The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 767 - 529: Silver Wolf’s Troubles2

"This is a high-end residential area, the security wouldn’t let in no matter what, I circled around and couldn’t find a place to sneak in."

Sure enough, Da Ji Niu spoke about the difficulties he encountered.

"So how did you finally get in?"

He asked.

"Hehe, of course, I learned from you, boss."

Da Ji Niu said with a bit of pride.

"Very good, I’ll reimburse you for the money spent."

Liu Zheng naturally knew what he learned.

"Thank you, boss. I’ve t that family. They were fine at first, but when they heard you wanted to send them into the sewer, they flipped out and kicked out of the villa."

Da Ji Niu said.

"Alright, just keep an eye on them, call if there’s any situation, but don’t get involved."

"Okay, boss."

He hung up the phone, a cold smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

It’s hard to advise soone fated for death. If that mother and daughter want to die, just let them be.

It’s just a pity for the Antlered Insect’s old cunning, and the courage to entrust posthumous affairs to a killer.

But such things are actually quite common.

There are countless examples of tiger fathers with dog sons in reality, let alone in the tropolis, where a phoenix giving birth to a mouse son isn’t impossible.

After waiting a few more minutes, a truck with a bleeding deer’s head painted on the hood drove over.

"Excuse , are you Mr. Liu?"

A staff mber from Unlucky Coffee floated out, floated up to Liu Zheng, and asked.

The blood vessel connected to his heart tied itself in a knot, floating in mid-air as well.

"It’s ."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Here’s the receipt for your order, please sign."

The staff mber pulled out a clipboard with a few pages of receipts clipped to it.

He glanced briefly, then directly looked at the total amount.

Exactly three hundred thousand, seems like the manager not only gave him a discount but also rounded off the amount.

Truly a businessman, knowing when to be ruthless and when to sell favors.

"Unload it."

Liu Zheng said.

"Alright."

The staff mber made a gesture, and three more staff floated out, opening the tailgate of the truck.

One box after another was moved out, forming a small hill on the ground.

"Help move it into the sewer."

He pointed to a nearby manhole cover and said.

"Sorry, Mr. Liu, deliveries to the Bloody Restaurant and dangerous places like the sewer require an additional thirty percent labor fee of the total value."

The staff mber said.

"Forget it then, you can go."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacle.

Thirty percent of three hundred thousand is ninety thousand, even if he just made two windfalls, this price is too high, not worth it.

"Alright."

The staff mber was eager for him to refuse, imdiately floated back, and then drove away.

"Who should carry this?"

Liu Zheng looked at the boxes on the ground, a bit troubled.

So many things, having him carry them up and down alone would be exhausting.

The Fisherman and Sha Jiang can’t leave the sewer, and he already assigned Jiwei Group and Da Ji Niu to other tasks.

"Ah, impulsive shopping feels good at the mont."

Liu Zheng sighed.

After speaking, he realized, first he delivers food and drinks, then he has to deliver shit for others to consu, it all seed a bit odd.

"Huh?"

Thinking of delivering shit gave him a sudden flash of inspiration.

Perhaps there’s plenty of useful labor available, and it might even be free.

Liu Zheng pulled out his phone and dialed a series of numbers.

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The City Hall building is naturally quite grand.

Its square shape resembles a chessboard, with lines of obsidian crisscrossing the white marble facade like the lines on a chessboard.

But at every intersection of vertical and horizontal lines is a golden solder joint, making it also look like a giant electronic component.

The building covers an area of about 400,000 square ters, and the area inside the building is far larger than the covered area.

Yet even so, this building isn’t enough to house all the function departnts.

Or perhaps, many departnts simply don’t want to stay inside this building.

In the eyes of tropolis residents, every departnt in City Hall is akin to an abyssal hell.

As soon as the bureaucratic machine is fully operational, no "person" or force can withstand its crushing might.

Except for those landmark entities that are part of the tropolis itself, and that mysterious club.

But City Hall employees are equally aware that all the departnts together cannot resist the will of that one individual.

The sky has no second sun, the tropolis has only one sun, which is the Supre Councilman.

Even if the Director of the City Supervision Departnt, like the Ancient Ti Dragon standing at the pinnacle of thousands of species, wants to leave the tropolis, they must follow the resignation process.

Otherwise, the Supre Councilman will really traverse multiple dinsions to bring it back for questioning.

If the Supre Councilman were a benevolent paternal leader, that would be fine, but all employees who have t the Supre Councilman always believe that while he is not harsh, he is by no ans gentle.

So working in the sa building with such a person naturally isn’t a comfortable thing.

Whether it’s the diligent employees or the high-ranking directors and counciln.

Thus, under the necessities of reality and the desires of the people, each departnt in City Hall has built its own office buildings around the City Hall.

And those departnts with a particularly large number of people and a particularly wide range of functions have even built more than one building, encircling the City Hall like stars revolving around the moon.

As an undeniably powerful departnt, City Supervision Departnt naturally has its own building complex.

And in a subsidiary building adjacent to the main City Supervision Departnt building, the Food Business Safety Supervision Office (abbreviated as Food Managent Office) was bustling as usual.

As the departnt responsible for food circulation and catering services, the jurisdiction of the Food Managent Office spans almost the entire tropolis.

After all, food is the first necessity, no matter what race or form you are, you have to eat, even the Dead have their nus.

Ghouls need to eat corpses, Vampires need to drink blood, and Reanimated Corpses even eat the sa food as the living.

Therefore, whether in the eyes of ordinary residents or City Hall employees, the Food Managent Office is a departnt that enriches itself, and indeed it is.

However, working in such a powerful departnt also ans facing considerable pressure.

Especially if you want to climb further up the career ladder, this pressure increases exponentially.

To withstand this pressure, you either need an exceptionally good family background, exceptionally high abilities, or exceptionally strong willpower.

The Deputy Director of the Food Circulation Division’s Enforcent Team Two of the Food Managent Office, Silver Wolf, was such a "person" with superhuman abilities and willpower.

From a fighter in the Underground Beast Fighting Arena to a temporary worker at City Hall, from a temp to a full employee of the Food Managent Office, and ultimately becoming a Deputy Director, even if it’s acting.

Only it knows what it has gone through and sacrificed along the way.

And Silver Wolf has always held a deep respect for the hard-earned results.

It is strict yet benevolent to subordinates, generous to peers, and flatters superiors, managing to secure a foothold in the Food Managent Office, even seeing the potential to firmly take a seat.

However, all its efforts seem futile in the face of cross-species advantages.

Silver Wolf has only worked hard for a few decades, but its opponent has been at it for over a hundred years.

Although given the special circumstances in the tropolis, seniority is just a reference for promotion among City Hall employees, it is undoubtedly a significant advantage.

Furthermore, the opponent’s uncle is a leader within the system, and even though he’s only a Deputy Director, it’s enough to influence Deputy Director-level promotions.

Thinking of this, Silver Wolf couldn’t help but clench the folder in its hand.

Fortunately, it realized it in ti and didn’t tear it, even so, the plastic folder, along with the thick docunts inside, was pressed with a deep claw mark.

Luckily, it didn’t affect reading.

Silver Wolf was about to open the docunt when its confidant, Lie Chang, also from the Underground Beast Fighting Arena, ca over.

"Boss, that guy’s here."

Lie Chang whispered in its ear.