The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 164 Si Xue: Come Back After Cleaning Yourself Up

"Did you sneak off and eat shit behind my back?"

Niu Ma blurted out before realizing sothing was off.

"Did you sneak off and eat shit after you went out?"

It corrected itself.

"I didn’t eat shit, but I got beaten up by it."

Liu Zheng recounted the incident of getting bowel relief for the sewer.

"Tsk, why do you always run into such crap?"

Niu Ma clicked its tongue in amazent.

"It’s just my bad luck, isn’t it?"

He was also speechless.

Others are chosen by so main god, either to fight to the death in movies or to start a harem in ani.

And here he is, brought to a bizarre world like tropolis, either helping people hang themselves or unclogging toilets.

"Then wait for to ask the boss."

Niu Ma said.

Although the restaurant had no ti requirents for the return of their food delivery staff, loitering around indefinitely was definitely not acceptable.

"Boss, hurry up. I don’t feel safe waiting out here,"

Liu Zheng said.

"Got it."

Niu Ma hung up the phone.

He turned to look at the buildings not far away, where several shadows were moving indecisively.

Ever since leaving Rose Street, Liu Zheng had felt as if sothing was following him, and the group seed to be growing.

Unexpectedly, after he entered the restaurant’s vicinity, only these few remained.

If he wasn’t mistaken, they must have been attracted by the stench of shit on him, and these few were the winners of the competition.

However, they didn’t dare to venture into the restaurant’s area and could only watch from outside.

If Liu Zheng stepped out of this circle, he would likely be imdiately attacked by them.

But he wasn’t particularly panicked; having followed him so long without making a move, they probably weren’t that strong.

In the worst-case scenario, he could just run back to the French Plane Tree and spend hundred thousand to take a bath.

A few minutes passed, and Niu Ma’s call ca through.

"The boss said you should find a place to clean yourself up before you co back, or she’ll wash you with lava,"

Niu Ma said with a tone full of schadenfreude.

"Can’t they just hook up a water hose in the kitchen to rinse down?"

Liu Zheng sighed.

"Of course not. How would it look if there was a naked man showering outside the restaurant?"

"Fine. Where should I go to wash then? The hydrant costs hundred thousand; I can’t afford that,"

he asked.

"Where are you now?"

Niu Ma inquired.

"At the exit of the food delivery tunnel."

"Then turn your back to the exit and keep walking to your left hand side for about four or five kiloters, and you’ll see the bathhouse,"

Niu Ma thought for a mont before replying.

"Ah, tropolis has a bathhouse?"

Liu Zheng exclaid in surprise.

"What’s so surprising about that? In such a huge city, of course, there’s a bathhouse. Not only do they exist, but they also co in various styles,"

"What style is this bathhouse?"

he asked.

"I’m not sure about the style, all I know is that everything inside is made of wood. Before you soak in the bath, you have to rinse off first, and after soaking they’ll ask if you want to drink milk or sothing,"

Niu Ma said.

Oh, that must be Japanese style then.

Liu Zheng had never been to one, but he had seen plenty in ani.

"Is it expensive?"

"If you’re just going to bathe, admission is only a hundred bucks. But in your case, there might be an extra charge, though it shouldn’t be more than a thousand or so at most. There’s hardly anyone there at this ti anyway,"

Niu Ma explained.

"Then that’s fine."

A thousand or so was a lot of money for Liu Zheng when he first entered the instance, but now it was just small change to him.

"Is there anything I should watch out for?"

He asked again.

"There doesn’t seem to be anything in particular to be careful of. Oh, right, there is a shrine between the n’s and won’s pools. Move it, and you can see the other side,"

"But you’d better not be mischievous. If you’re lucky, you might have a romantic encounter. If you’re unlucky..."

"What happens if I’m unlucky?"

"I don’t know, because those who were unlucky never showed up again,"

Niu Ma said.

"Understood, I definitely won’t be mischievous."

Liu Zheng stated.

If it were a real-life hot spring, he might give in to his inner desires, but in tropolis, he thought better of it.

What if, upon moving the shrine, he saw a golden-haired female Niu Ma posing seductively on the other side?

Physical blindness can heal, but spiritual blindness could not.

"Heh heh, that’s what all those who disappeared said before them,"

Niu Ma inserted a bit of foreshadowing.

After hanging up, Liu Zheng didn’t imdiately set off; first, he opened the delivery box.

Unpacking the al, a piece of whole grain bread with long hair blinked its little eyes back at him.

"Seriously, bread bugs?"

Liu Zheng looked at the lengthy, wormlike legs around the whole grain bread and shuddered.

He should have known better; the Bloody Restaurant’s delivery is all about realism.

Of course, a bread bug that can blink even after being blanched is quite magical realism too.

"Na: Blanched Bread Bug"

"Type: Prop"

"Quality: Superior"

"Effect: Restores a moderate amount of stamina."

"Note: The ultimate solution to the dispute between vegetarians and carnivores, of course, it might also be the beginning of an all-out war."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

That a single bread bug could restore a moderate amount of stamina, no wonder those post-apocalyptic novels always featured raising bugs.

