The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 880 - 586: Liu Zheng: Ran Into an Ancestor While Goi

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This reward is a personal matter for Si Xue, so it’s not quite suitable to give it to other employees of the restaurant.

Just wondering if the restaurant would collect a "tithe" from Si Xue, the boss.

"I’m heading out, boss."

Can’t waste 24 hours, Liu Zheng greeted and then left the lounge.

He found a driver to rent a sports car and headed straight to Yunng Road.

"Number 18, Yunng Road..."

He let off the gas and looked around.

"Did I find it?"

Liu Zheng quickly spotted a potential target.

It’s called potential because from the outside, this building with the Number 18 Yunng Road doesn’t look like a distillery at all.

The semicircular concrete facade looks like a bunker or a mound, and there’s even a "tombstone" erected at the entrance, with the address written on it, alongside so strings of unreadable cursive that look like an epitaph.

"Got the address, but where’s the sign?"

He scanned around and found nothing.

"Could it be?"

He pondered and then walked to the back of the "tombstone," where the four large characters of "Du Kang Wine Workshop" appeared before him.

"You put the sign on the back, afraid soone might actually find you, huh?"

Liu Zheng smirked.

He looked back at the "mound" and noticed a rectangular opening, previously obscured by the "tombstone."

Given its size, it hardly looked prepared for a regular person.

"Is it spatial folding again?"

Liu Zheng tried to squeeze in but, predictably, failed.

"Hello, I’m from Bloody Restaurant, here to procure so wine."

So he knocked on the "mound" and shouted loudly.

There was no response.

"Hey, chef boss, does the ’Du Kang Wine Workshop’ really look like a mound from the outside?"

He had no choice but to call White Feather Chicken.

"Exactly."

"The door’s too small, I can’t get in, and knocking got no response."

Liu Zheng said.

"Which door did you knock on?"

White Feather Chicken asked.

"The one next to the entrance."

"That’s the hole, the plaque is the door, you idiot."

After saying that, White Feather Chicken hung up.

"Am I the idiot, or do you tropolis folks just have unusual ideas?"

He shrugged, then knocked on the ’Du’ character on the tombstone with a rusty knife.

"Hello, I’m from Bloody Restaurant, here to procure so wine."

Liu Zheng called out again.

"Please wait a mont, esteed guest."

A clear voice ca from the "mound."

Then, a youth in wide sleeves and a broad belt erged from the doorway.

He looked only as big as a half-elf doll, but when making eye contact, Liu Zheng felt they were on equal footing.

"I am Feng Jizi, the host of Du Kang Wine Workshop. You may call Xiao Feng, esteed guest."

The youth introduced himself.

"Hello, Manager Feng, I’m Liu Zheng, an employee at Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng replied politely.

"Ah, so it’s Manager Liu. Is this your first ti procuring from us?"

The youth asked.

"Yes."

"Would you like to introduce the rules of our wine workshop to you?"

The youth warmly offered.

"Sure, I’d appreciate that."

The information he had on Du Kang Wine Workshop was just bits and pieces, so he was naturally happy that soone offered a detailed introduction.

"No trouble at all. Please hand your procurent list first."

The youth said.

"Here."

Liu Zheng bent down and handed over the procurent list.

"The quantity for this purchase is much larger than the last ti."

The youth glanced over it and comnted.

"Is it? Maybe business has been good lately."

Liu Zheng said, slightly guilty.

"Fortunately, they are all regular varieties, according to the agreent between our workshop and your restaurant, you do not need to pay an extra dream."

The youth did not dwell on the reason.

"That’s good then."

"Do you have any personal procurent needs?"

The youth asked.

"Yes."

His main purpose for coming was to buy wine for himself, helping the restaurant with procurent was just an excuse.

"Have you prepared the procurent list for your personal purchases?"

"It’s ready."

Liu Zheng handed his personal procurent list to the youth.

"You’re personally buying this much wine?"

The youth was slightly taken aback by the lengthy list.

