The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1357 1357: Rushing to Finish

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Liu Zheng utilizes his advanced Four-armed Asura mode to give Niu Ma a powerful massage. Afterward, Liu Zheng arranges for Yang Pinru to be picked up from the clinic, suspecting a potential ambush as a suspicious food delivery order is placed nearby. He then prepares to make the delivery, equipped with his Legendary Takeout Box.

One individual placed the order, yet the delivery location might host more than a single person awaiting the package.

However, summoning Niu Daji and the rest could lead to complications.

It's apparent the opposing party is aware of Lin Pinru's presence at the clinic. If the Delivery Gang commits all their forces, they might seize this opportunity.

Whether the Sphinx and Doctor Nile can adequately defend the location is one matter; they are not obligated to protect Lin Pinru for Liu Zheng's sake.

"It would be wise to summon some reinforcements,"

Liu Zheng mused to himself.

The Jiwei Group lacks sufficient strength, so they are out of the question.

The clinic is situated too far from the Old City District, and the Pink Kingdom, having just provided intelligence, might face retaliation. Therefore, Zhi Zi must remain, also disqualifying them.

The Potato Sisters are also not potent enough, thus they are also excluded.

...

After reviewing the roster of individuals he could call upon, Liu Zheng finally made his decision.

"Prepare yourself. I will collect you at the entrance of the martial arts gym shortly."

His initial call was to Ma Baoli.

"What's the matter?"

Ma Baoli inquired.

"We might need to engage in some fighting later, and I require your assistance."

Liu Zheng stated.

"Oh."

Ma Baoli displayed a mixture of disappointment and excitement.

The disappointment stemmed from Liu Zheng requiring her assistance in a fight, while the excitement arose from the same reason—Liu Zheng selecting her for a combat engagement.

The adage holds true: a warrior devoid of the urge to battle shall never attain great heights.

Ma Baoli had been forbidden by Ma Fuguo from engaging in combat with any outsiders for the entirety of her initial twenty years; her inherent desire for battle was thus suppressed.

Ever since her sparring session with Liu Zheng, her yearning for combat has become insatiable. Recently, she has been relentlessly training against various martial arts equipment at home, having lost count of the numerous alloy-made human dummies she has pulverized.

"Does your father require anyone to attend to him?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

Even when receiving a favor, it is prudent to address the benefactor's concerns to ensure the gratitude is truly repaid.

"No need, my father is much improved now,"

Ma Baoli replied.

Ma Fuguo's afflictions were predominantly psychological. With the removal of his mental burden, his recovery has been swift.

However, while his physical health is robust, his martial prowess has largely deteriorated. Daily life poses no issue, but engaging in combat is no longer feasible.

Nevertheless, Ma Fuguo is not beyond his prime; should he fully commit and undergo retraining, he could potentially recover his skills.

It's certain, however, that the Mixed Yuan Tai Chi Xingyi Fist is out of the question; if he wishes to train, he would need to pivot to a different martial art.

"Understood."

Liu Zheng concluded the call and proceeded to contact Yaksha.

"Esteemed Yaksha, it has been a considerable time. Where have you been amassing wealth recently?"

He inquired with evident cheerfulness.

"Human, what is it you desire this time?"

Yaksha asked, a frown creasing her brow.

Dark Elves are innately a race inclined towards intricate schemes, and Yaksha, being at the apex of her kind, is a consummate master of cunning. She was certainly not deceived by Liu Zheng's feigned cordiality.

"I require your assistance, and in turn, an enhancement of your own gains,"

Liu Zheng responded.

"Elaborate."

Yaksha did not immediately decline.

The previous encounter had left her on the precipice of death, and she only survived thanks to Bloodhand Kane's intervention, which involved the sacrifice of the Evil God's flesh. This act had captured Kane's attention.

Bloodhand Kane had long harbored ambitions for the metropolis's abundant resources. Now presented with an opportunity to exploit it, he would not let it slip through his fingers, compelling Yaksha to offer more sacrifices.

Confronted with divine mandates, Yaksha and her clan exerted their utmost effort. While the quantity of offerings met the requirements, their quality fell short.

Even had Liu Zheng not initiated contact, she would have soon reached out to him.

Naturally, she had no intention of revealing this fact to Liu Zheng.

"Recently, I executed an operation and subsequently became a target. Now, the adversary has placed an order for delivery, potentially intending to ambush me. I have verified their strength for you; it is indeed formidable. Upon our subjugation of them, the spoils—both bodies and Extraordinary Items—will be yours. Should any survive, I shall permit you to interrogate them after I have extracted information. What say you?"

Liu Zheng proposed.

"How many are on their side? And on yours?"

Yaksha queried.

"I am uncertain of their numbers. I have two individuals with me. The other is a Martial Arts Expert, powerful enough to defeat you with relative ease,"

He declared with audacity.

"Hmph, then why have you summoned me?"

Yaksha retorted, her displeasure evident.

"Because you are a dignified mage. Even a mage of lesser prowess possesses unique utility, and your skills are far from weak. Your contribution will be no less significant than ours,"

Liu Zheng stated plainly.

"Your ability to maintain friendships despite your manner of speech is truly astonishing. This metropolis certainly harbors every kind of individual,"

Yaksha quipped sarcastically.

"One must adapt their speech to their audience. For someone like you, who thrives on schemes and sharp words, directness and a harsher tone are imperative. It is better to displease you than myself,"

He replied with a lighthearted demeanor.

"...Regardless of whether a conflict ensues, you are indebted to me for a formidable warrior, one not inferior to that brute of yours, and they must be delivered alive."

Yaksha chose to disregard his preceding remarks.

Bloodhand Kane, revered as the Lord of War, not the Master of Death, necessitates the blood and flesh of those slain by his followers in combat to retain maximum efficacy. Otherwise, the Dark Elves would have long ago sourced their provisions in bulk. "Agreed, but should no battle transpire, the transaction will be postponed. After all, the experts within the metropolis are not mere fish in a sewer; we cannot simply procure a fresh one for you instantly. Rest assured, my efficiency surpasses yours," Liu Zheng declared. Given his contentious disposition, a swift apprehension is feasible, though not instantaneous. "Very well," Yaksha conceded after a brief contemplation. "Furthermore, if our adversary's might proves insurmountable, I retain the prerogative to determine the opportune moment for withdrawal."