The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1240 - 768

Along with the spinning of the Tai Chi Diagram, the speed of the drill increased sharply by several times.

At this point, Liu Zheng began to struggle, and the muscles on his arms started to deform.

"Iron Block!"

So he used his skill.

The originally robust Artificial Body immediately transformed into a big iron lump, remaining motionless no matter how the drill rotated.

"How is this possible?!"

Fat Biao was shocked.

He had once fought against the temporary workers of the Security Department and immediately recognized this as a skill unique to City Hall employees.

"Could it be that I will really die here today?"

Desperation flickered through Fat Biao’s mind.

"No! Even if I die, I won’t let you have your way!"

A hint of determination flashed through his mind.

The black and white inner cores suddenly separated, their light flickering like a faulty bulb.

"Is this a self-detonation?"

Liu Zheng realized immediately.

He didn’t know if the "Copper Shell" combined with the "Iron Block" could withstand the blast of two inner cores. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

But he knew that he couldn’t afford to squander as he didn’t have "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" to back him up.

"Still not stopping after all this?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Stopping at this moment, are you joking?"

Fat Biao’s voice was somewhat unclear.

"We never had a deep grudge. Why can’t we stop? Your disciple wasn’t even hurt. I only broke down your two doors, after all."

He said.

"And you still want to deliver me takeout!"

"With your strength, you’ll likely survive receiving takeout. But if you insist on going head-to-head with me to the end, then it’ll be a life-or-death battle."

Liu Zheng said.

"No point talking more. You’d better save your strength to take the blow. At most, I’ll promise that if you die, I won’t trouble that Lou Feng."

Fat Biao said.

"Then I promise you too, if you die, I won’t trouble your disciple either."

He reciprocated the promise.

"Not enough. You also have to help him keep Baosheng Hall."

Fat Biao said.

"Wow, raising the price now?"

"My disciple never had a grudge with you, but that Lou Feng helped guide you here."

Fat Biao said.

"Alright, you do have a point. Fine, I promise you."

It’s just a small clinic after all, not operating under City Hall’s nose. He had the capability to protect it.

"Then take my last move."

Fat Biao suddenly stopped spinning and flew a hundred meters into the air.

He swallowed the two inner cores into his stomach, with a growing light ball held in his mouth.

Since Liu Zheng agreed to his condition, Fat Biao no longer pursued a mutual destruction strategy.

Liu Zheng gripped the Human Head Saber tightly, ready to confront the impending heavy strike.

"Tiger Roar Crane Cry Break!"

Fat Biao finally spewed the light ball from his mouth, which instantly became a beam aiming at Liu Zheng.

As the latter was about to swing the saber to slash, he saw Fat Biao flap his wings fiercely and in a blink flew a dozen meters away.

"Damn!"

Liu Zheng immediately realized he had been tricked by Fat Biao.

"Hahaha!"

Fat Biao let out a triumphant laugh.

Baosheng Hall is a sect, and what’s important to the sect is the heritage, not the tables and benches or bottles and jars.

As long as he was alive, Baosheng Hall wouldn’t vanish.

As for the disciple? His aptitude wasn’t outstanding anyway, taking a new one would be fine.

He wasn’t too old and could definitely nurture a better one from scratch.

"Damn it."

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but curse.

He had been hunting others all his life, and today he got pecked by one.

It was mainly because the ones he encountered either disdained using such tricks or weren’t smart enough to play these tricks. He truly didn’t expect such an outcome.

"Alright, alright, Kowloon Walled City is indeed full of hidden talents."

Liu Zheng almost laughed out of frustration.

"But, it’s not so easy to escape!"

He picked up the ore slag, ready to munch it down.

If the randomly drawn Sword Qi wasn’t powerful enough, Liu Zheng would resort to the Miniature Gustav Train Cannon.

Although using the Perfect Tool against a black clinic doctor was a bit overkill, he didn’t want to face the penalty for failed delivery again.

"Ah!"

Just as the ore slag was stuffed into his mouth, Fat Biao in the air suddenly screamed and fell straight down.

"What the hell?"

Liu Zheng was bewildered, running towards where Fat Biao fell in big strides.

