The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1222 - 755: This Address Is Not Supported for Delivery_2
He said.
"Alright, senior. I wish you all the best, and I’ll also give it my all!"
The novelist bowed deeply.
Although she was in casual wear, her outstanding features still provided a feast for Liu Zheng’s eyes.
"Speaking of which, aren’t you curious why I turned out this way?"
Liu Zheng asked curiously.
"A senior is always a senior, no matter what they turn into. Of course, if you’re willing to tell me, I’d be very happy to hear it."
The novelist said earnestly.
"Let’s save it for next time. You’ve had enough fun for today."
He said intentionally.
His expression was so cheeky that even the gentle novelist couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
After leaving the novelist’s house, Liu Zheng came to the doorstep of Sleepwear Boy’s home.
After knocking on the door for a long time, Sleepwear Boy opened it with an annoyed look.
"Don’t you know that disturbing one’s sleep could get your guts ripped out?"
He said with a hostile tone.
"If you want my guts now, I’ll give them to you for free."
Liu Zheng replied.
"Forget it, full of resentment and anger, even worse than sewer guts."
Sleepwear Boy glanced at the artificial body’s abdomen, saying disdainfully.
"You’ve eaten sewer guts before?"
He asked in shock.
"Haven’t eaten them, but I’ve seen them. You forgot that the sewers were built by the Wa Chiang family, right?"
Sleepwear Boy said proudly.
Due to this achievement, as long as he doesn’t mess up big, City Hall can’t touch him.
"Be clear, you participated in the construction. With your logic, I could say Metropolis couldn’t thrive without me."
Liu Zheng corrected.
"Humph, you didn’t come looking for me in broad daylight just for an argument, did you? Or perhaps you want to test if your new body works, in which case I wouldn’t mind knocking your teeth out."
Sleepwear Boy said displeased.
"Two things. First thing, I brought you some food and drink."
Liu Zheng took out a meal and handed it to him.
"Unsolicited kindness, either deceit or theft."
While Sleepwear Boy said this, he accepted the takeaway bag.
"What about the second thing?"
"The second thing is to show you this."
Liu Zheng took out the "Blood-stained Wooden Piece."
"This is... the ancestor’s breath!"
Sleepwear Boy’s sleepy eyes instantly widened.
The Wa Chiang Clan is the descendant of Wu Gu from the Ten Witches of Ling Mountain, and the blood on the wooden piece is Wu Gu’s.
He reached out to grab the wooden piece but Liu Zheng dodged.
Liu Zheng’s strength has greatly increased, and he’s no longer that helpless little clerk.
"Where did you get this item?"
Seeing the half-revealed Human Head Saber at Liu Zheng’s waist, Sleepwear Boy calmed down.
"I met a descendant of Wu Zhen at the cemetery, who gave it to me."
Liu Zheng replied.
"They told you everything?"
Sleepwear Boy realized immediately.
"That’s right."
He nodded.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Sleepwear Boy asked.
"Nothing for now. But in the future, I might need your help against the sewers."
Liu Zheng said.
He has two tasks related to the sewers; the first is to help the sewers retrieve an escaped avatar.
The task isn’t simple, but it’s not excessively difficult either.
After all, that avatar is in the cemetery, and in desperate times, he could request the Tomb Guardian’s assistance.
The second task is to help the clever avatar from the sewers escape, which is indeed the most troublesome.
Liu Zheng must both confront the sewers and guard against the clever avatar who might betray him, the difficulty akin to preventing Yao Ming from blocking while guarding against Little Four’s low blow.
Given that the Wa Chiang family participated in the sewer construction, they likely hold its weaknesses.
"Okay."
Sleepwear Boy agreed decisively.
"But you better pray I survive till then; my promise is only valid while I’m alive."
He added.
"What do you mean?"
Liu Zheng frowned.
"The reason the Wa Chiang Clan has few members is due to our flawed bloodline. Now, with ancestor Wu Gu’s blood, I can complete the bloodline."
"In other words, I have to start relentlessly reproducing descendants."
Sleepwear Boy said expressionlessly.
He has no real interest in mating, but continuing the Wa Chiang Clan’s bloodline is his unavoidable duty.
