The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 862 - 577: You Humans Really Are the Biggest Pervert

The deputy director asked.

"ide Private School."

"Oh, I know that school. Among private schools, it’s considered average."

The deputy director said.

"Do you know anyone from that school, Deputy Director?"

"I don’t know anyone personally. But my son seems to have a few classmates from middle school who went to that school. Please wait a mont, I’ll call him over."

The deputy director said.

"So you brought your son to work with you?"

He asked in surprise.

"Mr. Liu, you misunderstood. I’m not feeling well today, so I took sick leave to rest at ho."

The deputy director explained.

"What’s the illness? Have you seen a doctor? I know a doctor who is quite skilled. Do you want to have him take a look at you?"

Liu Zheng asked with concern.

"Wouldn’t that be too much trouble for you, Mr. Liu?"

The deputy director hesitated a bit.

"It’s no trouble at all. Can you go out now?"

He asked.

"I can."

"Then, just go directly to the ’Imhotep’ Clinic and ntion my na when you arrive. When I go out to deliver food next ti, I’ll co to find you."

Liu Zheng thought for a mont and said.

"Okay, I’ll follow Mr. Liu’s arrangent. Li Ziming, co here. Answer whatever Mr. Liu asks, understood? If you’re even slightly rude, even your mom can’t save you today."

The deputy director suddenly said sternly.

"Oh, don’t scare the kid."

He said hypocritically.

"Mr. Liu, you don’t know how much of a troublemaker this brat is. He does everything at school except for the good stuff. The teachers call to complain every few days, and I have to keep apologizing and sending more gifts to the school than I send to our bosses."

"If it weren’t for the tutor you recomnded last ti saving him, I was planning to throw him into the Garbage Processing Plant and let him fend for himself, and then have another child."

The deputy director complained.

"No need to throw him into the Garbage Processing Plant, after all, he is your own child. Throwing him into the sewer is enough."

Liu Zheng pretended to be well-intentioned and said.

Li Ziming, standing to the side, was trembling; this food delivery guy was as terrifying as the rumors said.

"Say hello to Mr. Liu quickly."

The deputy director commanded.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Li Ziming said, trembling with fear.

"Hello, Li Ziming. There’s no need to be so afraid. I’m good friends with your dad. Personally, I’m a very kind person, especially good at getting along with kids."

Liu Zheng comforted him.

"Kind, my ass! You just said you wanted to throw into the sewer!"

Li Ziming scread in his heart but dared not show it on his face.

"I know, my dad often talks about you, Mr. Liu."

He said.

"That’s good. So, is there anyone you know at ide Private School?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"A few, they’re all forr middle school classmates."

Li Ziming replied.

"Do you still keep in touch? How are things between you?"

"Well..."

Li Ziming’s eyes flickered.

"Mr. Liu is asking you a question, quickly answer."

The deputy director gave him a stern look.

"We’re on good terms; we often go out to play together."

Li Ziming quickly replied.

"What do you guys play?"

"Just arcades, nightclubs, and stuff like that."

Li Ziming replied honestly.

"Oh, a bunch of rowdy friends."

Liu Zheng realized.

It seems that rich kids, whether in reality or tropolis, have similar hobbies of not studying properly.

"Forgive , Mr. Liu."

The deputy director said, a bit embarrassed.

In these circles of middle-class elites, being playful is not a big deal; he himself played much more than his son when he was young.

But if you’re both bad at playing and studying, you’ll beco a laughingstock.

"It’s alright, it’s alright. Kids liking to play is normal."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

Rowdy friends are great; he’s exactly looking for rowdy friends, not those model students.

"So, tell , how are your friends doing at school?"

He asked.

"They’re just alright. Their grades are even worse than mine, and they don’t have any talents or anything."

Li Ziming said with a hint of pride.

The academic value in tropolis is still very high; unlike in reality, where you can just go abroad and pay to get a diploma.

So, in similar backgrounds, kids who do well academically still hold a lot of weight in social circles.

"No, no, that’s not what I’m asking about."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Then what are you asking about?"

Li Ziming was puzzled.

"Are they good at fighting? Do they have followers? How’s their relationship with the teachers? Can they get soone expelled without getting themselves into trouble?"

"Huh?"

Li Ziming widened his eyes.

He instinctively looked towards his father, who nodded seriously with a stern expression.

"In that case, they’re doing alright. Two of them are leaders in their respective classes."

With the nod of approval from his father, Li Ziming answered honestly.

"That’s great. Can you do your uncle a favor? In senior year (class 17) of ide Private School, there’s a girl nad Feng Mo Weilai. She’s my niece, and it seems she’s been bullied recently. Can you ask your friends to help investigate what’s going on?"

Liu Zheng said.

"I don’t have an issue with that, but it might be tough to get them to do sothing just for my sake."

Since it wasn’t sothing serious, Li Ziming relaxed a bit and scratched his head.

He wasn’t at the bottom in that circle, but he wasn’t a leader either.

If he asked, those people might agree, but whether they would take it seriously or not was uncertain.

"Then I’ll give you so leverage."

Liu Zheng said understandingly.

"How?"

"That depends on you."

He said.

"So..."

Li Ziming pondered.

"Got it, I want to take them to the sewer for a party."

He rembered the conversation between Liu Zheng and his dad earlier, and had a flash of inspiration.

"Huh?"

Even with all his experience, Liu Zheng didn’t expect such a request.

"Isn’t it possible?"

Li Ziming was a bit disappointed.

"It’s doable, but why do you want to have a party in the sewer?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Because it’s cool."

Li Ziming, hearing that it was possible, said excitedly.

"Going to places where others wouldn’t dare for a party is so badass."

"Hmm... makes sense."

Thinking about the crazy things rich kids do for thrills, he reluctantly understood.

"Hold on, I’ll make a call to check first."

Just in case, Liu Zheng called the Fisherman.

"What’s up?"

"I want to take a few people down for a party, can you check if the sewer allows it?"

He asked.

"So soon? I haven’t cleaned up yet."

The Fisherman said nervously.

"What are you cleaning? Oh, you misunderstood. It’s not about the Sea Girl and her crew; it’s a few high school students."

Liu Zheng explained.

"What does that have to do with ? Ask them yourself."

The Fisherman sighed in relief, but was also a bit disappointed.

"Co on, do a favor, it’s serious business."

He explained Ba Tiao’s request.

"Parents’ hearts all over the world are so compassionate. If it were the Sea Girl being bullied at work, you’d be anxious too, right?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Dare! Whoever bullies Sea Girl, I’ll..."

Halfway through his harsh words, the Fisherman closed his mouth.

What could he do? He couldn’t even handle the bald guys, he could only rely on Liu Zheng to solve it.

Even if Sea Girl reconciled with him and was willing to stay in the sewer, he wouldn’t want his daughter to spend her life in such a place.

"Understand now? Help solve their problem, and I can get more resources to help the Sea Girl. So helping them is helping her."

Liu Zheng explained persuasively.

"Hmph! You really know how to sweet talk. Just wait."

The Fisherman hung up and called back shortly after.

"The sewer agreed. But it said not to forget."

"I won’t forget."

Liu Zheng promised.

"And you better not forget what I asked either. Otherwise, I’ll make you the main course in a sewer party."

The Fisherman warned before hanging up.

"Main course? Who are you looking down on? I could be a whole banquet by myself."

He smirked and shrugged his shoulders before speaking again.