Previously on The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?...
Ma Baoli is taken to Doctor Nile for treatment, receiving an infusion to stabilize her condition. Meanwhile, Liu Zheng delivers a promised box of Silver Gemstones to Yan Xu, a dwarf craftsman. In exchange for the rare minerals and collateralized fine wine, Yan Xu gifts Liu Zheng a rare quenching agent passed down through generations, a secret of the Dwarf Clan.
"Understood, I believe I grasp the situation."
Liu Zheng stated.
"So, keep it for yourself. With so many women you’ve been involved with, surely one would be willing to assist you in resurrection," Niu Ma remarked with a touch of malice.
"Boss, your jealousy is practically radiating from you," Liu Zheng commented, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Hmph!" Niu Ma responded with an eye-roll.
"Since you have no intention of using it, I shall utilize it for official duties," Liu Zheng declared.
"Whatever floats your boat; it's your decision anyway," Niu Ma replied, showing no particular concern for official matters as he turned over to resume his pretense of sleep.
"You need to help me make a call to the boss," Liu Zheng said, nudging him.
"You're being irritating. Why don't you just ask the boss to install a direct line for you?" Niu Ma grumbled, reluctantly pulling out his phone.
"Are you absolutely certain? If you are, I'll relay the message to the boss," Liu Zheng inquired with a sly grin.
"..." Niu Ma offered no reply.
He found himself needing to be far more cautious with his words and actions; setting up a dedicated line would mean he’d have to think twice even about the most trivial of bodily functions.
"Boss, Liu Zheng has some work-related matters to report," Niu Ma said respectfully after the call was connected.
"Alright, I'll hand the phone over to him," the voice on the other end replied.
Niu Ma passed the phone to Liu Zheng.
"Good afternoon, boss," Liu Zheng greeted politely.
"It’s fine. Just speak if you have something to say," Si Xue's voice sounded distinctly lacking in cheerfulness.
"Boss, I’ve come across an extraordinary item that might offer a chance at revival. I intend to test it with the Heavenly Martial King, and if successful, we could then retrieve the Three Five Evil Slayer Hero Sword," Liu Zheng explained.
"Very well, proceed then."
"Regarding the timing…" Liu Zheng began to inquire.
"You have six hours of leave. Use the kitchen passage to exit," Si Xue finished curtly before hanging up.
"Sigh~" Liu Zheng let out a breath and returned the phone to Niu Ma.
Six hours of outside time was quite generous, but the inability to pick up a delivery order was a bit of a snag.
Without the support of the Legendary Armor, his combat effectiveness, particularly the maximum attainable power, would be significantly reduced.
After all, the fundamental requirement for engaging in fierce battles was to breach defenses, and raw damage was his ultimate guarantee for overcoming any opponent’s defenses.
"I suppose I’ll have to clear these errands first," Liu Zheng mused to himself.
"Boss, I’m heading out now," he announced after checking the time, offering a greeting before departing the break room.
"If you happen upon any new types of vegetables or fruits outside, bring some back for us," the White Feather Chicken, seemingly having been informed, instructed him from the kitchen while stir-frying.
The Bloody Restaurant boasted the most extensive meat supply network, capable of sourcing both legitimate and illicit cuts.
It was the fresh produce, however, that lagged behind, with new varieties frequently appearing on the market.
"Certainly, Chef Boss," Liu Zheng agreed.
"Never mind, your taste discernment is lacking. Salmon, you go with him," the White Feather Chicken stated, casting a disdainful glance at Liu Zheng before addressing the San Huamao.
While it couldn't dispatch subordinates frequently, with Liu Zheng already leaving, it was a convenient opportunity for Salmon to tag along.
"Understood, meow~" San Huamao responded, first striking a fish dead in the sink, then diligently washing its paws before skillfully leaping onto Liu Zheng’s shoulder.
"Boss, any specific requests, meow?" it inquired.
"No particular demands; the more, the merrier. Oh, and preferably bitter ones, the more bitter the better," the White Feather Chicken offered after a moment's thought.
"Are you genuinely planning to prepare the Eight Bitter Hell Stew?" Liu Zheng guessed.
"Is there a reason I shouldn't?" the White Feather Chicken countered.
"You can, but doesn't the 'Eight Bitter' signify more than just a bitter taste?" he asked, scratching his head.
"I believe it does. Or perhaps you have a superior suggestion?" the White Feather Chicken stared at him.
"No, your idea is absolutely brilliant; I wholeheartedly endorse it with all my limbs raised. I’m departing now," Liu Zheng quickly complimented, sensing an impending shift in the atmosphere, and promptly exited the kitchen with San Huamao.
Upon exiting the restaurant, he contacted the Black Skull.
"Yo, did you manage to acquire that odor-absorbing equipment?" he asked directly.
"Got it. I was just about to call you. Where are you? I'll bring it over immediately," Black Skull replied.
"Just head straight to the clinic," Liu Zheng instructed.
He might as well check in on Ma Baoli and Ma Fuguo while he was at it.
Especially the latter; given what had transpired with his daughter, some words of comfort would be appropriate.
Arriving at the clinic after revving the engine, Black Skull hadn't shown up yet, so he encountered Ma Fuguo first.
"Elder Ma, this situation falls under my responsibility," Liu Zheng stated immediately upon meeting him, first acknowledging the exploitation incident concerning Ma Baoli.
"No, no, it was my daughter's own impulsiveness, Young Hero Liu. It has nothing to do with you," Ma Fuguo said, seeing Liu Zheng's respectful demeanor, and proactively absolved him of any blame.
"Elder Ma’s benevolent heart genuinely causes this junior to feel ashamed. Rest assured, no matter the price, I will return Young Master Ma to her former state."
Liu Zheng pledged.
"I entrust this matter to you, Young Hero Liu."
Ma Fuguo stated with utmost seriousness.
In truth, Doctor Nile had already clarified the situation, so his current level of worry had somewhat subsided.
Nevertheless, receiving Liu Zheng's firm assurance did provide him with a greater sense of peace.
"Speaking of which, does the martial arts school require any surveillance?"
Liu Zheng inquired.
"If it is not too much trouble, please dispatch someone to check on it for me,"
Ma Fuguo considered for a moment before replying.
The martial arts school contained treasured items such as secret martial arts manuals and ancestral heirlooms; though concealed, having a guardian present would be prudent.
"Understood, I will send someone over at once."
Liu Zheng promptly made a call to Niu Daji.
"Da Ji, what is your current location?"
he asked.
"We are out shopping, boss. We are already on our way back,"
Niu Daji responded.
"Instruct Ah Bao to go to the Primordial Tai Chi Sect for a watch duty, and escort Xia Kaiqian back with him."
