The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 158: Because I’ve Turned into Huang Mao, Should I De

"Thud!"

Liu Zheng landed in an elegant pose.

Before landing, he had attempted a 360° loop and six spins in mid-air, a truly difficult maneuver.

Unfortunately, there was no panel of hoowners’ association judges in the sewer, otherwise he might have won an honorary hoowners’ award or sothing.

With a hint of regret, Liu Zheng walked towards the sewer exit.

At the exit, he didn’t see the Fisherman.

So he made a call.

"I’ve arrived,"

Liu Zheng said.

"Got it, wait a mont."

Intense rushing water noises ca from the other end of the phone.

"What are you fighting with?"

He had a vaguely bad feeling.

A few minutes later, the Fisherman approached from a distance, dragging along an ugly, large fish.

Seeing Liu Zheng’s appearance, he first looked astonished and then furious.

"Who let you cosplay as Huang Mao?!"

The Fisherman was livid.

"You think I wanted this? Among the weaklings weaker than Niu Ma, she was the strongest,"

Liu Zheng was even more displeased.

He reached into his bra, adjusting the position of his two lumps of flesh.

Only after transforming into Nightingale did he realize that the woman was actually that heavy, easily weighing at least four or five hundred pounds.

Especially these two lumps of flesh, they were particularly heavy, the kind that could shift his center of gravity when he ran.

The Fisherman watched wide-eyed from the side, already quite upset seeing Liu Zheng beco Huang Mao, and performing such actions in front of him was simply disgusting.

If he hadn’t owed this guy a life, he would have beaten him to a pulp right now.

However, Liu Zheng’s transformation was not without its benefits.

The Fisherman revealed a slightly malicious grin.

"What are you up to, I warn you not to harbor any crooked ideas, or else I might just summon the sewer here,"

Liu Zheng said, on guard.

"Stop babbling. I have one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

The Fisherman asked.

"The bad news,"

"The bad news is that the fish used to clean the river went crazy and I killed it. The other fish aren’t grown yet and can’t be used,"

The Fisherman said.

"It’s not this one, is it?"

Liu Zheng asked, looking at the dead fish.

Up close, he could tell it was just a cleaner fish, only much larger than usual.

"Exactly. By the way, don’t even think about this fish, it doesn’t taste good,"

The Fisherman said.

"I wasn’t planning on it,"

he said dryly.

Cleaner fish, also known as garbage fish, just hearing the na tells you it wouldn’t taste good.

Hard skin, lots of bones, fishy flesh, and it even eats other fish’s roe, truly the kind of fish despised by people and dogs alike.

There’s a channel on Bilibili that specializes in killing cleaner fish, and Liu Zheng sotis watches it for relaxation.

"Whatever. Now let tell you the good news,"

The Fisherman deliberately paused for a long ti, waiting until he was getting impatient before he finally spoke.

"The good news is, you can replace that fish,"

"What the hell kind of good news is that?"

Although he was ntally prepared, upon hearing the Fisherman’s words, Liu Zheng was utterly devastated.

Before, he was being shat on, and now he must eat others’ shit? What kind of logical loop is that?

He’s just a delivery guy, why should he suffer such agony?

"Of course, it’s good news. If you were still looking like Tentacle Man, I might have felt a bit of sympathy. But now that you’re Huang Mao, I just feel terrific,"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

The Fisherman burst into a thunderous laughter, causing the entire river to tremble.

"Heh."

Liu Zheng extended his delicate hand and flipped him the middle finger.

"Kid, don’t think you can be disrespectful just because you saved once. Believe it or not, I’ll feed all four of your tentacles to the fish,"

The Fisherman said coldly.

"Do you know the Sea Girl is going to the Garbage Processing Plant to find her mother?"

Liu Zheng said.

"...when?"

After a mont of silence, the Fisherman asked.

"I don’t know, but I’ll let her wait to go with . If you want to protect her well, then show so attitude,"

he said.

"You, protect her? More like Sea Girl protecting you,"

The Fisherman said disdainfully.

Although he never really taught Sea Girl to fight, her innate abilities were enough to make her a strong contender among the younger generation.

"Fine, then let Huang Mao accompany Sea Girl,"

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"No way,"

The Fisherman exclaid.

He knew ’the suspension bridge effect’ all too well; if he let the two of them face life and death together, even finding his wife in the process, they would be inseparable even in death.

And deep down, he actually did want Liu Zheng to accompany Sea Girl.

This human might not look strong, but he always managed to pull out all sorts of odd things and involve so mysterious connections.

"Then think of sothing, just don’t make eat shit,"

Liu Zheng said expressionlessly.

Though he could eat shit to survive if necessary,

given the unique nature of the sewer, eating its shit didn’t carry that strong a sense of humiliation.

But it would still be disgusting.

Especially with so long a river, how much shit would he have to eat?

Even if he could stomach it, his belly simply couldn’t hold it all.

"Ugh."

Just thinking about a wave of shit hitting him, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but retch.

"Not eating shit is impossible,"

The Fisherman shook his head.

"Hm?"

A murderous aura flickered in his eyes.

