The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1000 646: Lottery Shop, Here I Come (Part 2)

He solemnly said.

"Hmm."

Without asking anything, 4399 directly hung up the phone.

"There are experts in City Hall."

Liu Zheng sighed.

Obviously, those who are forced into early retirent for making mistakes aren't the most well-behaved individuals, and losing formal employnt status is sure to leave so emotional gap.

Soone with wealth, leisure, force, and resentnt can beco a society's destabilizing elent, even more dangerous than gang mbers.

Arranging a job for them with regular assessnts not only showcases City Hall's rcy but also keeps them in check while consuming their energy—truly a multi-pronged strategy.

"Let's go and find a spot."

Liu Zheng waved his large tentacle and entered the lottery store again.

"Pretty quick, you didn't keep waiting for long. Co, show what you can do?"

The store owner said leisurely.

This ti he didn't even bother to put down his newspaper.

"Nothing much, just planning to lighten your workload a bit."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"You said you didn't want to do business, right? Then just stop doing it altogether. I'll set up a stand at your door, offer ten bucks with each scratch-off ticket purchase, and let's see who enters your store."

"Who are you kidding? If you can get your hands on a single scratch-off ticket, then I lose."

The store owner said contemptuously.

The lottery is a specialty industry; not just anyone can get stock.

"Then I won't sell scratch-offs. I'll just hand out money. Anyone who doesn't enter your store gets a hundred bucks from ."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

"Then go ahead, better lower the amount, handing out twenty bucks is enough. I could use so more peace and quiet."

The store owner said enthusiastically.

"Don't worry, I could hand out money for a year or two. The question is, how will you pass the HR assessnt then?"

He asked with a smile.

"Who exactly are you?"

The store owner's face changed suddenly, his pressure surging towards Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng stood up straight, resisting, his joints cracking like firecrackers on New Year's.

"Ah Bao, guard!"

"Oh."

He shouted, and the Panda belatedly transford, using its body to shield him from the store owner's pressure.

"Indeed, clothes aren't as good as new, people aren't as good as old."

Liu Zheng sighed internally.

If it were Niu Daji, he wouldn't even need to shout; he would've been blocked as soon as he walked in.

"Just a delivery guy passing by wanting to buy a lottery ticket. But it so happens I have so connections at City Hall."

He said after stretching his muscles.

"As for you."

Liu Zheng peeked around the Panda, tilting his head to look at the store owner.

"A lottery seller, screw you. You're a dismissed employee, a petty Deputy Director, yet you're swaggering around here?"

"I'm telling you, you don't want to sell scratch-offs? Today you'll not only sell scratch-offs, but you'll also scratch them for personally. Otherwise..."

He tossed a gold bar on the ground with a clatter.

"I'll not only make sure you fail the assessnt, but I'll also have HR reinvestigate your case to see if you should be early retired or directly dismissed."

Liu Zheng's voice was even more resounding than the sound of the gold bar hitting the ground.

"Bullshit, I'm clearly enjoying full Director perks."

The store manager retorted.

"Is that so? Thank you, that narrows it down even more. Hehehe."

He let out a conspiratorial laugh.

"You punk, how dare you plot against !"

The store manager finally raged.

"What the hell did you call ?"

Liu Zheng shouted back fearlessly.

"I'll kill you right now, let's see how you make fail the assessnt."

The store manager said and began to raise his hand.

"Fine, I've got a 50 million procurent order from Du Kang Wine Workshop, that City Hall is distributing. If you kill now, and they co looking for paynt, guess how much you'd have to compensate?"

With 50 million worth of Du Kang's wine, reselling could at least make a billion.

If the store manager had a billion, he wouldn't bother with early retirent; he'd pay off everything and still get a promotion.

"Are you nuts? There are lottery stores everywhere, just buy elsewhere."

The store manager cursed.

"You're the one who's nuts, what's wrong with Bloody Restaurant's delivery buying from you?"

Liu Zheng cursed back.

"..."

The store manager was speechless.

He just didn't like Bloody Restaurant, and enjoyed making things difficult.

If Liu Zheng talked nicely and let him pat the Panda, he might have sold it.

Who knew this guy was so fiery, really pushing to the edge over a scratch-off ticket.

But now asking the owner to relent hurt his pride.

At least he used to be a team leader in a special operations group, arresting big shots like counciln. Bowing to a delivery guy was harder than death.

"How about this. You don't sell to , but you could sell to my friend, right?"

Liu Zheng suddenly said, pushing the Panda forward.

"Hmm?"

The store owner's expression shifted.

"Alright, considering you're kind of one of us, I'll let it go this ti. Next ti if you disrespect your seniors, I'll teach you on their behalf."

He said sternly.

"Enough, Lao Deng, stop lecturing. I don't even listen to my old man, you think I'd listen to you?"

Liu Zheng impatiently waved his tentacle.

"Hmph, youngsters these days really lack respect."

The store owner snorted coldly, more convinced Liu Zheng was a second-generation official.

"Which type do you want to buy?"

He asked reluctantly.

"What types do you have?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You don't even know the types, yet you insist on drawing?"

The store manager glared.

"Because I've never done it before and want to try; otherwise, why would I care about these prizes?"

He said righteously.

"If I'd been your dad, I should've thrown you into the sewer when you were born."

The store manager said viciously.

"If you were my dad, I'd go back in ti and kill you even if it ant disappearing."

Liu Zheng retorted.

"... Currently, there are two types of scratch-offs, traditional printed ones, and electronic scratch-offs. The electronic ones have contents randomly generated, theoretically offering an infinite jackpot, but they're much more expensive, with single ticket prize pools similar to traditional ones."

The store manager said, holding back the urge to tear him apart.

"I want electronic scratch-offs."

Liu Zheng said without hesitation.

"Each scratch costs fifty, how many do you want to scratch?"

"Five thousand worth first."

He slapped five thousand on the counter.

"Hurry up and scratch, then scram."

The store manager put a tablet in front of him.

"Not yet, I'm going out to absorb so Spiritual Energy and the essence of the sun and moon."

Liu Zheng turned and left the lottery store again.

Then he took out two items from the System Space, the Resentnt Relics and the Chaotic Dice.

"Na: Black Carp Dragon's Resentnt Relics (One-ti use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: 99% chance of instant death upon use, 1% chance to obtain 'Hongyun Qitian' state."

"Note: I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! Hatred, hatred, hatred!"

"Not exportable: No"

"Na: Chaotic Dice (One-ti use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Randomly disrupts the trigger probability sequence of a specified item."

"Note: This is the Dice Lady's pity for you unlucky players, say thank you to the Dice Lady."

At one mont, Heaven, at another, Hell.

Even though he had endured many trials, he couldn't help but feel a rush of blood facing such an extravagant gamble.

He pressed the Chaotic Dice against the Resentnt Relics.

The Chaotic Dice dissolved into an ethereal shadow, rging with the Resentnt Relics.

The system notification chid.

"Chaotic Dice effect activated successfully."

And Liu Zheng couldn't help but smile when he heard it.

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