The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 485 - 389: Worse Than Working for Pay is Working to

"Phew!"

Liu Zheng swung up the iron hamr, with a faint halo lighting up behind his head.

anwhile, the Black Dumplings joined hands again, clustering tightly together like a multicolored millstone.

"Ha!"

The iron hamr smashed down heavily, hitting right in the center of the multicolored millstone.

"Crack!"

A sound like shattering glass rang out, and all the Black Dumplings cracked in response, splitting into small dumplings of various sizes.

The least split into two, the most into four.

These Black Dumplings had no other differences except for a circle of fine golden lines on their heads that looked like crowns.

And their eyes had changed from bean-sized to golden Hook Jades, though they were very blurry, as if they had cataracts.

"Chirp~ Chirp~ Chirp~"

The newborn Black Dumplings hopped around Liu Zheng’s feet, like a bunch of chicks frolicking around their mother hen.

So bold Black Dumplings even climbed up his leg and nested in his hair.

"Mr. Batiao, aren’t you going to do sothing? They’ll start tearing the place apart soon."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

"What’s for to do? You’re their mom."

Mr. Batiao replied, jumping down from the high platform.

"Such pure Sun God Power, we won’t need so much firewood for burning a bonfire in the future."

He picked up a Black Dumpling and examined it before speaking.

"Isn’t that great then?"

"It’s great. Kid, where did you get such Sun God Power from?"

Mr. Batiao asked.

"Old man can’t recognize it?"

Liu Zheng asked in surprise.

He had thought Mr. Batiao had recognized it because he had shouted so loudly.

"This old man is ignorant, I beseech Mr. Ren He to enlighten ."

Mr. Batiao said sarcastically, thinking he was being mocked.

"If you can’t recognize it, then I won’t tell you. She didn’t tell whether I could tell others or not."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

After all, he had witnessed that person bathing, and even though the person was shrouded in light and he couldn’t see clearly, it still counted as the sin of peeping on a God.

Luckily for him, Amaterasu omikami had not killed him; it would be pure folly to advertise that fact.

"Then I’ll ask you just one question, and you better tell the truth."

Mr. Batiao stared at Liu Zheng and said.

In his remaining hands, he now held tools such as wrenches, pliers, tongs, and copper pipes.

"Go ahead."

Liu Zheng nodded.

In his hands, sohow, were also a Slaughter Knife and a delivery slip.

"What are you doing at the bathhouse?"

"Before I answer that, I have a question to ask as well."

He didn’t respond directly.

"I asked you first."

Mr. Batiao said gravely.

"In my hotown, there’s an old saying, ’Newcors surpass the old.’"

"Kid, you don’t think that because I’m old, I can’t fight anymore, do you?"

Mr. Batiao frowned deeply, a cold light flashing in his murky eyes.

"Old man, if I want to leave, you can’t stop . If you want to die, I can’t stop you either."

"There aren’t many good people left in tropolis, wouldn’t it be better if we all just live well?"

Liu Zheng spoke calmly.

Even if it ca to fighting, he was not afraid of his opponent.

Although Mr. Batiao’s strength was unfathomable, he also had a costu (COS) at hand.

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Mr. Batiao watched him intently, the wrinkles on his face deepening.

Whereas Liu Zheng hung his head low without making eye contact, yet his body exuded an unyielding aura.

On the side, Yangzi watched anxiously; one was a warm-hearted elder with a cold exterior, the other was a newcor with a promising vibe, and they had just been chatting away monts ago. How did things suddenly beco so tense?

But having worked in the Servicing Departnt for years, she was no idiot when it ca to reading the atmosphere.

So she didn’t say anything, simply withdrawing to a distance.

"Ask."

After a brief standoff, Mr. Batiao coldly broke the silence.

"Can she see or hear what’s happening here?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Who? Oh, she usually doesn’t pay attention to what’s around here."

Mr. Batiao thought for a mont before replying.

He was considered a neutral party at the Hundred Ghosts Bathhouse, solely focused on making it to retirent.

Yet since his strength was formidable and his job crucial, Granny Tang would rather not provoke him.

"Then I will tell you, I am here to save soone."

Liu Zheng admitted frankly.

"Save who?"

"Seiko."

"Seiko?!"

Yaoji in the corner imdiately cried out upon hearing the na.

"You know her?"

Mr. Batiao turned his head to look at her.

"Of course, she’s from our Servicing Departnt, and we have a pretty good relationship."

Yaoji nodded.

"Then you ask."

Mr. Batiao cleared the way.

He was not too concerned with matters that did not pertain to work, and it would indeed be more convenient for Yaoji to do the interrogating.

"Oh, okay."

Concerned about her friend, Yaoji did not object and walked up to Liu Zheng.

"You say you’re here to save Seiko?"

"Yes."

He nodded.

"What’s your relationship with her?"

Yaoji asked.

"I have no relationship with Seiko; it was her aunt Jinzi who asked to save her."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Seiko didn’t tell about having such an aunt."

Yaoji shook her head.

"How about Jing Zi, Jingzi, or Gold, Kyoko, Well Zi, or sothing like that? Their family nas all follow that pattern anyway."

"Hmm, Kyoko did ntion she has a twin sister."

Yaoji recalled.

"There really is one. Alright, do you believe now?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"But wasn’t Seiko already sent off to the pig farm? Based on the timing, she would already be slaughtered by now. How are you going to save her?"

Yaoji expressed doubt.

"Slaughtered" refers to livestock reaching the weight for butchering.

In the real world, pigs for comrcial production typically are butchered at six months old, and it certainly wouldn’t take that long on Bathhouse Street.

If they aren’t high-quality breeds ant for entertaining distinguished guests, they can be ready for slaughter in just one month.