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

"Indeed, it's easy to meet King Yan, but dealing with the little ghosts is troublesome."

Liu Zheng had no choice but to turn on the speakerphone.

"He won't answer the phone, so I turned on the speaker."

He said to Ace.

"Alright. I'm Bill Homme from the logistics department finance office. Who are you?"

Ace asked loudly.

"Ah?"

The security guard was startled for a moment, a visible look of panic appearing on his face.

"Hello, Leader, I'm an employee of Golden Shield Security."

He replied, slightly bowing.

"I know you're with Golden Shield Security, I'm asking what's your name, whose connection brought you here?"

Ace replied impatiently.

"I..."

The security guard bent even lower, wanting to answer but not daring to.

"Mr. Homme is busy with official duties and still takes time to deal with such trivial matters. Do you realize what trouble you've caused?"

Liu Zheng picked up the conversation.

"I, I don't know."

The security guard said with a bitter face.

If he had known Liu Zheng had such connections, he'd have to have nerves of steel to dare stop someone.

"Stab yourself once, and we'll consider this settled. Is that fine, Mr. Homme?"

Liu Zheng threw a rusty knife to the security guard and then asked.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Ace naturally had no objections.

"Thank you, Leader."

The security guard looked at Liu Zheng, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes, then stabbed himself in the stomach.

"An old hand."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The security guard's stab was precisely at the midpoint between the lower right abdomen, navel, and anterior superior iliac spine, a spot frequent stabbers know is less likely to damage internal organs, commonly used by surgeons for abdominal punctures.

He saw through it but didn't expose it.

Letting the security guard learn a lesson is enough; if he truly wanted him dead, Liu Zheng wouldn't need to make this call.

"Think it through before you show off next time; can a delivery guy allowed into a residential compound to have a meal be a regular delivery guy? Always stirring up trouble for the office."

"Alright, I'm hanging up; my delivery has arrived, and I haven't picked it up yet."

Ace scolded the security guard before hanging up the phone.

"Though it didn't hit any organs, you should treat it; an infection can be a hassle too. Go see a doctor."

Liu Zheng handed the security guard some cash.

"Thank you, Leader."

The security guard said, enduring the pain.

"You're welcome. Can I go in now?"

He asked.

"Please, go ahead."

The security guard opened the door with one hand while holding his wound with the other.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng nodded politely and entered the compound.

"Is the problem solved?"

Just a few steps in, Silver Wolf's call came again.

"It's resolved. I'm already in the compound."

He replied.

"Alright, come over quickly, the food and drinks are ready."

Ending the call, Liu Zheng quickly headed to Silver Wolf's home.

"Unit 1, apartment 505, here."

He soon arrived at Silver Wolf's doorstep.

Before he could ring the bell, the security door opened, and a woman in a blue embroidered cheongsam stood there.

The woman's features were seventy percent similar to Yangzi, but her demeanor was more mature and gentle, resembling a ripe peach, enticingly rosy and white.

Yet her height was even shorter than Yangzi, retaining some girlish charm.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, I am Yangzi's sister, Yuriko."

The woman introduced herself.

"Hello, Sister Yuriko."

Liu Zheng smiled.

"Please come in, Mr. Liu."

Yuriko took new slippers from the shoe rack next to them, prepared in advance, and bent down to place them in front of him.

Liu Zheng's gaze was high, avoiding any chance of mislooking.

"Please change your shoes."

"Thank you, Sister."

Once Yuriko straightened up and gave a reminder, he lowered his head and slipped on the slippers.

"Mr. Liu is always running outside; why not buy a better pair of shoes?"

Yuriko asked with a frown.

"Can't help it, sometimes I don't even have legs, too lazy to buy shoes."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Mr. Liu, you work too hard."

Yuriko sighed, a hint of sincere concern in her tone.

"It's okay, anyway, hooves aren't comfortable in shoes, barefoot feels better."

He laughed.

"No need to talk at the doorway, come sit if you want to chat."

Silver Wolf's voice came from inside.

"Got it, Husband."

Yuriko responded with a smile.

'Husband' in Neon language is how a wife addresses her husband, but being casual in tone, added 'san' as a suffix to show respect.

Liu Zheng followed Yuriko along the corridor to the dining room; Silver Wolf was sitting at the main seat with a formal posture.

"Have a seat."

It pointed at the chair opposite.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng wasn't shy, pulling out the chair to sit.

Yuriko naturally sat beside Silver Wolf.

Seeing this, he nodded slightly; it was evident that Yuriko's status at home wasn't low.

Liu Zheng turned his gaze to Silver Wolf, noting that it was dressed even more formally than Yuriko, in a sharply pressed blue uniform.

"This is my first uniform, today specially had Yuriko take it out to iron."

Silver Wolf, seeing him eyeing the uniform, introduced proactively.

He nodded, waiting for more.

"To wear this uniform, I took down hundreds of people; among them were my enemies, kin, friends, and even my former lover."

Hearing this, Liu Zheng glanced at Yuriko, seeing her clasp Silver Wolf's paw in both hands.

"And for you, to acquire so many connections and wealth in such a short time, I presume the lives under your hand aren't fewer than mine."

Silver Wolf looked at him, saying.

"I don't know, never counted, too many."

Liu Zheng replied innocently.

In Yate, he killed over a thousand "Beasts," and hundreds of "Alien Insects," along with a bunch more random figures.

"You're born to do big things; knowing you is fortunate for our family."

Silver Wolf's fur jostled faintly as it spoke slowly.

"Without you, Yangzi could have already been turned into a pig for releasing that child. Without you, I couldn't have connected with the 'Refuse Pampered faction,' becoming a deputy team leader or even a team leader."

"It's nothing..."

"Listen to me first."

Just as Liu Zheng was about to make polite remarks, Silver Wolf interrupted with a raised hand.

"Proceed, then, Brother-in-law."

He closed his mouth.

"But meeting you, is also unfortunate for our family."

"Without roots, once we board your chariot, we can only follow you until reaching the end or facing wreckage."

"And what's scary is, we don't even know where the chariot is heading."

"Hence, can you tell me, what exactly you want?"

Silver Wolf leaned forward slightly, its emerald green eyes glinting.

"Live, as long as possible."

Liu Zheng replied without hesitation.

"You mean, you want immortality?"

Silver Wolf was a bit surprised, yet not much.

In Metropolis, people desiring longevity or immortality aren't few, but also not plentiful.

"Not really, but at least live seventy or eighty years?"

He hadn't had time to ponder the changes and opportunities brought by Hell's Game since entering the instance back-to-back.

Perhaps he could be like those protagonists in endless flow novels, achieving enlightenment and eternal existence and whatnot.

But for now, Liu Zheng just wanted to survive longer in Metropolis and smoothly clear subsequent instances, allowing the system to heal his gradual freezing syndrome.

"Hmm..."

Silver Wolf didn't know how to comment on his goal.

It's tough, with plenty of methods in Metropolis to extend lifespan, also ways to transform into Immortal Species.

Yet, it's easy; there are many early deceased Immortal Species in Metropolis, numerous cases of powerful figures failing.

"Some things you do seem inconsistent with your goal."

Silver Wolf contemplated aloud.

"Because besides goals, I have principles."

Liu Zheng answered.

"What principles?"

"One, try to fulfill promises."

"Two, reciprocate favor and repay vengeance."

He replied.

"That's hard to achieve."

Silver Wolf shook its head.

"Indeed, hence I've done so many seemingly conflicting things with my goals, keeping me busy all the time, opening my eyes to endless tasks."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"However, I feel satisfied within. That's enough."

He added with a smile.