The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 72: Use Your Hands and Feet in Turn

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Use Your Hands and Feet in Turn

The exposed parts of their bodies were all stitched together from many fragments.

Not only did their skin colors differ, but so did their ages.

Some had the skin of infants, while others were clearly adults.

But what was the same was the deathly pallor that served as their undertone.

The children curiously sized up Liu Zheng, their eyes clear and pure, a stark contrast to their horrifying appearances.

"Teacher, is this our new classmate?"

A girl naively asked.

Her hair flower was larger than the others, golden-brown in color, resembling the wings of a Troides alexandrae butterfly.

"No, Donia. This is the electrician I hired."

Red Ghost said gently.

It must be a generator worker.

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes but didn’t say anything.

"That’s great, the classroom can be bright again."

"We can read books once more."

"Mr. Electrician, can you fix my eight-music box? It won’t sing anymore."

The children chattered like little sparrows.

"Even if I were an electrician, I don’t fix eight-music boxes."

He wanted to say that.

But looking at the little girl with such hopeful eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

"I’ll give it a try, but I can’t guarantee it will be fixed."

Liu Zheng said.

"Hmm! Thank you, Mr. Electrician."

The little girl said politely, then excitedly hopped off her chair, bound for a space further inside.

Only then did he realize she had only one foot.

"I’ve looked for a long time but couldn’t find the other foot, so they have to take turns using it. Today it’s Galina’s turn."

Red Ghost explained.

"Are their feet normal feet or ’flesh’?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It’s ’flesh’."

Red Ghost replied.

"Then there’s nothing I can do."

He shook his head.

If they were normal feet, he wouldn’t mind giving them one.

"Don’t worry, I won’t ask for extra conditions."

Red Ghost seemed to smile.

"You’re the boss, you make the rules."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Soon, the one-legged Galina returned.

"Here you go, Mr. Electrician."

She carefully presented an eight-music box to Liu Zheng.

The casing of the eight-music box was plastic, and the lid was painted red.

Within the red were two strands of golden wheat, encircling a similarly golden sickle and hammer, with a golden pentagram above them.

"Please be sure to fix it, it’s the ’Triple-A Student’ award Teacher gave me."

Galina said.

"If it can’t be fixed, will Galina cry?"

Seeing her earnest expression, Liu Zheng couldn’t resist teasing her.

"The teacher says, children of the poor must be strong and not cry easily."

Galina said with pursed lips.

She glanced at Red Ghost, gesturing for Liu Zheng to bend down.

He leaned in, and Galina whispered into his ear.

"I’ll cry secretly after they all fall asleep."

After speaking, she cleverly smiled.

"Haha."

Liu Zheng patted her head, inadvertently knocking loose a patch of hair and scalp.

With no covering, the dried brain tissue was exposed before his eyes.

Liu Zheng was taken aback for a moment before silently reattaching the scalp.

He wound up the spring of the eight-music box, which indeed made no sound.

Thus, he took the entire eight-music box apart.

After inspecting it, Liu Zheng identified the problem.

"The gears are too rusted, completely stuck."

He stated.

"Can it be fixed?"

Galina asked with anticipation.

"It’s not hard to fix. Just need to wash it off with rust remover or an acidic cleaning agent. Or you could use sandpaper and a wire brush."

Liu Zheng explained.

As an orphan, he had mastered various survival skills from a young age.

"We don’t have any of those."

Red Ghost said regretfully.

"How about vinegar?"

"We don’t have that either."

Red Ghost shook his head.

"Fine, I’ll just have to make a sacrifice then."

Liu Zheng sighed and drew a small cut on his tentacle with the boning knife.

Blood slowly seeped out and dripped onto the musical box, eventually submerging the parts.

A few minutes later, he waved to the little boy called Paul.

"Hey, you, come here a second."

"What’s up, Mr. Electrician?"

Paul ran over and asked.

His voice and eyes were both steady, like those of a little adult.

"Nothing much, just borrowing your shirt for a bit."

Liu Zheng grabbed the corner of his shirt and wiped the parts with it.

???

Paul, with a puzzled expression, instinctively prepared to snatch his shirt back.

"Don’t move, if you break the musical box and Galina cries, you’ll be the one to console her,"

Liu Zheng said.

Paul froze.

He was not good at consoling girls, especially since Galina cried more than others.

After the wiping, a good deal of the rust on the parts was removed.

Liu Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

He had previously discovered that his blood was somewhat acidic.

It definitely wouldn’t work for combat, but it was quite handy as a tool for everyday life.

Like now, for instance.

"Here, give it a try."

Liu Zheng handed the musical box to Galina, ignoring the resentful look in Paul’s eyes beside him.

"Yeah!"

Galina happily took the musical box and wound up the spring.

Upon letting go, a melodious tune floated out.

Compared to normal, the musical box’s performance was still a bit jerky, and the pitch was somewhat hoarse.

But at least, it was working again.

"Arise, hungry..."

No one knew which kid started it, but the others joined in singing.

Then, it turned into a chorus.

The musical box only had one tune, but they didn’t care, continuing to sing on their own.

Liu Zheng could sing, but he didn’t join in, just watched.

He had no faith or ideology, only simple morals.

And these morals were equally fragile, easily shattered by money and power.

"Thank you, the kids haven’t been this happy in a long time,"

Red Ghost suddenly said.

"Does that mean I don’t have to generate power anymore?"

Liu Zheng seized the opportunity to ask.

"That’s impossible,"

"Tch, figured as much."

"But I can give you another form of compensation."

Red Ghost waved her hand, and a big net bag flew towards Liu Zheng, containing about twenty or so fish.

"I noticed you were quite interested in them,"

Red Ghost said.

"Indeed, then we’re even,"

he shamelessly replied.

At that moment, the children’s chorus was also coming to an end.

"Thank you, Mr. Electrician,"

Galina stood on her tiptoes and gave Liu Zheng a kiss.

A faint scent of corpse odor drifted into his nostrils.

Liu Zheng remained unfazed.

When it came to bad breath, he, Liu Zheng, was second to none in his life.

"Mr. Electrician, can you help me fix my doll? Her head has fallen off,"

"Mr. Electrician, can you fix my Rubik’s Cube for me?"

...

The kids crowded around, making all sorts of requests.

Liu Zheng checked his phone, with two hours left, there was still plenty of time.

In the next half-hour, he sewed up the doll, fixed the Rubik’s Cube, and other little trinkets.

As for the more difficult ones, or those lacking the tools for repair, there was nothing he could do.

The children, being sensible, didn’t cling on, but instead quietly returned to their seats looking rather dejected.

"It’s time to generate power,"

Red Ghost reminded.

"Where’s the generator?"

"Follow me."

Following Red Ghost, Liu Zheng arrived at the storage room in the southeast corner.

The storage room also had those emergency lights which were more powerful and quite able to illuminate the room.

"Is this what you call a generator?"

His eyelid twitched.

"Yes."

"This goddamn thing is clearly an electric chair!"

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