The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 126 Familiar Faces Make for Greedy Mouths

"What a coincidence, eting again."

Liu Zheng forced a smile and greeted him.

"It is quite a coincidence. I was actually planning to order takeout from you, but I didn’t expect to bump into you here."

The boy in pyjamas said.

"Then that really is, a twisted fate."

He sighed.

"Because of you, I lost three intestine slaves, how do you plan to compensate ?"

The boy in pyjamas asked.

He casually closed the door, and Liu Zheng regained his ability to move.

But he didn’t attempt to open the door again, as that would surely be futile.

"They were killed by your own hands, weren’t they? That’s got nothing to do with ."

Liu Zheng tried to absolve himself of responsibility.

"Had you not restored so of the vampire’s awareness, I wouldn’t have needed to kill them."

"You didn’t forbid from speaking to them. Dear guest, don’t just shift the bla."

Since they were sowhat acquainted, he spoke more freely.

"Quibbling is useless, damaging a guest’s property ans the waiter must compensate at full price."

"Considering my own negligence, I shall bear half the loss myself, which ans you still owe the other half."

The boy in pyjamas stated calmly.

"Then na your price."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

Seeing how confidently the kid spoke, it didn’t seem like he was being deceived.

"You can’t afford it. That vampire itself is worth more than two million."

The boy in pyjamas shook his head.

Not to ntion the vampire’s own strength, just its ability to function as a dialysis machine ant earnings of at least twenty thousand a month.

And given the lifespan and vitality of vampires, they could work for at least ten years.

The vampire would cost one million, and both Fatty and Skinny should be worth about the sa, so that’s three million.

Liu Zheng really couldn’t afford it.

Unless he compensated with those perfect-level items he possessed.

But without them, he might as well be dead.

"So, resign yourself to fate."

The boy in pyjamas’s fingernails pierced Liu Zheng’s belly.

"From the mont I saw you, your fate was already sealed."

"Not necessarily."

He scoffed.

A life of cheats doesn’t accept any definition.

A dazzling Golden Finger appeared in Liu Zheng’s hand.

Even without the synergy of a teething stick, he believed that this perfect-grade disposable item wouldn’t betray its quality.

The boy in pyjamas noticed his actions but didn’t plan to stop him.

Because he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Of course, the restaurant’s rules also bound him.

After all, the restaurant didn’t particularly care for its staff, but it also wasn’t friendly towards its guests.

Often, the restaurant would rather see both guests and staff perish together.

Life and death, despair and hope, were all fuel for the restaurant.

Just as Liu Zheng was ready to use the Golden Finger, his chest suddenly heated up.

He looked down to find the morial dal glowing red-hot.

"Hmm?"

The boy in pyjamas saw this and his eyes flickered unusually.

"How do you have a morial dal?"

If he wasn’t mistaken, such dals were only awarded to restaurant staff mbers who had won "Employee of the Month" three tis or more.

And this human in front of him was definitely a newcor.

"Not every boss is like you, discarding his underlings after using them."

Liu Zheng boasted proudly.

His boss was Niu Ma, after all.

"They are not my underlings, rely slaves."

The boy in pyjamas said disdainfully.

But as he watched the glowing morial dal, he was indeed sowhat vexed.

Liu Zheng didn’t know its true purpose, but the boy in pyjamas did.

One of its effects was to negate a penalty for breaking the restaurant’s rules once.

That ant, as long as Liu Zheng used the morial dal, he wouldn’t have to pay the boy in pyjamas a single cent.

Liu Zheng would incur a significant loss, but the boy in pyjamas wouldn’t gain anything either.

"Let’s make a deal."

The boy in pyjamas proposed after pondering for several seconds.

"What kind of deal?"

"One hundred sets of intestines, and we’re even,"

The boy in pyjamas said.

"Where am I supposed to get that many intestines for you?"

"Can’t you just regenerate with Blood and Flesh Rebirth? I eat and they grow back, easy."

The boy in pyjamas licked his lips.

And to be honest, he did have a craving.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with the crunch of intestines, but he had never tried ones that grew back as soon as they were eaten.

After all, while Black Mountain Goat Cubs were a rare ingredient, none had the regeneration abilities of Liu Zheng.

"A hundred sets, big brother, where am I going to get that much vitality from to grow them?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"I’ll provide the supplent."

The boy in pyjamas was quick to act, pressing the service bell on the door right away.

"What can I do for our esteed guest?"

The service bell inquired.

Huh?

Liu Zheng looked closely and realized that the so-called service bell was actually a mouth.

"Add one more third-tier al."

The boy in pyjamas said.

"Right away, your al will be brought to you. Anything else you need?"

The service bell asked.

"Nothing more."

"Alright, feel free to press whenever you need."

The service bell closed its mouth.

It wasn’t long before there were knocks on the door.

Liu Zheng went to open it himself, and outside was a Centaur pulling a al cart.

"Eh?"

His gaze sharpened.

Niu Ma seed to have told him that if he encountered any trouble, he could seek help from the custor service’s Centaur.

Considering there were no other descriptions, there should be only one Centaur in custor service, which would be the one right in front of him.

"Hello."

He tentatively greeted.

"Hello, your level three combo al has arrived."

The Centaur gave him a glance and pushed the al cart into the private room.

