The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1266 - 781: Pond Master: What, Is It Sick or Something?! (2)

Chapter 1266: Chapter 781: Pond Master: What, Is It Sick or Something?! (2)

Bai San said.

"Go ahead."

"I will ask the Family Head to perform the ritual, placing my soul in a bowl. As long as the Tianshi is nearby, I can guide you in the right direction."

Bai San said.

"Afterwards, can your soul be placed back?"

He asked.

"As long as the time isn’t particularly long, it should be possible to restore my soul. However, even if the soul is restored, it will inevitably result in a serious illness."

Bai San sighed.

"Poor parents around the world."

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but be moved.

Leaving aside the price of the soul leaving the body, controlling life and death like this isn’t something ordinary people can do.

"Our Bai Family is not as naturally strong as the Yuan Family or the Liu Family, nor are we as cunning as the Hu Family or the Hui Family. What keeps us standing in the Metropolis is prudence, mutual respect between father and son."

"Today, I let a genius like the Tianshi fall for the sake of my own life. Tomorrow, others might follow suit. Over time, the Bai Family will eventually wither, and our bloodline will cease."

"So, using my old life in exchange for the Tianshi is both my willingness and the intention of the Family Head and our ancestors."

Bai San’s words were undeniably sincere.

"Alright, I agree with you."

Having reached this point, Liu Zheng had no reason to refuse.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu!"

Bai San thanked him deeply.

"Then we’ll meet at the clinic."

"Okay!"

He hung up the phone, and his hand instinctively went to pet the cat’s head.

"Where are you touching?"

The Pond Master grumbled.

"Huh? Haha, sorry, I was lost in thought and didn’t notice."

Liu Zheng looked down, realizing he almost touched the Pond Master’s face.

"If you try that again, I’ll break your fingers."

The Pond Master threatened.

"Yes, yes, I’ll definitely be careful next time."

He replied perfunctorily.

"Are you going to the hospital to deliver food?"

The Pond Master initiated the topic.

"That’s right. My friend’s son and my friend are both trapped in the hospital; I need to rescue them."

Liu Zheng said.

"Then you’d better take off the straight hook first."

The Pond Master reminded.

"Why?"

"Why are you still asking? You’re covered with illnesses, going to the hospital is like diving into the Underwater River looking for trouble."

The Pond Master rolled his eyes.

"Are you saying the hospital can utilize the diseases on me?"

He caught on.

"Exactly. Not only can they turn a minor illness into a major one, but they can also change one disease into another, or even transfer someone else’s illness onto you."

The Pond Master explained.

"That’s terrifying. Have you dealt with hospital personnel before?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Been there a few times, every time I went the bill was thicker than the damn tax form from the Taxation Department. If you go, you better kill a few hospital personnel for me to break even."

It was clear that the Pond Master harbored resentment.

"I’ll try. Any other precautions I should take?"

He asked again.

"Let me think, it’s been a long time, I can’t quite remember."

The Pond Master posed thoughtfully.

"Would a bottle of Silver Label help jog your memory?"

Liu Zheng knowingly took out a bottle of Silver Label.

"What do you think you’re doing? You think I’m extorting you? I truly can’t remember."

The Pond Master glared at him.

In his current state, he had lost most of his memory, and those related to the hospital weren’t ones he needed necessarily to remember.

"But, having a drink would be nice. Open it for me."

The Pond Master shifted the conversation.

"Sure."

Liu Zheng smiled as he opened the Silver Label, tilting the bottle.

A stream of clear liquor flowed down and into the Pond Master’s mouth.

"Glug glug glug!"

"Burp~"

The Pond Master finished a whole bottle of Silver Label in one go, then burped.

"Du Kang Wine Workshop’s wine sure packs a punch."

He said satisfactorily.

"If it’s strong, let’s have another bottle. But we’re out of Silver Label, only Copper Mark is left."

Liu Zheng said.

