The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 752 - 523: Liu Zheng, You Big Scumbag!

Chapter 752: Chapter 523: Liu Zheng, You Big Scumbag!

"Blow up the Greenery Culture for me once more."

said the Antlered Insect.

"I can’t do that."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"I have a friend working there. I can’t drag her into this."

"What’s your friend’s position?"

the Antlered Insect asked.

"Manager."

"Once my family stabilizes the company situation, have your friend switch over to our company and become the deputy director."

said the Antlered Insect.

The position of director seemed too unreliable, while senior manager was too low. Deputy director, however, was quite fitting; poaching talent from a rival company and promoting them two ranks made sense.

"That’s too uncertain. Let’s just drop it."

He decided to refuse.

Liu Zheng didn’t like people painting grand promises for him, nor did he like making them for others.

"No worries. I’ll pay you in advance, and you can complete it when the time is right."

The Antlered Insect painfully broke off a large horn and poured out a key from it.

"This is the Universal Key; it can open most ’doors’, whether it’s a bank vault or a magic teleportation gate. I’m sure you understand its value."

It handed the key to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng accepted the key, and an item description popped up.

"Name: Universal Key (Bloodline curse)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect 1: Allows the opening of most conceptual ’doors’ upon use."

"Effect 2: Blood relatives of non-bound users will receive a ’Terrible Luck’ status after use, lasting one instance."

"Note: I warn you, don’t use my key to open backdoors for others!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Terrible Luck: Player’s luck value drops to 0. If the player’s luck value is negative, the status is ineffective."

"..."

He looked at the key, then at the Antlered Insect.

"Is there a problem?"

the Antlered Insect asked calmly.

Only by filming with a high-speed camera and observing frame by frame could one notice the subtle changes in its expression.

"I know having too much luck shortens one’s lifespan, but you didn’t need to help me that much, did you?"

Liu Zheng said with narrowed eyes.

"How did you figure it out?"

The Antlered Insect’s heart skipped a beat as it asked in a deep voice.

"That’s none of your business. Goodbye."

He swiftly stabbed the Antlered Insect’s head with the Insect Killing Dagger, then used the Dragon Scale Blade to finely cut it into small pieces, with no intact flesh left.

Since the Antlered Insect didn’t want to die with dignity, he saw no reason to grant it a decent passing.

Liu Zheng picked up the remaining two bright red horns and put them into the Legendary Takeout Box.

Firstly, it could serve as proof of fulfilling the commission, and secondly, he could see if anyone wanted them at the auction house.

He turned and walked toward Shui Sishisan, bent down, and picked up its insect skin.

"Huh?"

He intended to put the insect skin into the Legendary Takeout Box, but an item description popped up instead.

"Name: Shui Sishisan’s Molt"

"Type: Miscellaneous"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Can be used as a medicinal, ingredient, and raw material for making extraordinary items."

"Note: Having been dehumanized, then transforming others, is it regret or relief, despair or hope?"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Shattered to dust, I fear not, so long as my integrity remains on earth."

For some reason, Liu Zheng suddenly thought of this poem.

It might not fit, but it didn’t matter.

After some thought, he decided to hand over Shui Sishisan’s molt to its family.

In life, see the person; in death, see the corpse.

Now the question was, would this molt be considered a corpse or a burial garment?

Shaking his head, he stowed Shui Sishisan’s molt into his system space.

"Oh, right, that foolish woman too."

Just as he was about to make a move, Liu Zheng remembered the woman with less-than-sharp wits.

He dashed back in the direction he came from, but when he reached the woman’s hiding spot, all he saw were some charred bones.

"Sigh."

Liu Zheng let out a sigh.

While he hadn’t promised to save her, seeing her truly perish in the aftermath of the explosion was still disappointing.

Not to mention, there were many innocent servers on the 11th floor.

But Liu Zheng had no recourse; he had limited time for deliveries, never managing to even complete his own tasks, let alone tackle many other things.

He gripped the Insect Killing Voodoo Dagger and thrust it into his chest, letting the blood drip down onto the burnt bones.

"Consider this stab as compensation."

Liu Zheng clasped his hands in respect, then turned away.

"Hmm?"

After walking a few steps, an eerie feeling crept up his back.

Liu Zheng spun around to see a horde of black phantoms watching him.

Embers that glowed red dropped from the ash that covered their bodies, burning out before they even touched the ground.

Although he could no longer discern their appearance, gender, or even race, Liu Zheng could still sense that the phantom leading the charge was that woman.

Just then, Neil, absent for a long while, appeared again and crawled to the woman’s feet.

The woman bent down to pick him up, and Neil quickly became stained black by the ashes on her.

"What do you want to do?"

Liu Zheng asked in a deep voice.

He wasn’t naive enough to think that stabbing himself would earn the phantoms’ forgiveness, as phantoms are inherently tenacious and unreasonable beings.

The woman didn’t respond, just took a step forward.

All the phantoms behind her also took a step forward, then merged into her body, making her black even deeper, and her embers even hotter.