"I am here to help, sent by the boss of the delivery departnt, Niu Ma."

Liu Zheng followed it inside, emphasizing the words "Niu Ma."

"New guy, co over and help set the plates."

The Centaur said indifferently.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng, mimicking its actions, picked up the plates and arranged them on the table according to size and shape.

The boy in pajamas stood with his hands on his hips, watching them work without any other action.

"New guy, if you encounter any problem while working, ask quickly. Don’t affect the dining experience of the guests,"

the Centaur said.

"I damaged a guest’s property, and now he has proposed a private settlent. I’m not sure if this is against the rules."

Liu Zheng spoke up hastily.

"This guest, are you sure you want to settle privately?"

The Centaur looked at the boy in pajamas.

"Yes."

The latter nodded.

"Then do you agree to have as a witness?"

The Centaur asked again.

"Agreed."

The boy in pajamas nodded assertively.

"What is the object of the private settlent?"

The Centaur inquired.

"One hundred sets of his intestines."

"Hmm?"

The Centaur glanced at Liu Zheng, taking in his tentacles and hooves, and then seed to understand.

"Well then, the witness fee will be ten thousand yuan."

It said.

"Okay."

The boy in pajamas briskly took out a card and threw it to the Centaur.

The Centaur, seemingly from nowhere, produced a card reader and completed the transaction successfully.

"You need to pay too."

It looked at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng inwardly lanted.

His total possessions amounted to just over twenty thousand yuan, and that too, he had borrowed.

This was now halved in an instant.

However, what needed to be paid, had to be paid.

Though it seed that the boy in pajamas had no intention of defaulting, adding an extra layer of security was never a mistake.

Ten thousand yuan was handed over, and the Centaur took the money without a change in expression.

Seeing Liu Zheng paying willingly, the Centaur felt a tinge of appreciation for this subordinate of Niu Ma.

Actually, the money wasn’t taken for nothing.

The witness system was a semi-official policy of the restaurant.

’Semi-official’ ant that the restaurant wouldn’t inform the staff or guests about the policy proactively; it could only be passed on through word of mouth by the employees or custors.

Yet, it was indeed bound by the restaurant’s rules, and any of the three parties failing to comply would be subject to punishnt by the restaurant.

The policy was quite simple.

The witness would collect a fee based on the object of the private settlent, and upon receiving the fee, would ensure the smooth conclusion of the settlent.

For instance, if Liu Zheng handed over one hundred sets of intestines, and the boy in pajamas refused to let the matter rest, then the Centaur would have to help Liu Zheng escape.

Whether that ant eliminating the party that reneged on the deal or sacrificing itself to hold them off depended on the witness’s abilities.

The Centaur took out a walkie-talkie and switched to the public channel.

"British Minister, a guest in the Blue Star private room has requested as a witness,"

it spoke respectfully.

"Understood, I will arrange soone to replace you. Report back to after you’re done,"

Britain responded.

"Yes, Minister."

The Centaur hung up the call.

"You may begin from your end."

It instantly slipped into the role of witness.

"Okay."

The boy in pajamas moved in front of Liu Zheng and without warning, plunged into his stomach.

A twist of the hand and Liu Zheng’s large intestine was pulled out by him.

With his digestive ability, all the nutrients had long been absorbed, leaving behind only the worthless residue.

Stubborn and extrely foul-slling.

Even the Centaur standing to the side showed a look of distaste.

However, the boy in pajamas took a deep breath, his face only showing intoxication and contentnt.

After a cool sensation in his belly, the contents of the large intestine were all sucked into the mouth, not even sparing the wrinkles in the intestinal wall.

"Not bad, the flavor of a half-human, half-sheep is indeed more complex than that of a pure Black Mountain Goat Cub, with a stronger sense of layers,"

the boy in pajamas burped and praised.

In this way, Liu Zheng’s intestines beca cleaner than his face.

Probably even the Garbage Processing Plant wouldn’t bother turning over his intestines.

After having the appetizers and snacks, the boy in pajamas started on the main course.

The intestines shortened at a consistent rate while regenerating at a slightly slower pace.

Liu Zheng’s size also shrank continually during this process until he was as tall as the boy in pajamas.

"Alright, you should eat sothing to recover now,"

said the boy in pajamas, stuffing Liu Zheng’s intestines back in place.

Liu Zheng didn’t hesitate, voraciously eating the dishes on the table.

The level three combo al consisted of fourteen dishes, most of which were exquisite and a few were excellent.

Most of the dishes’ effects served to restore strength and replenish what was lost, but there were also so with other effects.

All in all, after finishing the entire combo al, his strength, constitution, and spirit attributes all improved to various extents.

By the ti the cyclic process of Liu Zheng growing as he ate and the boy in pajamas eating as he grew finally ended, three hours had passed.

The boy in pajamas swallowed the last piece of intestine and reluctantly looked at Liu Zheng’s healing abdon.

The experience of imdiate growth and consumption was too delightful, and he had no desire to end it.

He was about to speak when the Centaur spoke up first.

"Guest, the conditions for the private settlent have been t; you are both squared away."

"That’s right, the matter of him damaging my property is in the past, but his service in the private room isn’t over yet,"

the boy in pajamas said with a beaming smile.