"Wish you success, if needed I can introduce a few doctors with experience in such matters."
Liu Zheng said squinting.
"No need, the Wa Chiang Clan has more experience in this area."
Sleepwear Boy declined his offer.
Being both witch and doctor, the Wa Chiang Clan is an offshoot of the Ten Witches of Ling Mountain, naturally gifted in medical practices.
Unfortunately, their bloodline has inherent flaws; no matter how advanced their medical skills, they are increasingly fewer in numbers and life spans continually shorten.
"Really? Do you have any medicine that can enhance fertility rates?"
Liu Zheng asked, inspired.
The fertility issues in Metropolis are quite common; last time the "Nine Revolutions Joyful Pill" caused a stir in the auction hall, concocting a similar pill might prove useful again.
"Wait."
Sleepwear Boy glanced at him, turning and entering the room.
A moment later, he came out holding a White Jade Box.
"You can leave now. Don’t bother me unless it’s important in the future."
He handed the jade box to Liu Zheng, then slammed the door shut.
"Tsk, such a nasty temper. Even without bloodline defects, it’s hard for the family to thrive."
Liu Zheng quipped, then opened the box. Inside was a black elixir.
The shape resembled a three-dimensional rendition of the Yin Fish from the Yin Yang Fish, with its cut continuously pulsating like a beating heart, or something trying to break free from within.
"Name: Life Yin Pill (Single use)"
"Type: Tool"
"Quality: Excellent"
"Effect: After use, significantly increases the likelihood of pregnancy after the next mating session. If pregnant, the fetus will be female. Duration is 24 hours. Ineffective for players unable to conceive."
"Note: Male births are considered evil, female births are considered good. Female offspring can be sold on the black market, male offspring are wasted in the sewers."
"Is it possible to take it out of the instance: Yes"
"Life Yin Pill, wonder what happens if paired with the Yang Birth Pill?"
Liu Zheng couldn’t help but speculate.
Would it result in a pair of dragon-phoenix twins, or maybe an intersex child?
He left Green Garden Mad City, and seeing time was still early, decided to drop by the Zhengwen Pawnshop again.
At Zhengwen Pawnshop, he was once again greeted by the same assistant from last time.
"Welcome again, sir. Are you here to pawn or redeem something today?"
The assistant bowed and asked.
"Redeem. I want to redeem a statue of Master Tuma."
Liu Zheng said.
"Alright, are you redeeming from a dead or alive pledge?"
The assistant asked again.
"Are there dead pledges?"
"Yes, there are three pieces of Master Tuma’s work in dead pledge stock: ’Screaming Groundhog’, ’Fighting Groundhogs’, and ’Meditating Groundhog’.
The assistant replied.
"Goodness, is Master Tuma a groundhog himself?"
He quipped.
"Master Tuma is a tree spirit; its work tends to focus on animal themes, especially rodents. These three pieces come from the same seller, probably trying to collect the entire groundhog series."
Replied the assistant.
"Did he manage to complete the collection?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"No, there are currently two more pieces from the groundhog series unaccounted for, one being ’Muscle Building Groundhog’, and nobody knows what the other is."
The assistant shook his head.
"I’ll go for the moderately priced one."
He said.
If he could complete the series, he’d definitely buy them all as long as they’re not too expensive.
Gift-giving differs fundamentally between sending a piece and sending a set, and befriending another professor always offers benefits without downsides.
But since completing it is impossible, Liu Zheng is not planning to break the bank; the value is too low.
"Moderately priced is ’Screaming Groundhog’, redemption is fifty thousand."
Responded the assistant.
"That’s not expensive."
Last time, redeeming a painting by Master Sharp Claw cost him half a million dollars.
But it makes sense, observing a shouting groundhog is easier than observing a laboring Thunder Lizard.
"I’ll take it. By the way, do you offer full-city delivery?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Where would you like it delivered?"
The assistant took out pen and paper to jot it down.
"Jiahe New Residence Building 7, Unit 1503, recipient is Professor Newt."
"Sorry, that address isn’t supported for delivery."
The assistant put away the paper and pen, saying expressionlessly.
