The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 86: Wouldn’t It Be Fine If It Was Like This Earlier

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Wouldn’t It Be Fine If It Was Like This Earlier

The receptionist was buried in Liu Zheng’s crotch area.

One hand cradled his hoof, the other held a boning knife.

Layers of keratin were shaved off, falling onto the neatly arranged paper.

After removing the dead skin, the receptionist fetched sandpaper to polish his hoof.

"Not bad, not bad."

Satisfied with the newly refreshed hoof, Liu Zheng nodded approvingly.

"Master, can you let me go now?"

The receptionist pleaded pitifully.

"Of course."

Just as the receptionist showed a happy expression, he continued.

"No."

"Human, do not test my limits."

The receptionist bared her fangs.

"Thinking of turning on me? Fine. The taste of Vlad III’s Heart Blood was quite delightful, I wonder what your Heart Blood tastes like?"

Liu Zheng said fearlessly.

Now it was the receptionist who had broken the rules, and he had the bonus of Legendary Armor, so if it really came to a fight, he might not lose.

"What exactly do you want?"

The receptionist asked warily.

"I want your bones."

He said.

"I already helped you with your hooves!"

"It’s often said that ghosts respect force and not kindness, and it should be similar for vampires. If I don’t let you suffer, you will not be convinced," Liu Zheng explained.

"I am convinced, I truly am convinced now."

The receptionist hurriedly responded.

"I don’t believe you. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, you are still useful to me."

Liu Zheng smiled cruelly and thrust the knife into her mouth.

"Your teeth are good, let’s start with them."

"No, no, no!!!"

The receptionist let out a terrifying scream, but it was useless in the face of his coldness.

Liu Zheng had no mercy on himself, let alone on his enemies.

Ten minutes later, the receptionist, who had lost ten fingers, four fangs, and two ribs, sat slumped on the carpet.

In her eyes, there was no more greed, only fear.

"There’s one last thing."

Liu Zheng wiped the blood off the knife with a tentacle.

"No, don’t pull out my teeth anymore."

The receptionist cried indistinctly.

"Who said anything about pulling out your teeth? The sea girl’s father has tasked me with winning over his daughter, and I need your help with that," Liu Zheng explained.

"But I’m not close with the sea girl, how can I help you?"

The receptionist settled down, then said blankly.

"That’s your problem. Besides, you are colleagues after all, you must know something about her, right?"

He said aggressively.

"I’m the receptionist, she’s the DM, what can I know about her..."

The receptionist complained, but seeing Liu Zheng’s demeanor, she understood she couldn’t get past this situation without helping.

"Come, don’t rush, think over a cup of coffee."

He smiled and handed her a cup of Unlucky Coffee.

Buying coffee was sure to be a face-slapping affair, so Liu Zheng naturally wouldn’t buy just one cup.

"Thank you."

Having Unlucky Coffee improved the receptionist’s mood significantly.

She even complained internally, "Why didn’t you bribe me with coffee earlier, avoiding this whole mess?"

If Liu Zheng knew what she was thinking, he would have scoffed at her.

Did he not understand these bizarre inhabitants? Without putting them in their place first, they simply wouldn’t cooperate.

"Got it, she seems to love hosting Werewolf games. If you could appear exceptionally impressive in Werewolf, she might see you in a new light," the receptionist suggested after some hard thought.

"Werewolf, huh..."

Liu Zheng stroked his chin.

He had indeed played Werewolf before, even passionately for a while.

His level was quite respectable, and he had even won second place in the Jiang City Werewolf competition.

But he had one problem: he couldn’t play as a werewolf.

When playing as a villager, pointing out three werewolves in one round was routine for him.

But when playing as a werewolf, getting voted out in the first round was the norm,

and even if it wasn’t clear he was the werewolf, he would often be pushed against.

His game experience was dreadful.

That’s exactly why he only managed to get second place.

"Is there a way I could only draw the villager card?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This..."

The receptionist looked reluctant.

But this indicated to Liu Zheng that she could indeed make it happen.

"Take this money first, buy yourself some safe blood to drink," he said, handing her a stack of cash, which he slapped against her chest.