He had already used quite a bit of his liquor, and some of it was wagered at Dwarf Yan Xu’s place; he had to use the remaining sparingly.

"No more. Drinking Copper Mark after Silver Label feels like horse urine."

The Pond Master pursed his lips.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng didn’t push further.

It’s just as well not to drink more; he was worried the Pond Master might act drunk and cause a ruckus.

If he drank like Ghost Hand and got drunk, running out, the San Huamao would be in for trouble.

"Hmm, I remember once I found the medical fees too high and tried to skip out on the bill. The hospital sealed all the sewer entrances, I tried but couldn’t open it, then was chased down by security, and forgot about it after getting beaten up. If the hospital hasn’t fixed it, maybe you could escape into the sewer through there."

After thinking hard, the Pond Master said.

"That’s great, where’s the entrance?"

Liu Zheng asked excitedly.

"I don’t remember, just recall that there might be a fire hydrant next to the manhole cover."

The Pond Master shook his head.

"Can you try a bit harder?"

He produced another bottle of Silver Label.

Such an important piece of information was worth another Silver Label.

"Even trading Silver Label won’t help, what’s lost is lost."

The Pond Master shook his head.

"Alright. By the way, were you the sewer’s agent that early on?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, but I frequently ran into the sewer back then, otherwise it wouldn’t have caught the sewer’s attention. But it couldn’t be helped; my abilities demanded ventures into the sewer to advance. No one can resist such a temptation."

The Pond Master sighed.

In his youth, he felt where others saw death in the sewers, he could come and go, even never returning empty-handed, clearly destined.

Yet, he was unaware of the hidden price marked, the sewer just biding its time to reclaim everything.

Fortunately, he had unique experiences, otherwise, he would have ended as nourishment for the sewer like other agents, used to lure the next one.

"Life is like a net, and everyone is just fish in the net."

Liu Zheng said, deeply feeling.

"Why talk doom at your young age, it’s depressing to hear."

The Pond Master said, visibly irked.

"Didn’t you start it?"

He said, speechless.

"I’ve been through it, saying these words naturally fits, you’re in your prime and should be striving forward. Besides, I never resigned to fate back then, even if I didn’t fully succeed, at least tore a hole in the fisherman’s net."

The Pond Master said proudly.

"Indeed, I admire that."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

In this Extraordinary World, temperament is quite crucial.

Among the marker agents he met, Tomb Guardian and Oynk seemed unable to break free, Fisherman wouldn’t abandon Sea Girl and his wife, Si Xue had some hope but it felt uncertain.

Intuitively, his boss wasn’t the kind to go all out.

Imagining the Pond Master turning into a clump of cat fur to escape the sewer, the resolve clear.

Nowadays, the sewer treats the Fisherman reasonably well, possibly due in part to the Pond Master’s efforts.

Liu Zheng was about to ask more when Ghost Hand crawled in from outside.

It smelled the liquor, immediately darted to Liu Zheng’s feet, mouth open.

And Liu Zheng shook his head resolutely.

Now Niu Ma was on leave, and he was about to go to the hospital. Ghost Hand acting drunk would leave no one to manage the chaos.

Ghost Hand frowned, placing down the delivery order.

Just when Liu Zheng thought it would leave, it suddenly flashed beside San Huamao, giving the Pond Master a slap, and then eerily crawled away.

"Hey? Hey?! Hey?! Damn you!"

The Pond Master reacted, cursing aloud.

His fur stood like steel needles, with no target to shoot.

"Is it damn crazy?! Huh? Is it sick?"

The Pond Master’s anger erupted.

You don’t get whisky, you hit him; why hit me?

"Calm down, it’s brainless, don’t stoop to its level. Salmon, comfort your master."

Liu Zheng hurriedly said.

He felt helpless; these nonhumans either liked to show off or act crazy, not one left him worry-free.

"Sigh!"

Liu Zheng sighed inwardly.