The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1254 - 775: Si Xue’s Mood Is Not So Great (2)

Chapter 1254: Chapter 775: Si Xue’s Mood Is Not So Great (2)

"Goodness, didn’t the patient know themselves?"

he asked.

"These low-life folks always have this discomfort or that ailment, a stomachache is just bad food to them, who’d think it’s all because of a bandage acting up."

Doctor Nile replied.

"Alright. How come there’s no bad smell though?"

Regular old bandages smell strong enough as it is, let alone fermenting in someone’s gut for decades.

"That’s because it’s sealed in this special medical waste box I have. Want a whiff? I can take it out now if you do."

Doctor Nile pretended to reach for it.

"No, no, no."

Liu Zheng hurriedly pressed down on him, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

He had only just gotten used to the sewer stench and didn’t want to challenge his nose any further.

"Even you have times you’re afraid."

Doctor Nile mocked.

"Yeah, there are plenty of things I’m afraid of. By the way, Doc, why are you keeping that thing? It’s in such a state, surely you can’t use it again?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Not necessarily. This bandage has acquired a certain conceptual significance; for some tricky conditions, fighting poison with poison might just do the miracle."

Doctor Nile shook his head.

"Like what?"

"For instance, if a patient is infected with a particularly stubborn parasite, and other medical methods fail, you can use this bandage to wrap up the parasite; chances are it’ll kill the parasite."

Doctor Nile gave an example.

"Can the patient handle that?"

he doubted.

"We’re talking about dealing with a parasite here; don’t shift the focus."

Doctor Nile expressed dissatisfaction.

"Got it. Pretend I didn’t ask."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

He originally planned to ask Detective Luo Ping if there was any news about the bandage, but now he doesn’t need to.

Of course, first off, he’s got to convince Guo Koutangzi to use the Legacy Soup Pot to cook the arrow, no, I mean the soup.

"Now we just need the wastewater from the Garbage Processing Plant."

Given his relationship with the Tomb Guardian, getting rotten flesh wouldn’t be a problem.

"You’ll have to find a way for that yourself."

Doctor Nile said he couldn’t help.

"I might actually have an idea."

Liu Zheng called up Sha Jiang.

"What’s up, buddy, what do you need?"

Sha Jiang’s voice was a bit choppy, no telling what nook or cranny he’d crawled into this time.

"Brother Sha, I need some wastewater from the Garbage Processing Plant, can you get it for me?"

Liu Zheng got straight to the point.

"This is tricky. If I were still at the Garbage Processing Plant, getting a barrel for you wouldn’t be a problem. But now I’m in the sewer, there’s no signal from the Garbage Processing Plant either, I can’t have Old Wolf send it out to you."

Sha Jiang seemed troubled.

"Is there any merchant dealing in Garbage Processing Plant specialties?"

he asked.

"There is, but I’ve never heard of him collecting wastewater. How about this, I’ll give you his address, and you can go ask him."

"Sounds good, thanks, Brother Sha."

Liu Zheng took out pen and paper to note down what Sha Jiang said.

No. 13, Old Town Antiques Street, Honest Man Antique Shop, Demon Mizrachi.

"Hmm..."

A shop for antiques, a demon, an honest man—sounds like an impossible triangle.

"Oh, by the way, buddy, don’t be fooled by the shop’s name, that demon is really cunning, I’ve suffered quite a few losses with him over the years."

Sure enough, Sha Jiang immediately warned him.

"And you still do business with him?"

"No other option, there are too few who dare to deal with Garbage Processing Plant stuff, and even fewer stable ones like Mizrachi. Every year new folks try their luck, and all disappear into thin air after a few transactions."

Sha Jiang explained.

"Why? Got busted by the City Hall?"

If so, it’s quite likely that Mizrachi and other old hands report them.

"Some are, but mostly they aren’t. After all, stuff from the Garbage Processing Plant that’s not dangerous has no value, and what’s valuable is usually very dangerous."

Sha Jiang said.

"I see. Alright, thanks Brother Sha, I’ll stop by when I get a chance."

Liu Zheng expressed gratitude.

