The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 737 - 515: Liu Zheng - The Prejudice in People’s Hearts is a Mountain_2

Chapter 737: Chapter 515: Liu Zheng - The Prejudice in People’s Hearts is a Mountain_2

"Finished writing."

He handed the registration book to the security guard upside down.

"Okay."

The security guard took the registration book and was about to flip it over to look, but Liu Zheng pressed it down firmly.

"The property management doesn’t require you to look after registration, right?"

"Huh? There’s no requirement, but isn’t it the standard procedure?"

The security guard looked baffled.

Looking at what’s written after registration is like making sure there’s water in a fire hydrant, ensuring female contestants in women’s competitions are women, and making sure artillery shells are aimed at the enemy—it’s all common sense, right?

"If there’s no written rule, then it’s not necessary. Of course, if you really want to look, I won’t stop you, but after seeing it, you’ll be guilty of knowing and not reporting."

"You understand which is more serious, negligence or intentional, right?"

Liu Zheng stared into his eyes and said.

"Well, I..."

The madness in Liu Zheng’s eyes frightened the security guard into silence.

"Just do your job well, and slack off well. After work, go get a massage at the ’Authentic’ massage parlor, then soak in the ’Jidao Public Bath,’ isn’t that better than anything else?"

Liu Zheng spoke in the tone of a caring older brother.

"The places you’re talking about, I’m afraid my salary can’t afford them."

The security guard said with a bitter smile.

Even though being a security guard in an office building is a decent job, it’s still at the bottom. Supporting a family on his own isn’t easy, so where would he find the money to splurge?

After work, finding a small restaurant to order a few dishes of meat and offal from who knows where, and pairing it with the cheapest beer, is his most enjoyable time of the day.

"Just mention my name, it’s free. Bring your family along too, don’t forget the people around you while you enjoy yourself."

Liu Zheng said generously.

"That would be quite embarrassing."

When the security guard heard he could bring his family along, the balance in his heart finally tipped completely.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about. Earning money is for spending. Whoever makes me happy, I will make them happy. The happier they are, the happier I am."

He said earnestly.

"So, your name is?"

"Liu Zheng."

"Okay, I got it, Mr. Liu."

The security guard closed the registration book and directly threw it into the drawer.

"Just call me Brother Liu."

Liu Zheng shamelessly said as he looked at the security guard’s chrysanthemum-like old face.

"Brother Liu."

And the security guard didn’t hesitate for a moment.

"Good. By the way, are you right-handed or left-handed?"

He suddenly asked.

"Uh, right-handed."

The security guard honestly replied.

"Alright."

The next second, the rusty knife was plunged into his left shoulder.

Though it wasn’t unsealed, stabbing someone was still doable.

"Remember to get a tetanus shot, don’t be stingy with money."

Liu Zheng gave the injured shoulder a hard pat and then advised.

"Got it."

The security guard grit his teeth and said.

"Hahaha!"

He let out a loud, arrogant laugh and swaggered off.

Upon reaching the elevator bay, a group of office workers was waiting for the elevator.

When they saw Liu Zheng enter, they looked over with various expressions.

"What are you looking at? Step aside, all of you wait for the next one."

He boldly said.

"Why should we?"

A broad-shouldered, muscle-bound white-collar worker with an American comic book face said.

"Because of this."

Liu Zheng pulled out the sawtoothed butcher knife.

"Since you like talking so much, your tongue must be pretty chewy. How about giving it to me as bar snacks?"

He pointed the knife tip at the muscular white-collar’s mouth.

"I may not be able to beat you, but with so many of us, you might not win either."

The muscular white-collar said without changing his expression.

"Are they very familiar with you?"

"Better than with you."

The muscular white-collar sneered.

"I don’t think so."

Liu Zheng took out a thick wad of cash.

"When the fight starts, five hundred for staying neutral, a thousand for helping me beat him up."

He loudly declared, holding up the cash.

The office workers’ eyes moved along with the waving cash, then exchanged glances.

No one spoke, but a strange atmosphere began to spread in the narrow elevator bay.

The muscular white-collar also felt this atmosphere, and the eagerness on his face gradually cooled.

"I..."

