The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1329 - 813: The Aftermath of Red Forest Culture and Green Shade Culture
"I’m back, meow~"
The tabby cat nudged Liu Zheng awake with its little head.
"Hmm~"
He stretched lazily and pulled the tabby cat into his arms for a cuddle.
Niu Ma’s haystack was truly a miracle cure; after a nap, the weakness of his spirit had eased quite a bit.
"Where do you think you’re touching?"
The Pond Master said coldly.
Liu Zheng opened his eyes and saw the Pond Master looking at him with dissatisfaction, while his hand had already touched the Pond Master’s face.
"Ah haha, you’re here too."
He chuckled.
"Obviously, if I’m not here, where else would I be?"
The Pond Master replied irritably.
"I was thinking maybe if you were bored, you’d go back to the sewer to catch up with old friends."
Liu Zheng chuckled cheekily.
"If I really go back to the sewer, the first thing I’d do is put you on the unwelcome list. Dare to come down and you’re dead."
The Pond Master sneered.
As the only agent who had successfully run away, the sewer would definitely want to kill him if they knew he was still alive.
But if the Pond Master was willing to continue as an agent, the sewer would be more than happy to have him, perhaps with more restraints added.
After all, being able to escape successfully proved the Pond Master’s abilities.
"Then you should enjoy your retirement in the restaurant; the sewer river is too small to hold such a big shot like you."
Liu Zheng laughed.
"Hmph, seeing you still have the energy to banter with me, looks like you don’t need my advice on restoring your Soul Power."
The Pond Master raised his eyelids.
With his strength, he could easily see through Doctor Nile’s spell.
"I do need it, very much. It’s my bad mouth, please treat my words like the wind."
Liu Zheng immediately slapped his own mouth lightly.
"You know how to adapt."
The Pond Master scoffed.
"Can’t help it, people like us have to."
He sighed.
"Stop pretending, if you’re a small character, then 99% of the people in Metropolis are amoebas."
The Pond Master rolled his eyes.
"Haha, just spill the beans, please."
Liu Zheng made a pleading gesture.
"Hmph, if you want to restore Soul Power, just go find those who love to toy with souls."
The Pond Master advised.
"Like who?"
"Well, demons, devils, necromancers, Heart Stealers, Soul Stealing Monsters, and plenty more."
The Pond Master replied.
"Heart Stealer?"
Liu Zheng took out a business card, lost in thought.
This was given by the Heart Stealer hired by the principal of Meide Middle School.
At that time, the Heart Stealer was preparing to read Fengmo Future’s memories, but fortunately, it was interrupted by his "Eye Witness" skill.
City Hall’s skills may not be powerful, but their practicality and versatility are quite high.
Without thinking too much, he dialed the number on the card.
"Who’s this?"
A warm yet strange voice answered, sounding like a retired death metal singer with phlegm stuck in their throat, completely different from the voice Liu Zheng heard in his mind before.
But considering mind communication wasn’t possible through a phone, this must be the Heart Stealer’s real voice.
"It’s me, the one who paid you a hundred thousand at Meide Middle School."
Liu Zheng said clearly and concisely.
"Oh, it’s you. What can I do for you?"
The Heart Stealer quickly recalled.
After all, getting paid by both the client and the client’s enemy for one job was a unique experience in its seventy-year life.
"Here’s the thing, my Soul Power is severely depleted. I wanted to ask whether you, as a professional, have any solutions."
Liu Zheng got straight to the point.
"Do you have the ability to absorb Soul Power?"
The Heart Stealer asked.
"No."
He thought for a moment and answered.
"Then the charge will be quite expensive."
The Heart Stealer said.
"How much?"
"It depends on your level of depletion and absorption efficiency, but the minimum fee won’t be less than two hundred thousand."
The Heart Stealer stated.
"And if I do have the ability to absorb Soul Power?"
Liu Zheng inquired.
"Then three to five thousand should be enough."
The Heart Stealer replied.
"Wow, why such a big difference?"
"This concerns trade secrets, I’m afraid I can’t disclose that."
The Heart Stealer declined to answer.
"Alright, two hundred thousand it is, not short on cash."
"Great, tomorrow afternoon between 2:30 and 3:30 I have free time. You can come to my studio; I’ll first conduct a soul examination and then customize a treatment plan for you."
The Heart Stealer said.
"Soul examination?"
"It’s like a physical exam but for the soul. Rest assured, my studio is a legitimate institution with a special industry license issued by City Hall. Periodically, City Hall staff will randomly check patients who have received treatment to ensure I haven’t added any unnecessary procedures during the process."
The Heart Stealer explained.
"Sounds pretty legit, but I can’t wait that long. I’ll book you for today; name your price."
Liu Zheng said arrogantly.
Although his strength lay in his physical and material resources, Soul Power was his weak point.
Especially now that he’s stuck with a "Soul Damage Deepened" debuff, it’s better to solve it sooner rather than later.
"It’s not about the money."
The Heart Stealer shook their head on the other end of the phone.
"Forty thousand."
Liu Zheng doubled the offer straight away.
"Sir, we are an established studio, with our own principles and professional ethics."
The Heart Stealer frowned slightly.
"Eighty thousand."
He doubled it again.
"Alright sir, although I greatly wish to refuse you, the amount you’re offering is just too much."
The Heart Stealer chose to surrender.
"Great, give me your address and get ready. I’ll come to find you."