"Even if you kill , it’s useless; it’s the rule. However, I can combine cleaning the intestines and promoting bowel movents into one task,"

"If you’re lucky enough, maybe you won’t have to eat shit."

"But I have to remind you, this will be extrely hard. You could very well die from an excess of shit, be killed by garbage, or mutate due to pollution,"

the Fisherman said.

"First, tell what it is."

Liu Zheng, of course, wasn’t going to back down just because of a few words, nor was he going to rush in because he didn’t want to eat shit.

"This is it."

The Fisherman swung his arm and fished a small seaplane out of the river.

The plane looked old, with many areas rusted.

Moreover, its color sche and design were bizarre— it looked less like a proper seaplane and more like children’s play equipnt.

"Ever played the ’Whack-a-Mole’ ga? I’m talking about the arcade version."

the Fisherman asked.

"I have."

Liu Zheng nodded.

Aside from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "King of Fighters ’97", his favorite had always been various ’Whack-a-Mole’ gas.

"1945", "Raiden", "Saloman Snake", and so other plane gas without known nas he had played them all.

"Once you sit in this plane, everything around you will turn into a ga. Your task is to pilot the plane, smash through all obstacles along the way, until you clear the ga."

"Of course, it’s completely unforgiving. Each area has a target score, and as long as you et that score, you pass."

"If you don’t et it, you’ll be imdiately deed a failure."

"Under normal circumstances, the failures are only punished, after all, the sewer doesn’t find it easy to get soone to work for it. But considering your circumstances, the sewer will probably just kill you outright."

"How about that, confident?"

the Fisherman asked.

"Not at all!"

Liu Zheng answered cleanly.

Knowing oneself is important, he did like plane gas, but he wasn’t very good at them.

Forget about clearing the ga on one coin, tis when he could pass a level with five coins were rare.

Despite not knowing how difficult this flying shit ga would be, the punishnt alone was reason enough for Liu Zheng not to play.

The arcade owner only wanted his money, but the sewer owner was after his life.

"Well then, you’ll just have to face the red shit."

The Fisherman didn’t insist.

"Have you played this ga before?"

"Yes."

"What’s the success rate?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"About fifty percent. Indeed, you won’t die if you fail, but the punishnt is not mild—why do you think I keep this fish?"

The Fisherman said, kicking a giant cleaner fish.

"Speaking of which, why did it go crazy?"

he asked curiously.

"The sewer collects all sorts of toxic and harmful substances from the entire city. It’s normal for it to go crazy after eating such ssed-up stuff,"

the Fisherman said nonchalantly.

"Then how co you haven’t gone crazy?"

Lao Deng was one who ate and defecated in the sewer.

"How do you know I haven’t?"

the Fisherman retorted.

Liu Zheng didn’t respond; he had a hunch that continuing this topic would lead to sothing undesirable.

Luckily, the Fisherman didn’t seem inclined to continue either.

"Since you don’t want to get on the plane, get ready to turn into a fish,"

the Fisherman said, picking up the giant cleaner fish, apparently planning so sort of modification.

"Wait, if I can clear it with a perfect score, is there any special reward?"

Liu Zheng suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"What is it?"

he inquired.

"If it had been before, probably abilities like rapid movent in the sewer, physical enhancent, and fishing permits or the like."

"But this ti, its constipation is really severe, so if you can clear with a perfect score, the reward will likely elevate another notch."

"It likes to unleash fury, but it’s quite generous."

the Fisherman said.

"Can I have it bring soone to ?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Who?"

"Fire Mage, City Ranger, a nomadic master, so dude bear-whatever."

he stated.

"Never heard of them. But as long as you can clear with a perfect score, I can help you communicate. As long as they are in the sewer, there should be no problem,"

the Fisherman said.

"He’s very strong, at least not weaker than you. The last fart in the sewer was probably plugged by him."

Liu Zheng reminded.

"Can a dwarf using his head to stop a giant’s expeller let him defy the giant?"

"The sewer’s strength is beyond your imagination; what you see now is just the tip of the iceberg."

"Even the boss of your Bloody Restaurant would find it hard to erge unscathed in the sewer,"

the Fisherman said.

Indeed, the last ti the sewer went berserk, the entire city trembled, Si Xue probably wasn’t that badass yet.

"So, besides the City Hall, the sewer is the badass of tropolis?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

"City Hall is definitely the strongest, but a few of the top entities are actually quite similar, including your Bloody Restaurant,"

the Fisherman shook his head and said.

"Then why did you just say that nobody could escape with their whole body?"

He carefully avoided saying the word "boss."

"Your boss just manages the Bloody Restaurant, but she is not the Bloody Restaurant. The Bloody Restaurant has had many bosses over its changes of managent, which include... "

the Fisherman talking, suddenly shut his mouth.

"Impressive indeed, even in the sewer, it can make speechless,"

he said with a cold laugh.

"Do they all have their own consciousness?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

"So do, so don’t. I am not very clear on the details, just fragntary information from communicating with the sewer,"

the Fisherman said.

Liu Zheng didn’t know whether to believe him or not, but he knew the Fisherman wouldn’t tell him any more.

"I’ve made up my mind,"

he said loudly.

"I don’t want to eat shit anymore, I want to play ’Whack-a-Mole’!"