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

He stared into Luo Ping's eyes and spoke.

Even though he didn't show anything unusual, the other person was a detective, might have noticed something.

Besides, if Luo Ping doesn't go looking for Six Feather Tea House, Six Feather Tea House might come looking for him.

"Is Mr. Liu threatening me?"

Luo Ping's smile carried a hint of sarcasm.

"You can take it as a gesture of goodwill. You don't have to express any opinion now, you can investigate my situation first. There should be quite a few people who know the newcomer delivery person at Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"I will. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Liu."

Luo Ping bowed slightly and left in the old Nissan.

"If you're worried, you might as well just get rid of the guy to save the hassle. Saying so much, even I'm exhausted listening."

French Plane Tree complained.

"You think I'm like you, always resorting to violence?"

Liu Zheng gave it a stern look.

"You're one to talk. You drink for the sake of drinking, but why do you need to open every bottle? You play those silly pointing games as if you're still a sapling."

"Who knew someone would be hiding there the whole time?"

French Plane Tree felt quite aggrieved.

"Alright, stop arguing, let me think for a moment."

He waved his tendril for French Plane Tree to shut up, and then he fell into deep thought.

This time, the mastermind behind the drunken incident is almost certainly Six Feather Tea House; the punishment of transplanting French Plane Tree to the volcano is likely their idea.

The purpose is clear, transplanting outside the city makes it easier for them to take action, and the volcanic environment forces French Plane Tree to evolve into a Phoenix.

Once the mastermind is identified, things become simple: negotiation or battle.

Negotiation is clearly impossible, as now Liu Zheng knows who took action from Six Feather Tea House, but Six Feather Tea House likely doesn't know Liu Zheng knows it was them.

From this aspect, Six Feather Tea House is in the open, while Liu Zheng is in the shadows, holding the advantage.

Once the negotiation begins, it becomes a direct confrontation; Liu Zheng loses the advantage of being in the lead.

And in the long run, eliminating a confirmed enemy in advance strengthens the defense of the Phoenix Egg battle later on.

As for dealing with monks who have temples, it's naturally best to seize the situation and strike with thunderous force to destroy temples and eliminate them once and for all.

"Recently, be extra cautious yourself, wait until I have a chance to deal with them."

After thinking it through, he said to French Plane Tree.

"Absolutely no more drinking, or I'll have Fire Mage burn you first!"

He paused, then sternly warned.

"Got it, why so fierce, you hateful idiot human."

French Plane Tree muttered.

"Ha."

Liu Zheng glanced at it, got into the sports car, and headed to the clinic.

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Luo Ping walked alone in the alley, his figure flickering like a ghost.

"Cough cough!!"

He suddenly began to cough violently, then took a pack of cigarettes and a match from his pocket.

"Scratch!"

He struck the match against the wall beside him, and the match head immediately ignited.

"Phew~"

Luo Ping took a deep drag of the lit cigarette, then blew out a perfect smoke ring, his cheeks showing an unusual blush.

"Doctor, open the door, I'm back."

He walked up to the Medical Bee's pharmacy door and knocked.

"Don't make it sound like this is your home, idiot."

Medical Bee opened the door a crack, sounding frustrated.

"I come to your place several times a week, what difference does it make from coming home?"

Luo Ping chuckled.

"Actually, I don't have to earn money from you."

Medical Bee squinted.

"That's not acceptable, you promised to treat me at cost price always, I can't let you break that promise."

Luo Ping said earnestly.

"So should I thank you?"

"You're welcome, it's what I should do."

Luo Ping doffed his hat in salute, then put it back on.

"You look just like that delivery guy; you two must get along well."

Medical Bee said, not without irony.

"So-so, he's quite straightforward with money. Just too cocky, a bit annoying."

Luo Ping took another drag of his cigarette.

"You two are quite alike. Did you have a conflict?"

Medical Bee showed interest.

"Not exactly a conflict, he warned me."