He wanted to say something to save face, but couldn’t bring himself to.

"Here."

Liu Zheng stuffed all the cash into his arms.

"You’ve got quite the muscles, brother. Teach me if you get the chance. Distribute this money for me, please."

Liu Zheng patted his pectorals and said.

"Sure, I’ll support you then."

The young professional gave him a grateful look and said.

After some gentle and firm persuasion, the professionals all decided to give up on taking this elevator.

Anyway, it was already past the start of work time, so they weren’t in a hurry to open.

"Ding!"

The elevator doors opened, Liu Zheng waved a tentacle at them, and then walked in.

"Hello!"

He greeted the elevator attendant.

"Which floor?"

The attendant, with a face painted in Raphael style, asked coldly.

"I have a friend who’s an elevator operator too, but her uniform’s not as nice as yours."

"Which office building is she from?"

Liu Zheng didn’t answer directly, but there was a slight change in the attendant’s tone.

"From West River Center, you know it?"

"I know it. Their uniforms aren’t nice, I’ve seen them in the work group."

The attendant acknowledged.

"Actually, if you look closely, your uniform is also quite average, not flattering at all. If it weren’t for your good body and temperament, wearing it would make you look like a hunchbacked penguin."

He teased.

"Hahaha, since when do penguins hunch?"

The attendant couldn’t help but laugh.

"Oh, they do, just give them a mortgage, car loan, and school loan, and they’ll hunch for sure."

Liu Zheng said in all seriousness.

"Haha, you’re such a tease, my makeup’s gonna be ruined from laughing, it took me two hours to do it."

The attendant complained jokingly.

"With your foundation, you really don’t need that long, right?"

He wondered.

"Can’t help it, I just learned, and they won’t teach me."

The attendant’s tone sounded a bit aggrieved.

Liu Zheng only then noticed that her voice seemed surprisingly young.

"How old are you?"

He asked.

"Sixteen."

"Uh, may I ask, are you human?"

"Come on, if I’m not human, am I a ghost?"

The attendant was unhappy.

"Mainly because at 16, your figure and demeanor are indeed quite extraordinary."

Liu Zheng’s gaze lingered amidst the narrow valleys and dangerous peaks.

"Where are you looking? Look again and I’ll gouge your eyes out."

The attendant said fiercely.

"Wow, with that attitude towards a guest, careful I file a complaint."

He withdrew his gaze and warned.

"I’m not afraid, I know you’re a delivery guy for Bloody Restaurant; you’re not really welcome here. The harsher I am to you, the happier the management is."

The attendant said smugly.

"Wow, and you’re still chatting with me, aren’t you afraid of being penalized?"

"We elevator attendants have our own group too. Jennifer told us about you and praised you like a flower. We didn’t believe it at first, but seeing you today, you’re not bad, though your way of flirting is a bit old-fashioned."

The attendant giggled.

"Really? I thought it was quite creative."

Liu Zheng scratched his chin awkwardly.

"Hehe. By the way, did you know Jennifer resigned?"

The attendant asked.

"I know, I’ve already found her."

He nodded and briefly told her how he found Jennifer.

"Really? You’re not lying to me?"

The attendant was skeptical.

"You’re so smart, how could you not tell if it’s true?"

Liu Zheng smiled at her.

The flashy flirting with the elevator attendant was now a joke, and facing Liu Zheng’s calm gaze, her cheeks gradually turned red.

"Then let’s assume what you said is true. But is doing so much for an elevator attendant worth it? Surely you don’t lack women?"

She used the question to cover her shyness.

"In my eyes, there are only three identities in the Metropolis."

Liu Zheng raised three tentacles.

"Which three?"

"Friends, strangers, enemies."

He said.

"Which am I?"

The attendant asked.

"You’re a full stranger, not quite a friend."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Tch, I thought you’d say I’m a friend. You spoke so nicely before, now why are you being so hurtful?"

The attendant was unhappy again.

"I like to say nice things, but I also like to speak the truth. So now I’m sincerely asking, would you be willing to tell me your name and be my friend?"

He bent slightly and took the attendant’s hand.

"Is there any benefit to being your friend?"

The attendant showed a mature smile.