The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1183 - 738: Liu Zheng: It’s Over, I’ve Become Louis XVI

Chapter 1183: Chapter 738: Liu Zheng: It’s Over, I’ve Become Louis XVI

"Don’t speak in such absolutes; the Metropolis is all one body, no one can leave anyone else."

The cashier said indifferently.

"So?"

"Understood, regarding his punishment, the restaurant will consider it seriously."

The cashier said.

"Then let’s have a pleasant collaboration."

The Skinny Horse raised a hoof.

"Pleasant collaboration."

The cashier shook the horse’s hoof, his tone was not pleasant at all.

"Are you going back to the restaurant with me now, or do you want to catch up a bit more?"

He looked at Liu Zheng.

"I’m an employee of the restaurant, of course I’ll listen to the restaurant’s arrangement."

Liu Zheng replied impeccably.

"Then you arrange it yourself. After returning to the restaurant, go find Si Xue for your punishment."

After the cashier finished speaking, he vanished into the air.

"Sigh~"

He let out a long breath.

The cashier couldn’t possibly be unaware of his relationship with Si Xue, letting him seek punishment from Si Xue was already cutting him some slack.

"When you’re done being happy, hand over the Mingqi you’ve stolen."

The Tomb Guardian appeared behind Liu Zheng at some point.

Mingqi refers to burial items.

"You can’t really say ’stolen,’ they were willingly given."

He defended himself as he pulled out the loot from this grave robbing.

Qiankun Ring, Shoushan Copper Ore, Land God Talisman, Heavenly Fragrance Discontinuity Ointment, Human Tooth Bracelet, Small Bronze Cauldron containing the Nine Dragon Heaven Centipede.

"That’s enough."

The Tomb Guardian nodded after a glance.

"Right."

Liu Zheng sighed in relief.

These were all good items, he didn’t want to give any of them away.

"You’ve gained not a little."

The Tomb Guardian said in a declarative tone.

"It’s alright; thanks to your blessings."

He said modestly.

"Then let’s rob again tomorrow."

"Ah? Sir, please spare me."

Liu Zheng smiled wryly.

"If I spare you, the cemetery won’t need you anymore."

The Tomb Guardian said indifferently.

"Then let me rest for a few days first, I’ve used up all my trump cards, and can’t get much out of grave robbing now."

He had no choice but to say.

"Alright. Do you still want to refuel?"

The Tomb Guardian asked proactively.

"Fuel up!"

Liu Zheng said fiercely.

Since he’d already taken on the task, it wouldn’t hurt to benefit from it.

"By the way, Brother Ma, I encountered a horse at the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, it sensed your power and wanted your guidance on its evolutionary direction."

While waiting for the spirit car to refuel, he said to the Skinny Horse.

After speaking, he lifted his hoof, revealing the snow and ice patterns underneath.

The Skinny Horse stared at the snow and ice patterns for a while, then shook his head and tapped the ground with his hoof tip.

"Are you saying it’s something that can’t be explained in a few words and I should bring it to the cemetery?"

Liu Zheng asked.

The Skinny Horse nodded.

"Alright, I’ll tell it when I get a chance."

Snow Horse probably wouldn’t trust Niu Daji and them, this was something he had to do himself, and he had no plans to go to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains anytime soon.

But Snow Horse had already been waiting for hundreds of years, it wouldn’t mind waiting a few more days.

Once the spirit car transformed back into the Bone Dragon Chariot, Liu Zheng drove back to the restaurant.

"The boss wants to see you."

As soon as he entered the lounge, Niu Ma said.

"Alright. What about this?"

He hesitated for a moment and took out the Memorial Medal.

Liu Zheng wasn’t sure how Si Xue would deal with him; having two lives made no difference to such powerful beings, at most it would buy him time to settle the instance.

But once he settled the instance, he’d take the Memorial Medal with him.

Emotionally and logically, he should mention it.

"Scram, scram, just seeing you makes me annoyed."

Niu Ma kicked him out of the lounge with a hoof.

Liu Zheng chuckled, pinned the Memorial Medal to his chest, and walked to the elevator.

"By the way, Elevator Bro, can you drink alcohol?"

He looked at the speaker and suddenly thought.

"No..."

The elevator slowly started speaking.

"Can’t? Don’t want to? Not allowed?"

"Understood."

The elevator continued speaking.

No one would give an elevator a drink, giving it some flesh and blood to maintain its spirituality was good enough, changing its parts and cleaning it was already the highest treat an elevator could have.

"Let’s try it. Copper label from Du Kang Wine Workshop, good stuff. But don’t drink it now, wait until I’m done. If you can drink, I’ll bring you something better next time."

Liu Zheng placed a bottle with a copper label in the corner and smiled.

"Will you have... a next time?"

The elevator asked.

"Who knows? Many times I thought I was a goner, but I came back alive. I’m quite puzzled, why am I so hard to kill?"

He said in an annoying tone.

"What? Elevator Bro doesn’t want to see me again?"

"No..."

The elevator paused before continuing.

"Will, you are... not bad."

"Elevator Bro, your breaks really can cause misunderstandings."

Liu Zheng squinted his eyes.

Fortunately, he wasn’t the impatient type, otherwise, there would already be a quarrel.

"Because no one... talks to me."

The elevator replied.

"No worries, I’ll find a few companions to chat with you, you’ll get used to it."

Liu Zheng said.

Come to think of it, he had promised to introduce the three elevators from the Hundred Ghosts to it, but had not found the time to do it.

"Thank... you. The elevator... button will take a few days."

The elevator said proactively.

"It’s alright, not all favors have to be repaid on the spot. Besides, if I die this time, you won’t have to repay it, right?"

He joked.

"Makes... sense."

The elevator replied.

"..."

Sure enough, you can’t overestimate the emotional intelligence of these non-human entities.

The elevator doors opened, Liu Zheng swallowed and stepped out of the elevator.

Today’s office had a modern European style.

The icy snow wasteland was barren, with only a few scattered larch trees standing firm in the wind and snow.