"No need to thank me just yet. Hey, when you get there, drop my name, tell that guy it’s one thing to trick me, but if he dares do it to my buddy, he’s the first I’ll deal with once I’m out of the sewer."

Sha Jiang stated.

"You’re quite the boss, Brother Sha!"

He gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, Brother Sha, I hear from the Fisherman you’re always coming back empty-handed, want me to get you some reliable fishing gear or bait?"

He asked with concern.

"No need! Don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s afraid I’ll fish all the fish out of his pond, that’s why he’s spreading rumors. How could I come back empty-handed? I’m in the middle of a great catch right now, busy!"

Sha Jiang hung up the phone.

"Well, that backfired."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

"Serves you right, even you have low emotional intelligence moments."

Doctor Nile mocked.

"Everyone occasionally slips up, right? I’m off then."

Time was about right, he’ll arrange with Guo Koutangzi once he has the wastewater and rotten meat.

"Wait up."

Doctor Nile called after him.

"What’s up?"

Liu Zheng turned around looking confused.

"Aren’t you forgetting to return the bandage to me?"

Doctor Nile pointed to the box in his hand.

"Didn’t you say you were giving it to me?"

He pretended to be confused.

"The condition was that you’d convince Guo Koutangzi to use the Legacy Soup Pot for you, a bet is a bet, no favoritism even with good friends."

Doctor Nile explained.

Reluctantly, Liu Zheng returned the box to him.

"Alright, off you go. I’ve got an appointment to attend to later, no time for you."

Doctor Nile waved him off.

"Tch~"

He clicked his tongue and left the clinic.

"You’re taking a bath in the ocean or something? Hurry back."

On his way back, Niu Ma called.

"Already on my way, almost there."

Liu Zheng said quickly.

If Niu Ma called to hurry him, that means the restaurant’s running out of patience.

"I’ll do the delivery run, then see the boss when I’m back."

"Wait. How’s your injury doing? Should I get you a Memorial Medal?"

Just as Niu Ma was about to hang up, Liu Zheng called out to it.

"None of your business, take care of yourself first, don’t lose your head either."

Niu Ma curtly ended the call.

"This guy, offer a kind gesture and it’s dismissed as nonsense."

Liu Zheng shook his head helplessly.

What on earth did Si Xue want from him?

Thinking it over, it’s got to be either about the Writers’ Association President or the Kowloon Walled City business.

If it was about the Writers’ Association President, Si Xue would’ve looked for him after he got back from the Emperor’s Garden, so it’s probably still about Kowloon Walled City.

"I don’t think I’ve caused the restaurant any problems?"

Liu Zheng asked himself, a bit nervous.

He didn’t summon the Evil God, and he had a role in banishing it too.

At most, at most he only blew up a section of the sewer, right? The sewer didn’t even complain, the restaurant shouldn’t punish him, should it?

With an uneasy heart, Liu Zheng returned to the restaurant, took the elevator to Si Xue’s office.

The theme of the office hadn’t changed, still the Gobi Desert from last time.

But Si Xue’s clothes had changed, from a flying goddess-like dress to a collarless narrow-sleeved robe and striped pants, even sporting a mink hat.

The mink tail was especially long, hanging all the way down to her waist like a braid.

"You’ve really outdone yourself this time."

As Liu Zheng approached her, Si Xue said flatly.

"Oh no, it’s all thanks to the boss’s guidance."

Sweat beaded on Liu Zheng’s forehead.

Usually, when Si Xue spoke in this tone, it meant she wasn’t in a good mood.

"As if I could guide you as well as City Hall. They care so much about you, they even returned the spirit car."

Si Xue said sarcastically.

"That’s the restaurant’s vehicle, they returned it out of respect for the restaurant, it’s got nothing to do with me."

Liu Zheng argued.

"Is that so? Then did you get extra pay for helping City Hall banish the Evil God? Or have you just eaten too much of the replicated takeout and don’t know where to expend your energy?"

Si Xue furrowed her elegant brows.

As the restaurant owner, she obviously knew the function of the Legendary Takeout Box.