on the Heart of the Ocean.

Once he put on the Heart of the Ocean, the feeling of being dissolved disappeared instantly, replaced by the comfort of soaking in a hot spring.

"The suffering back then wasn’t in vain."

He nodded and swam toward the depths of the Underwater River.

The further he swam, the denser the sensation became, and he swam with increasing difficulty.

It’s easy to imagine that without the Heart of the Ocean, Liu Zheng would either be dissolved by the Underwater River or drowned in its viscous waters.

When he finally pushed himself to the limit, unable to swim any further, he stopped and, with difficulty, took out the bait from the Legendary Takeout Box.

An unusual aroma spread through the Underwater River, and soon a shadow appeared in his sight.

It was a strange fish enveloped in a ghostly blue glow, constantly changing in appearance and shape like a 3D projection.

Yet its flesh appeared incredibly real, not at all like something formed from resentment.

The Resentment Fish glanced at Liu Zheng, and a chilling sensation pierced deep into his soul, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"So powerful!"

Just that glance made Liu Zheng realize that, in terms of raw power, he was no match for this fish.

However, if they were to fight, he might not necessarily lose.

After all, he had so many cards up his sleeve and the true damage was a deadly weapon against soul bodies.

Fortunately, the Resentment Fish wasn’t very interested in Liu Zheng.

After a natural warning, it devoted all its attention to the bait.

The mix of strong liquor, worm meat aroma, and the smell of cat poop in a specific ratio created an irresistible scent that it was immensely drawn to and yearned for.

In just a moment, the Resentment Fish broke through the water’s barrier and appeared next to the bait, devouring it in one gulp.

"Player activated ’Fisherman Immortal’ state, conducting a random blessing draw."

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in Liu Zheng’s ear.