When he reached Fat Biao’s side, he noticed numerous cuts all over his body, as if bitten simultaneously by a hundred mouths.

"What on earth?"

A chill ran through Liu Zheng’s heart, but it didn’t stop him from grabbing Fat Biao’s hand to sign the take-out order and hanging the meal box around his neck.

After completing everything, he heaved a sigh of relief, yet a tremendous sense of unease arose again.

What was in the sky, and what bit Fat Biao into such shape?

He checked the time; there were less than ten minutes left until the delivery deadline.

Just in case, Liu Zheng decided to take Fat Biao with him until the delivery deadline was over.

As he took a few steps towards Baosheng Hall, his sense of unease grew stronger.

Suddenly, the vein patterns on his body lit up uncontrollably, and a third pair of arms even sprouted from his ribs.

"Run!"

Faced with the dual warnings from the Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline and the Extreme Fury Asura, Liu Zheng didn’t hesitate any longer and jumped to the third floor, grabbing Ah Piao.

"Ah!"

Ah Piao screamed, almost having her bones crushed by his grip.

"Where’s the nearest sewer entrance?"

At this moment, Liu Zheng couldn’t afford to be gentle, he asked sternly.

"Over there."

Ah Piao, sensing his urgency, didn’t argue and directly pointed with her hand.

"Go!"

He immediately ran in that direction and indeed saw a sewer manhole cover.

The cover was somewhat rusty and covered with dirty water and filth.

But at this moment, in Liu Zheng’s eyes, it was the most beautiful manhole cover in the world, without a doubt.

He dashed over and lifted the cover in one swift motion.

"What’s happening?"

Seeing Liu Zheng about to jump down, Ah Piao couldn’t help but ask.

"I don’t know, but my instincts are going wild with warnings. We must leave here immediately."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Then take my son with us."

Being part of Metropolis, Ah Piao naturally wouldn’t think he was being melodramatic.

"There’s no time."

"You promised to take us to the Pink Kingdom."

Ah Piao said in a questioning tone.

"That was under normal circumstances, this is a sudden situation. If we don’t leave quickly, the three of us might die here."

Liu Zheng explained.

"Then you can put me down."

Ah Piao suddenly calmed down.

"You’re not afraid of death?"

"I am. But my fear of death is for the sake of seeing my son grow up. Since my dad took my innocence, I’ve been living on borrowed time."

She said lightly.

"Take this."

He gave Ah Piao a deep look, then took out a recorder.

"Name: Citizen’s Last Wish Recorder (Disposable)"

"Type: Tool"

"Quality: excellent"

"Effect: The player can speak their last wish into the recorder, and it will trigger upon the player’s death. If the player’s wish is beyond the item’s capacity to fulfill, the wish will manifest in a distorted way."

"Note: Friendly reminder, a wish for perfect resurrection after death is impossible to fulfill."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

"Do you know how to use it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes."

Ah Piao nodded after receiving the recorder.

The extraordinary items from the welfare pool all have an auto-know-how feature upon touch.

"Then goodbye."

He stopped wasting words and directly turned and went into the sewer.

"Goodbye, weirdo."

Ah Piao closed the manhole cover for him and then headed home with the recorder.

"You went down?"

Liu Zheng had just exited the sewer tunnel when he received a call from the Fisherman.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

He asked.

"Take a guess."

"I won’t guess."

Liu Zheng said flatly.

"Who ticked you off, you’re in such a bad mood."

The Fisherman could tell he wasn’t in a good mood.

"I’ll tell you later, just come over and give me some protection."

He said unapologetically.

"Where are you?"

The Fisherman asked.

He only knew Liu Zheng had entered the sewer, but not his specific location.

After all, he was just an agent, not the sewer itself.

But even the sewer itself would have a hard time pinpointing an individual’s location, much like knowing a part of your body hurts but not the exact spot.

"I’m at the exit of the sewer tunnel in Kowloon Walled City. But I don’t know which manhole I’m at."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Got it."

The Fisherman hung up the phone.

"What’s going to happen, I wonder?"

He put down his phone and looked up, but could only see the ceiling of the sewer.