The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 76 Brothers, we are truly committed now

Chapter 76: Chapter 76 Brothers, we are truly committed now

"This won’t..."

Liu Zheng had a bad premonition.

"Mmm, this person is going to help me throw away the trash."

"Haha."

He laughed dryly twice.

Sometimes he really hated how accurate his guesses always were.

"Senior, you should be careful when you carry it later so that you don’t dirty the ground,"

the novelist reminded.

"What happens if it gets dirty?"

"Would it become another bag of trash?"

the novelist replied.

"Huh?"

"Mmm, because it might also be eaten directly, haha."

She was proud of her precision.

"6. Let’s go."

Liu Zheng held the trash bag against his chest and walked outside, to prevent anything inside from leaking out.

The man with the beard looked up at him, his gaze indifferent.

"Stop staring, close your eyes and rest for a while. Look at you, your eyes are all red from strain."

Liu Zheng sighed and closed his eyes for him.

Two streams of blood flowed from the man’s eyes, trickling down to the bottom of the bag along other parts.

Liu Zheng quickly lifted the bag to take a look underneath.

Good, no leaks.

He flipped the head over and entered the elevator.

Exiting the building, Liu Zheng searched for a long time but couldn’t find a trash bin, so he had to walk towards the outside of the residential area.

At the entrance of the residential area, this time the security guard directly blocked the way.

Liu Zheng sneered inwardly, ready to bring out his "tool," but he saw the security guard retreat back to his booth as if he had seen a ghost.

"What’s with you, getting more and more cowardly?"

he derided.

"It’s you who doesn’t know what’s good for you, daring to throw away the trash."

The young white-haired security guard retorted.

"What’s wrong with throwing away a client’s trash? It’s because you have no sense of service that you get complaints."

Liu Zheng derided again.

"You think you’re so noble, so amazing. The trash bin is over there, go on and throw it."

The young white-haired security guard pointed towards the distance and said.

Under the photinia trees in the distance, four garbage bins stood side by side.

They were red, yellow, blue, and green.

"There won’t be any traps in there, right?"

Liu Zheng muttered.

"No, no, just go on, there’s all good stuff inside,"

the young white-haired security guard urged.

"Hey, do you still have any cigarettes?"

He said, rolling his eyes.

"No, not one, don’t even think about bumming a smoke off me."

The young white-haired security guard shook his head frantically.

"Then tell me what the catch is with throwing away trash, and next time I’ll bring you a good pack of cigarettes."

"Hmph, how do I know you’ll come again?"

The young white-haired security guard expressed skepticism.

"I’ve come four times already, one more won’t hurt. To be honest with you, the owner of Apt. 606 in Building 4 and I have that kind of relationship,"

Liu Zheng said with a wink and a nudge.

"Really, with someone like you?"

The young white-haired security guard scrutinized him.

"A man can’t just be judged by his appearance, it’s about what’s inside. Learn a bit from this."

He said confidently.

"I want a pack of good cigarettes."

"No problem. Even if I can’t get the good ones, I’ll get you something close enough,"

Liu Zheng agreed readily.

Revenge is revenge, business is business.

Last time the security guard lit a cigarette for him as he was on his way, and next time it’d be Liu Zheng’s turn to light one for the guard.

"Be mindful of trash sorting."

The young white-haired security guard said.

"That’s it?"

"That’s it."

"And for this, you want a whole pack of good cigarettes from me?"

Liu Zheng felt like he was being taken advantage of.

"Then let me ask you, do you sort your trash when you throw it away?"

The young white-haired security guard asked.

"Uh, no sorting."

He replied honestly.

Using used plastic bags as garbage bags was his greatest support for the environmental cause.

"Then that’s settled. If I hadn’t reminded you, you would have just thrown it away carelessly."

The elderly security guard said.

Liu Zheng thought about it and felt it was indeed possible.

"Alright, consider yourself lucky, kid."

He walked towards the trash can with the garbage bag in hand.

As he turned around, he was already prepared for the possibility of the security guard attacking him.

However, the security guard made no such move even when Liu Zheng reached the trash can.

He guessed that perhaps the security guard would also be out of luck if the garbage bag spilled.

Looking at the four trash cans in front of him, Liu Zheng fell into thought.

Aside from the colors, there were no other markings on the trash cans.

The surfaces were also clean, with no residues to help with judgment.

He tried hard to remember and finally recalled what the three colors corresponded to.

Red was for hazardous waste, green for kitchen waste, and blue for recyclables.

So, he began to eliminate the possibilities one by one.

Firstly, these chunks of corpses definitely didn’t belong to hazardous waste.

Based on his understanding of these strange residents, as long as it was meat, there was nothing inedible.

Even Mao Tai contaminated by the Chaos Club was consumed without hesitation.

Secondly, they probably weren’t recyclable waste either.

After all, corpse pieces were certainly not renewable resources.

At least, these pieces weren’t, although Liu Zheng himself might just barely qualify.

Now, there were only two possible choices left.

Kitchen waste, the corpse pieces should belong to that category.

At that moment, he also remembered that yellow should signify other waste.

Meaning, anything that didn’t fit any particular category could be thrown in there.

After some deliberation, Liu Zheng made a decision.

He lifted the lid of the green trash can and threw the garbage bag inside.

Nothing happened.

Liu Zheng sighed with relief.

Nothing happening was the best outcome.

Just as he was about to close the lid, he caught a glimpse of a silver light inside the trash can.

"What’s this..."

He sifted through the surface garbage and a silver rice cooker appeared before him.

"Name: The Rice-Cooking Immortal’s Rice Cooker"

"Type: Tool"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect One: The rice cooked comes with a random positive effect (use limited to three times per instance)."

"Effect Two: Regardless of the grade of grain used, the rice will always be of perfect quality."

"Effect Three: Seals a designated target, duration depends on target’s strength. Seal effect prevents use of other functions."

"Note: What’s the difference between rice cooked by the Rice-Cooking Immortal and a regular person? It’s more expensive."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Holy shit, hit the jackpot."

Liu Zheng’s eyes widened.

A perfect quality tool and you can actually take it out of the instance.

Plus, it came with support, life, and restriction effects; each looked pretty strong.

This was truly striking it rich overnight.

With a trembling heart and trembling hands, his first instinct was to snatch the rice cooker up.

Luckily, he had a second thought.

Setting aside why there was a rice cooker in the kitchen waste bin—something for sanitation workers to worry about—

Liu Zheng was now pondering whether the items in the trash can counted as city property?

Don’t think such a notion was far-fetched; when the water truck asked for extra money, he knew just how low City Hall could go.

It was bottomless.

Moreover, there were places like waste processing plants.

If it was a clear-cut risk, Liu Zheng would most likely take the chance.

He had achieved his current strength mostly by taking such chances.

But with this shadowy danger, he was even more cautious.

After thinking it over for a long time, Liu Zheng still chose to give up.

Mainly because this was a functional tool and it couldn’t directly enhance his power.

If it was Legendary Armor that could provide an immediate boost, he might have taken the gamble.

"Handsome, can you help me take that rice cooker out?"

As Liu Zheng was about to close the lid, an elderly voice sounded from behind him.

Turning his head, he saw an old lady with a pale face and bright rouge on her cheeks looking at him kindly.

And she was wearing funeral clothes.

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