"It’s mainly for my friends and family, they’re all heavy drinkers who need a bottle as soon as they wake up to freshen up their mouths."

He explained.

"Alright. In principle, we do not object to secondary sales, but you cannot sell under the guise of ’Du Kang Wine Workshop’s distributor’ or the like."

The youth reminded.

"Understood."

"Limited edition ’Vlad III’, Light Wine, Spirit Body Special Supply Wine..."

The more the youth read, the more his brows furrowed.

"Manager Liu, are you trying to completely clean out our workshop?"

He joked half-seriously.

"It’s a wine workshop, of course, you buy wine! Once it’s gone, just brew more."

Liu Zheng said with a straight face.

"So wines aren’t so easy to brew, requiring the right timing, location, and human synergy. It even consus the foundation of our workshop."

The youth shook his head.

"So buying these wines cos at a big price, right?"

He caught the underlying aning in the youth’s words.

"Correct."

The youth nodded.

"I have a good impression of Manager Liu, so let advise you, don’t let your greed cloud your judgnt."

"Do you think I can’t afford it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Indeed, having been a host for so many years, I’m sowhat confident in my ability to read people. Manager Liu seems like one destined for a rocky path, likely with few dreams."

The youth replied.

"...Even though you’re being truthful, that’s still a bit harsh, buddy."

He squinted slightly.

"Hahaha, it’s only to soone like Manager Liu, with such broad-mindedness, that I dare speak so frankly."

The youth laughed heartily.

"Then you’ve got the wrong impression, I’m actually quite petty."

"Then I suppose I must pay the price for my rash words."

The youth smiled.

"Tch. Knowing I have a hard life, perhaps I have a lot of nightmares?"

Liu Zheng replied defiantly.

"Manager Liu truly wants to pay in nightmares for purchasing wine?"

The youth slightly frowned.

"Is it dangerous?"

"Extrely dangerous. Though Manager Liu has this Legendary Armor to protect you, leaving unscathed would still be extrely difficult."

The youth pointed to the Legendary Armor he wore.

"As long as I don’t die."

Ever since entering the instance, hasn’t every mission ended with him losing an arm or leg? How could ’unscathed’ have anything to do with him?

Speaking of which, if Liu Zheng were to leave completely unscathed, he might even feel uneasy.

"Alright, since Manager Liu insists, I won’t persuade further."

The youth had no choice but to say.

"Does Manager Feng have any mutual acquaintances with ?"

Liu Zheng suddenly asked.

"I remain mostly within the confines of the workshop and have no friends or relatives outside, so it’s unlikely. Why do you ask, Manager Liu?"

The youth asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, just thought your attitude towards seems unusually friendly."

He shrugged.

"We have no enmity, and you are a polite person. Is it not normal for to be friendly?"

"Normally, yes. But this is the tropolis, which makes it a bit abnormal."

Liu Zheng said.

"Ah, the tropolis."

The youth sighed.

"So can Manager Feng solve this mystery for ?"

He attempted to sound eloquent.

"Alright. I suppose Manager Liu and I are from the sa hotown."

The youth pondered for a mont before saying.

"Ah?!"

Liu Zheng’s expression tightened, his muscles tensed instinctively.

"In what sense do you an by hotown, Manager Feng?"

He cautiously asked.

"Naturally, where you were born."

The youth replied.

"Upon entering the tropolis, shouldn’t one lose their mory? Also, there are so many humans here, how does Manager Feng know we hail from the sa place?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The great path gives fifty, the heavens derive forty-nine, mankind escapes with one; even the strictest rules have loopholes. As for how I know, it’s because you carry a bloodline that shares roots with mine."

The youth explained.

"Oh? How old might you be?"

"Being a recluse, I’m unaware of the years, but in my youth, the Western Bo Marquis Ji Fa was preparing to rise against King Shang Emperor Xin."

The youth thought for a mont before saying.

"Wow, a true ancestor!"

He instinctively remarked.