The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 786 - 539 Liu Zheng: Not taking medicine doesn’t mea

"I understand."

Liu Zheng quickly ca up with an answer.

"Manager Xu, can I borrow so of your employees?"

He asked.

"What do you want to borrow them for?"

The bald manager asked.

"To go door-to-door, bowing and asking for money, persuading people to co and mourn my godfather."

Liu Zheng said.

"Huh?"

As soon as he said this, the bald manager was taken aback, and the Earth Spirit’s will-o-the-wisp glowed brightly.

By looking at the Earth Spirit, Liu Zheng knew he had guessed correctly.

What Eighteen Partings, sister flowers, isn’t it all for the scene?

Now there’s a dutiful son, the funeral ceremony, just missing the friends and family to mourn.

But with the Earth Spirit’s usual conduct, the residents of the community are dying for him to scatter into oblivion, how could they possibly co to mourn him?

In such a situation, it’s up to this cheap dutiful son to step in.

"I kind of understand your aning, but shouldn’t such matters be handled by you personally?"

The bald manager quickly grasped the idea.

"I’ll go myself too. It’s just that there’s not enough ti, so I need your help."

Liu Zheng said.

"This..."

The bald manager hesitated a bit.

Honestly, after working in the funeral industry for so many years, this was the first ti he’d heard such a request.

"Do a favor, there will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

Liu Zheng stuffed a bundle of cash into his pocket.

"Alright then."

The bald manager glanced at the City Hall family proof on his chest and eventually agreed.

"Thank you. Everyone, co with ."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and led the funeral ho employees out of the funeral ho.

"One person per floor, hand out five hundred to each household, make it quick. Regardless if people co or not, pay each a thousand, if they co, pay an additional thousand per household."

He said to the funeral ho employees and then handed out five hundred to each of them.

Upon hearing these terms, the solemn faces of the employees imdiately transford into a fervor for money.

Nobody understands the importance of money better than they do; from life to death, without it, you can’t live comfortably.

"Go ahead."

Liu Zheng waved his hand grandly, and the employees instantly dashed out like wild dogs.

But he himself didn’t sweep through the building; instead, he directly headed downstairs.

He took a deep breath, puffed up his belly as high as he could, and then shouted with all his might.

"I am the godson of the owner of unit 304 in building 15, surely everyone heard the noise from the funeral happening at my ho today."

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors; I sincerely invite all of you to co by the wake."

"In the past, if my godfather had done anything poorly, I apologize to each of you on his behalf now."

Liu Zheng lifted his clothing, kneeled on one knee, and bowed his tentacles towards the building three tis.

Then, he pulled out a rusty knife and stabbed himself in the thigh three tis, piercing through each — this is called "three stabs and six holes."

"I’ve delivered my respects, if you refuse to accept the drink offered and choose to drink the punishnt, then I’m afraid I’ll have to speak harshly."

"All people must die, I have so connections in the cetery as well; if you insist on not letting my godfather depart happily, don’t expect to be happy when it’s your family’s turn for a funeral."

"If you or any of your friends or family mbers find no peace after death, do not claim I never forewarned you."

With that said, he stood up, bowed three more tis, and then walked into the building.

When he returned to the funeral ho, the funeral ho employees were already back in their original positions.

Even though he didn’t see anything, he inexplicably felt the funeral hall was packed, and even involuntarily made space in the air.

Liu Zheng couldn’t be bothered to think about the principles behind it; anyway, seeing the Earth Spirit’s face smiling like a flower was enough to know his thod had succeeded.

"Thank you, dear neighbors for granting us the honor."

He bowed to the surrounding air.

In the Netherworld, it seed as if so "people" returned the courtesy to him, but more "people" chose to ignore him.

Being threatened is never a pleasant thing, let alone being threatened to mourn a neighbor they’ve disliked for decades.

"How long does the wake need to last?"

Liu Zheng asked the bald manager.

"At least half an hour."

The bald manager calculated and said.

"Then I won’t make it; I’ll have to ask you to handle the spirit-lifting work."

"This... alright."

The bald manager reluctantly agreed.

"This is the reward promised to you, please help distribute it."

He didn’t bother counting and handed a large handful of money to the bald manager.

"Godfather, I have to leave. From here on, just follow manager Xu’s instructions and complete the process honestly, I can’t help you if you cause more trouble."

Liu Zheng knelt down and thumped his head three tis towards the Earth Spirit.

He considered himself to have done his utmost duty; if the Earth Spirit creates more trouble, he won’t care.

If the Earth Spirit dares to break their agreent and doesn’t give him the recomndation letter, hmph.

Liu Zheng got up, ready to leave, but saw a piece of letter paper flutter down.

"What’s this?"

His heart filled with joy, hurriedly catching it; sure enough, it was an honorary resident recomndation letter.

"Great."

He happily put the recomndation letter in his pocket, but then saw a golden light drifting down from the air.

"What’s this?"

Liu Zheng reached his tentacle to catch it, the tip of the tentacle slightly weighted down, but upon careful inspection, it had no weight at all.

"Congratulations, Mr. Liu."

The bald manager also saw it and quickly offered congratulations.

"Why the congratulations?"

He asked.

Because there was no introduction of the item, he had no idea what its purpose was.

"This is Buddha’s Tears, a teardrop of emotion and relief shed by a Dead Spirit before attaining enlightennt, it’s not only a rare material for making Extraordinary Items but also can resist the erosion of Netherworld’s aura when worn."

"Moreover, the shedding of Buddha’s Tears signifies the deceased has transcended and attained enlightennt."