Luo Ping said nonchalantly.

"It's normal to be warned in your line of work. But you'd better heed his words, that guy's not easy to deal with."

Being an old client, Medical Bee did offer a warning.

"I just happened to want to ask you about him. What's his background?"

"No idea, he's like he suddenly dropped from the sky."

Medical Bee appeared slightly puzzled too.

"At first, he came as an acquaintance recommended him to buy medicine. I thought his medicine jars looked good, wanted to keep them myself."

It said quite frankly.

"In the end, he actually took out a mirror that seals the dark side of the City Ranger and almost scared me so much that my tail needle came loose."

"Mr. Sha has a dark side?"

Luo Ping exclaimed.

"As long as any intelligent being has a dark side, you act all sanctimonious, don't you..."

"Stop! Let's get back to the topic of that delivery guy."

Luo Ping quickly stopped it.

"Oh. You know how strong the City Ranger is, so I had no choice but to return the medicine jar to him."

Medical Bee continued.

"Yes, I know. That's a strength I'll never be able to reach, whether it be physical or mental."

There was a trace of longing in Luo Ping's tone, mixed with a hint of melancholy.

"Good that you know. I thought that was it, but then that guy actually sold the medicine jar back to me for a hundred bucks, as long as I apologized to him. You know me..."

"So you apologized to him immediately?"

Luo Ping quickly replied.

"Of course, an apology in exchange for a good medicine jar—only a fool wouldn't do such a great deal."

"Then he sold me another very expensive medicine at a nearly giveaway price, just so I could treat his subordinate's addiction."

Medical Bee continued.

"Seems like he really is loaded."

Luo Ping raised an eyebrow.

"Not only loaded but powerful too. From what I know, this guy has connections in many departments at the City Hall, and those that can get things done."

"You know the Pink Kingdom, right?"

"I know."

Luo Ping nodded.

He was born in the Old City District, so of course, he knows that Red Light Street.

"He actually managed to convince those prostitutes from the Pink Kingdom to come to the clinic in the New City District for treatment. Either he charmed the entire crowd, or he has so much power that they can't refuse."

"No matter which, this guy's depth is unfathomable."

Medical Bee said in a mysterious tone.

"Why would such an impressive person work as a deliveryman at the Bloody Restaurant?"

Luo Ping voiced his doubt.

"Who knows? Rich people having quirks is pretty normal."

Medical Bee said nonchalantly.

"Are you talking about yourself, Doctor?"

Luo Ping chuckled.

"Hm, I can't be considered rich, just a poor little Pharmacist. If you need treatment, come in; if not, hurry up and leave, don't block my business."

Medical Bee said.

"I'll make a call first."

Luo Ping hesitated for a moment but still made a call.

"It's me, Luo Ping."

When the call connected, he said.

"Got a new business so quickly?"

On the other end asked.

"Sort of. I want to buy your silence regarding the news I just bought."

Luo Ping said.

"I would keep that secret without you saying so."

The other side responded.

"No, I mean, you can't tell anyone that someone bought that news just now."

Luo Ping shook his head.

"I don't recall offering such a service."

"You could start a new one."

Luo Ping grinned.

"The news wasn't bought by you, was it?"

The other side asked suspiciously.

"No. But I just don't want this matter to leak."

"You're making this difficult for me."

The other side seemed to frown.

Compared to selling news, selling the news about who buys news often earns more.

"VIP special service then. Name your price."

Luo Ping insisted.

"...Three hundred thousand."

After a long pause, the other side said.

"Can you give me a discount?"

"Luo Ping, I advise you not to push your luck."

The other side seemed a bit angry.

"Just saying, three hundred thousand it is."

"Transfer it to my account immediately, that's it."

The other side impatiently ended the call.

"Sigh, just burned through my powers for nothing, not only didn't make money, but lost a hundred and twenty thousand, this world."

Luo Ping felt a bit of pity for himself as he slipped through the door crack.