Em, the bearing capacity was excellent.

"I’m not short of money, and besides, it’s not easy to take it here," the receptionist subtly motioned upwards and handed the money back to Liu Zheng.

"Then what do you want?"

"You just said you drank Vlad III’s Heart Blood."

"I didn’t drink it, but I managed to get it."

he said.

"Can you get another bottle then?"

The receptionist asked expectantly.

"For that price, it’s a bit steep, isn’t it?"

Liu Zheng frowned.

This was Legendary-tier loot, after all, and Niu Ma had nearly been killed by a White Feather Chicken for it.

"I just want a sip, just one sip."

The receptionist hastily said.

"There’s no difference between a sip and a bottle."

He shook his head.

"I can pay more."

The receptionist returned to the bar and pulled out a huge stack of cash from her bag.

"This is 120,000. It’s all the money I’ve saved up over the years."

"Is that all the money you’ve managed to save over the years?"

Despite the low wage levels worldwide, she was a vampire.

Even saving just ten thousand a year, a few hundred years should have seen her save several million already.

"I’ve only been working for five years. It’s quite impressive that I’ve saved this much."

The receptionist said a bit aggrievedly.

"What were you doing the previous few hundred years?"

"What previous few hundred years? I was only turned into a vampire six years ago."

The receptionist said.

"Huh? So you’re quite the latecomer to vampirism."

"Yeah. And just a few days after I became a vampire, my Blood Father was captured by hospital staff, and I didn’t even get a share of the inheritance."

The receptionist said pitifully.

"Why did the hospital staff capture your Blood Father?"

"Heard they took him to use as a dialysis machine."

The receptionist said.

"Uh... that’s sort of occupational alignment, I guess."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Forget it, let’s not talk about that old bastard. He didn’t have good intentions when he turned me. Is this money enough?"

The receptionist asked.

"It’s not enough."

He shook his head.

"Then there’s nothing I can do, this money was literally scraped together from the crevices between my teeth. I can’t even afford fresh blood, and only get a good meal when they are particularly naïve customers around."

The receptionist said regretfully.

It was unclear whether she regretted not having enough money, or regretted Liu Zheng not being naïve enough.

"It’s not like there’s absolutely no chance, leave your number, and I’ll notify you when the time comes."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

Given that Niu Ma was going to smuggle, he definitely needed capable folks; the receptionist seemed like a good fit.

Of course, he would just make a recommendation; whatever happened next was up to them.

"Mm-hmm."

The receptionist gave out her number.

Her attitude was very obedient.

"That’s the spirit, who tries to be a vampire without money and power. You at least need to be the boss first."

Liu Zheng patted the receptionist’s face.

The receptionist nodded in agreement, although her true thoughts remained unknown.

Of course, Liu Zheng didn’t care either.

In any world, exchange of interests and the coercion of power were the most stable.

"Sir, are you here to book the next Werewolf session?"

The receptionist suddenly stood up and said loudly.

While speaking, she winked at him.

"Ah, right, can you fit me in?"

Although he didn’t know what was happening, Liu Zheng played along.

"Absolutely, with you we just hit a full group of 12 for the police role."

As she spoke urgently, a woman wearing a cheongsam rushed downstairs.

Liu Zheng compared her to a photo, and although the makeup was heavy, it indeed was the sea girl.

"Okay, let’s play a round then."

He nodded.

"Just a moment then, I’ll go change my clothing."

The sea girl said, then dashed toward the dressing room.

"I didn’t speak wrongly, did I?"

The receptionist arched her eyebrows and mouthed silently.

Liu Zheng gave her a big thumbs-up.

"Don’t forget about the identity thing."

He also mouthed back.

The receptionist gestured an OK with her hand.

Although it looked more like a fist because she lacked fingers, the intention was clearly conveyed.

"Here she comes."

A few minutes later, the sea girl came out.

Not only had she changed into casual wear, she also altered her makeup and hairstyle to a more seductive style and wore red-framed glasses.

Damn, this mission just became indispensable.

"Quick, quick, quick, they’ve been waiting a long time."

The sea girl grabbed his tentacle and ran toward the second floor.