The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 681 - 486: System, You Set Me Up!2

The driver said confidently.

"Won’t you also be obliterated then?"

"In my current state, even dying isn’t an easy task. By then, you can just get a new outfit."

"If the Peacock can truly finish off, it might not be such a bad thing either."

He said calmly.

"I think it’s better to kill the Peacock instead."

Liu Zheng shrugged and said.

"Haha, I can’t manage that on my own, unless you let that guy put in so effort too."

The driver pointed underground.

"Let’s wait for an opportunity."

To be honest, actually killing the Peacock might not be a good thing.

He’s able to be the pet dog for the big shots of tropolis because he’s useful and not very threatening.

If he really pulled off the feat of killing the Peacock, his relationship with the big shots would beco awkward.

A lot of people dare to keep a stray dog, but very few dare to keep a stray wolf.

Of course, if the opportunity truly arises, Liu Zheng probably wouldn’t let it slip by.

At worst, he could just finish off the instance and run. Who cares about the side quests when there’s a chance to kill a hidden boss?

"Where to first?"

The man and cat got on the tank, and the driver asked.

"Head straight to Emperor’s Garden."

He thought for a mont and said.

Though he suspected it was a trap set by the Peacock, it was just a suspicion after all.

If the Fool was sincerely inviting him for afternoon tea, being late would be impolite.

"Okay."

The driver nodded and started the tank.

It must be said that the city planning of tropolis is quite impressive.

At least within the city, there are wide, interconnected roads with perfectly smooth surfaces, free of any damage or cracks.

With the speed of the "Hound" and the driver’s skills, they reached their destination in just ten minutes.

As the top-tier mansion in tropolis, the address of Emperor’s Garden is uniquely distinct.

Although it is in the city center and very close to City Hall, it is on an artificial island in a large man-made lake, connected to the mainland by just one bridge.

Of course, considering the average strength of Emperor’s Garden’s residents, this architectural setup is mainly symbolic.

"Here, here."

The Tentacle Monster, who had been waiting at the bridgehead, waved its tentacles frantically at them.

For such a top-tier residence, the entry procedures are naturally very strict.

Not only could they not enter the villa area directly, they couldn’t even get onto the bridge without clearance.

Dozens of security guards in tactical gear, ard with various weapons, lined up on both sides of the bridgehead, glaring at the fast-approaching tank, weapons at the ready.

Just by looking at their gear and presence, they’re in a completely different league from the ragtag bunch at the apartnt, Green Garden, or West River Center.

"There’s sothing you need to be clear about, so you don’t end up as a fool."

Liu Zheng got off the tank and briefly told the Tentacle Monster about the Peacock.

"Why didn’t you say this earlier?"

The Tentacle Monster said, both surprised and angry.

"I just found out too."

He innocently spread his tentacles.

"You’re just bullying the honest folk?"

This explanation clearly didn’t dissipate the Tentacle Monster’s anger.

"Indeed, I’m at fault. How about this, you can ask for compensation, and as long as it’s within my capability, I’ll fulfill it."

Liu Zheng looked at its tentacles and said.

The Tentacle Monster, which originally had six tentacles, now only had three remaining, one of which had grown onto its forehead, for so unknown reason.

"What good is compensation? Can you help regrow my tentacles?"

The Tentacle Monster said coldly.

"I know a doctor who’s quite skilled; you could give it a try."

Liu Zheng said.

At worst, he could cut off one of his own tentacles and attach it to the Tentacle Monster, then move the one on its forehead to its shoulder.

It would still be down two tentacles, but at least it would be symtrical.

"Ha."

The Tentacle Monster snorted and stopped speaking, lowering its head in thought.

And Liu Zheng waited patiently.

"I still have to et the Fool."

A mont later, the Tentacle Monster said resolutely.

"But after that, you need to compensate for the damage I’ve suffered."

It added.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Get in."

He took the Tentacle Monster onto the tank and drove it slowly to the checkpoint.

"Stop, what do you want?"

A Gnoll-faced security guard stopped them.

"We are guests of Fool, owner of Emperor’s Garden No. 188, invited to his ho for afternoon tea."

Liu Zheng poked his head out of the hatch and said.

"Who are you trying to fool? You’re clearly the delivery guy from the Bloody Restaurant."

The Gnoll security guard said disdainfully.

"That’s just one of my identities. I’m also a relative of an outstanding employee from City Hall and a reserve mber of the Writer Association."

He pointed to the badge on his chest and said.

"Hmm?"

The Gnoll security guard glanced at the badge, and the hostility and greed in its eyes imdiately decreased by half.

"And what about the others?"

It asked, unwilling to give up.

"They are my friends, but Mr. Fool invited them too. If you don’t believe , you can make a call to verify."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Well, wait here then."

The Gnoll security guard made a gesture, and the other guards imdiately surrounded the tank in a tactical formation.

In the distance, rocket launchers and grenade guns were all aid at them, ready to fire at any mont.

"Do you usually encounter situations like this when delivering food?"

The Tentacle Monster wiggled uneasily.

Though the residents of tropolis are used to seeing a lot, such grand scenes are overly stimulating for a recluse.

"Not always. So places actually have quite friendly security."

Liu Zheng shrugged and said.

Actually, he thought the security at Emperor’s Garden wasn’t too bad. At least they didn’t imdiately demand sothing or try to provoke him with ridiculous excuses.

"Alright, I understand, thank you for your cooperation with our work."

Soon, the Gnoll security guard ended the call.

"Stand down from alert!"

It gestured and shouted loudly.

The security guards, who had been on high alert, imdiately dispersed and returned to their original positions.

"Alright, you can go now."

The Gnoll security guard waved them through.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng thanked him and then instructed the driver to start the tank.

The tracks clanked onto the bridge, creating a tallic collision sound that carried an inexplicable solemn and oppressive atmosphere.

"If they let us through this easily, it should an it’s not a trap, right?"

Seemingly trying to lighten the mood, the Tentacle Monster spoke.

"No, if anything, it suggests the likelihood of a trap is higher."

Liu Zheng wasn’t as optimistic.

"Huh? Why?"

The Tentacle Monster asked puzzledly.

"Emperor’s Garden is the Peacock’s domain, surely the guards belong to her. Even if they don’t know she and I have a grudge, they definitely know she’s at odds with the Bloody Restaurant."

"To let us in so easily, perhaps the Peacock has arranged for us to walk into a trap."

He explained.

"Ah? Then aren’t we falling into a trap?"

The Tentacle Monster said in surprise.

"It’s just a speculation. Besides, we’re already in and can’t exactly back out now. Forward we go."

"Colonel, speed up."

Liu Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Got it~"

The driver eagerly stepped on the gas.

The Hound turned into a streak of black light rushing across the bridge, while the solid iron bridge shuddered slightly under the weight of the tank.

The bridge was about two kiloters long — not too long, not too short — and the tank quickly reached the opposite bridgehead.

On this end of the bridge, the scene wasn’t as grand, with only two guard booths and six guards.

"Stop, register yourself."

An elderly guard stopped them.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng cooperatively got off the vehicle, took the register, and started filling it out.

The registration content was much like reality, but there was an additional "Race" column.

"Sir, what do you think I should fill in?"

He asked the old guard beside him.

"Fill in whatever you are."

The old guard said, barely lifting his eyelids.

"The problem is, I don’t know what I am. Sir, you’re experienced and knowledgeable, so guide , will you?"

Liu Zheng handed over the register with a smile, slipping in a wad of hundred-dollar bills.