Of course, Liu Zheng wasn’t going to eat it.

This bread beetle looked plump, juicy, healthy, and eco-friendly; that socially anxious spider would definitely like it.

He stowed the blanched bread beetle and took out the Human Bone Cane, heading in the direction Niu Ma had ntioned.

With each step he took, the shadows stirred.

By the ti Liu Zheng reached the edge of the Bloody Restaurant’s territory, they had revealed crimson eyes.

"Speaking of which, I’m on a business trip, right? Can I call a vehicle?"

Liu Zheng had a sudden burst of inspiration, and then he just did it.

"I’ve got a blanched bread beetle, later when I get back to the restaurant I’ll lure it out to give it a try."

As soon as he connected the call, what he ntioned first was the matter concerning the socially anxious spider.

"Oh, that thing, it should like it."

The driver agreed.

"As long as I damage the uniform, it should co out to deliver a new one, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That’s right. But if you deliberately damage the uniform, they’re going to deduct it from your salary,"

the driver responded.

"That’s fine."

He hadn’t expected to get a salary anyway.

"Do you want to rent a vehicle?"

The driver asked proactively.

"Yes, is that possible?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

"According to regulations, if you don’t have an order at hand, definitely not,"

the driver hesitated.

"Surely you don’t need to be delivering takeout to rent a vehicle, I’m under the boss’s orders to take a bath, that counts as being on official business, right?"

He sensed the driver’s lack of resolve and pressed the issue.

"Fine. What kind of vehicle do you want to rent?"

After a mont of hesitation, the driver still gave in to Liu Zheng’s request.

"Just a Ferrari will do."

"Alright."

A few seconds later, the familiar Ferrari pulled up in front of him.

"No wonder you want to rent a car, you’ve been targeted by the Fly People."

The driver remarked, eyeing the distance.

"Fly People?"

"Yes, a lower species that survives on trash and rot. Not strong, low intelligence, but since they’re needed by the Sanitation Departnt for work, they’ve also been listed in the protection catalog. Even non-citizens can’t kill them at will."

The driver explained.

"There’s such a thing. What if they attack ?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Then, of course, you can kill them at will. However, I suggest you don’t do that, their carcasses are worthless, and they might explode upon death. That sll, if you get it on you, won’t dissipate for a month or two,"

the driver said.

"Doesn’t matter, the sll on doesn’t dissipate anyway."

He said with a stony expression.

"That’s why the Fly People are after you, they’re not very bold, normally they wouldn’t dare to provoke soone from the restaurant,"

the driver realized.

"Can’t you sll it?"

"I’m not alive, of course, I can’t sll it,"

the driver replied.

"Alright."

Not alive, so that ans dead, right?

Though by his appearance, he didn’t quite seem like a ghost like the Red Pig.

"If you don’t want to deal with them, just hire to drive,"

the driver said.

"Can’t I shake them off myself if I drive?"

"Naturally, there’s a reason why I charge so much,"

the driver said mysteriously.

"Then I’ll trouble you for it,"

Liu Zheng said decisively.

In the tropolis, any problem that can be solved with money is the simplest problem.

Once he was in the car, the driver did not drive off, but pressed a button instead.

The exhaust pipes at the rear of the sports car automatically detached, revealing two huge jet nozzles, resembling those taken off of a fighter jet.

The driver lightly pressed the accelerator, and the jet nozzles instantly spewed blue flas.

The roar of the engine amplified more than tenfold, shaking the whole street.

"Aweso,"

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Don’t even think about it, I’m the only one who can use this feature."

The driver saw through his thoughts instantly.

"I wasn’t thinking anything,"

Liu Zheng stubbornly retorted.

The driver smiled faintly and pressed the gas pedal deeply.

The brilliant blue flas surged from the jet nozzles, steaming up the surrounding air into a blurry haze.

The Ferrari’s body launched forward instantly, and with it, those shadows that had been lurking also burst forth.

When they were exposed to the sunlight, Liu Zheng finally saw them clearly,

Rather than referring to them as Fly "People," they were more like monsters assembled from piles of flesh with both fly and human characteristics.

They had flat and round heads, with two enormous red compound eyes taking up two-thirds of their entire faces.

Their lower jaws bore two large barbed fangs, with roots buried in flesh tubes that extended to their protruding foreheads.

Around their lower jaws, a varying number of flesh buds grew, adorned with honeycomb-like holes.

Even more nauseating was their skinless torsos covered with sparse, thin, curly black hair; beneath the hair was pale red, irregularly shaped fat.

Their bodies were twisted abnormally, and their limbs bent in unnatural ways.

Two mucous-covered flesh wings extended from their backs, with a crisscross web of mucous forming the wings.

Watching the speeding sports car, the flesh buds of the fly creatures pulsed slightly, and the holes opened and closed continuously, just like nostrils.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The Fly People leader emitted a piercing, vibrating sound, and the other Fly People responded with the sa vibration.

Taking the leader as the arrowhead, they ford a triangular formation and chased after Liu Zheng.