The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 607 - 449 Liu Zheng: I’m Really Not a Fanatic for Ex

"I’m afraid I can’t complete this task."

He shook his head.

Si Xue would definitely ask him why he needed Shao Yanming’s head, and he simply couldn’t lie.

Besides, Si Xue wasn’t stupid; she would absolutely guess that it was Peacock who wanted it.

By then, it’d be a miracle if she didn’t slap Liu Zheng to death—how could she let Peacock get his wish?

"Won’t you at least give it a try?"

"Not even a little bit."

Si Xue wasn’t the type of boss to hold petty grudges, but she absolutely couldn’t tolerate her subordinates cozying up to her mortal enemy, even indirectly.

"Alright, then I have another task for you..."

General Services said.

"Go ahead."

"This one’s simple—you just need to catch a chicken."

General Services said.

"What chicken?"

"A chicken nad Napoleon."

General Services replied.

"... If you don’t want to do business with , you can just say so. A failed deal doesn’t break our bond, right?"

Liu Zheng said flatly.

Catch Napoleon? It’d be good enough if Napoleon didn’t catch him first.

If he could actually best Napoleon, why would he even need the Chaotic Dice? All he’d have to do is play it safe and rack up insane survival ti.

"The employer can provide additional assistance to greatly increase the success rate of the task."

General Services said.

"What kind of assistance?"

"I can only tell you after you accept the task, and you’d also need to sign a confidentiality agreent. Oh, and these two need to step outside first."

General Services glanced at Oynk and Niu Ma.

"Forget it. I can’t take this task, either."

Liu Zheng declined once again.

The White Feather Chicken might not treat him well—it was always scheming to turn him into a dish—but he had to admit it had helped him countless tis.

Put aside other matters; the only two weapons Liu Zheng possessed were gifts from it.

There was no way he could go against the White Feather Chicken, whether in terms of strength or sentint.

"Then there’s only one last task. If you reject this one too, our conversation ends here."

General Services said.

"Go ahead."

"You’re familiar with the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, correct?"

General Services asked.

"I am."

In fact, he had a longstanding grudge with Great Jiang Mountain within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Of course, whether or not those demons realized he was behind it, was another story entirely.

"Your task is to blow up one of the mountains in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains."

General Services said.

"... You’re really tailoring these tasks around , huh?"

Liu Zheng’s mouth twitched slightly.

"Of course. I carefully select tasks that suit my clients best—not only to enhance the client experience but also to ensure higher task completion rates."

General Services said matter-of-factly.

"Makes sense. But let clarify one thing—I am not a pyromaniac."

He tried to defend himself.

"Understood, understood. All of my clients claim the sa thing."

General Services said with a knowing look.

"... Fine. What happens if I fail the task after accepting it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"As long as you don’t breach the confidentiality agreent, you’ll be alright."

General Services replied.

"Alright, I’ll take the task."

"Then I’ll ask these two to step outside and wait, unless they’d rather sign a confidentiality agreent too?"

General Services said to Oynk and Niu Ma.

Naturally, they refused to sign anything and left the premises imdiately.

Contracts in tropolis were notoriously binding, though they did have so notable loopholes.

Moreover, signing a contract was a way of forming a bond.

Given this, Oynk and Niu Ma clearly wouldn’t want to form any kind of connection with General Services, a figure of questionable origin.

"Please open the bottommost left-hand cabinet for ."

General Services instructed.

"Sure."

Liu Zheng approached the row of antique wooden cabinets, located the specified spot, and opened it. Inside were stacks of white A4 paper.

"Just take two sheets."

General Services said.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng retrieved two sheets of A4 paper and returned to the divination table.

"Take a look at the agreent content. If there are no issues, you can sign it. Two copies—one for each of us."

General Services explained.

"Got it."

He picked up the A4 paper and began reading the content.

The terms were similar to confidentiality agreents Liu Zheng had signed in reality, just with so tropolis-specific quirks.

So after reading it, he straightforwardly signed his na.

anwhile, General Services’ gaze shifted toward the A4 paper, leaving marks resembling flas.

In that mont, Liu Zheng felt an inexplicable restraint and an undeniable sense of connection forming between himself and General Services.

However, he already had plenty of connections with powerful entities, so one more didn’t bother him.

After all, no matter how formidable General Services was, it couldn’t compare to the sewer, the Tomb Guardian, or Si Xue and her crew.

General Services opened its mouth and swallowed one copy of the confidentiality agreent, while Liu Zheng tucked the other into the Legendary Takeout Box.

"Alright then, I’ll explain the task details now."

General Services said, rummaging through the pile of miscellaneous goods until it produced a short, stubby finger.

Liu Zheng caught the flying finger, but no item description popped up.

"What is this?"

He asked.

"This is a finger shed by the employer. When you carry it into the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, it will point in the direction of the target mountain."

General Services explained.

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"That’s it?"

Liu Zheng asked, puzzled.

"Yeah, that’s it. What more do you want to know?"

General Services seed even more baffled than him.

"Doesn’t the mountain have a na? Any notable features? Any buildings on it?"

He bombarded them with questions.

"No. The employer didn’t provide any additional information."

General Services shook its head.

"Well, I have one more question then."

"Go on."

"If I get to the mountain, will the finger point forward or downwards?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That’s an excellent question..."

General Services fell into deep thought.

"Maybe you should ask the employer yourself, and while you’re at it, get more details."

He shrugged.

"Fair point. You’re as sharp as I imagined, human. Alright, wait outside for a bit."

General Services complinted him.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng left General Services’ premises.

"All done?"

Outside, Niu Ma asked him.

"Not yet. I just glitched it out, and now it’s busy sorting itself out."

He replied.

"What do you an?"

Niu Ma asked, confused.

"Well... Just wait a bit longer, that’s all."

Liu Zheng explained casually.

He finally figured out why non-humans could communicate smoothly most of the ti but occasionally glitch out for no apparent reason. No wonder City Hall was hiring so many humans as employees.

After a while, General Services’ door automatically opened, and Liu Zheng stepped back inside.

"It’s been clarified—the finger points forward."

General Services said, slightly embarrassed.

"So how do I find the mountain? Walk past it, then wait for the finger to point backward before circling back?"

Liu Zheng asked sarcastically.

God knows how big the mountains in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains were. If it were just a small hill, it’d be fine; if it were a massive mountain or an entire range, not even a stack of sick leave would be enough.

"Don’t worry about that. The employer is already working to modify it so it’ll point downward instead."

General Services reassured him.

"Good. What about other intelligence?"

"The employer claims not to know any other useful details—just that there are lots of apricot blossoms on that mountain."

General Services replied.

"Apricot Blossom Mountain, pointed out by a shepherd boy?"

He blurted out.

So wasn’t the finger just the shepherd boy’s finger?

"The mountain isn’t necessarily called Apricot Blossom Mountain."

General Services corrected him.

"I know, I was just saying. Anyway, the size of the mountain must be known, right? Otherwise, how am I supposed to calculate the explosive power?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Each mountain in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains has its own Mountain Core. If you destroy the Mountain Core, the mountain itself will naturally collapse."

General Services explained.

"How do I find the Mountain Core then?"

"That’s up to you. But I can give you one bonus clue—the Stone Spirit Clan might have exclusive thods for this."

General Services replied.

"Stone Spirit Clan?"

Liu Zheng paused for a mont and then thought about the ti he had overwheld Shi Tiantian.

"Oh, it’s been taken care of."

Ghostfire danced in General Services’ eyes, drawing a fiery circle on the tabletop.

Soon, that shepherd boy’s finger appeared within the fire circle out of thin air.

"Any more questions, human?"

After Liu Zheng pocketed the finger, General Services asked.

"Just one last question—what if I complete the task but the black market isn’t open?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The Heavenly Butcher can open the black market’s entrance early, and so can I."

General Services replied.