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

Bai San calculated for a moment and said.

"Then the lowest price is thirty percent off, thirty thousand. Is that okay?"

He looked at the Snow Horse.

"Okay."

The Snow Horse readily agreed.

Originally, it wasn't about making money; it was just a symbolic transaction.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng counted out thirty thousand and handed it to him.

"Are the living conditions in the cave not so good?"

Recalling the time Feng Jizi asked him to help with purchasing, he enthusiastically asked.

"Indeed, not so good."

"Since you're already out, don't live like a monk. Anyway, now you have money, let me know if there's anything you want, and I'll help you buy it, guaranteed to be cheap and high-quality."

Liu Zheng said.

"Besides wine, there doesn't seem to be anything I want."

The Snow Horse seemed a bit confused.

After being secluded for hundreds of years, even things it had once experienced had mostly been forgotten.

"Poor thing. How about this, I'll find one of your kind to ask, and based on its needs, I'll get you a set to try first. If you don't like it, it won't cost you anything."

"Good."

The Snow Horse had no objections.

"Brother Bai San, I'll have to trouble you with the delivery then."

He said to Bai San.

"Alright... I suppose."

Bai San was reluctant to refuse, so he had to agree for now.

After all, he couldn't make decisions, and if the Family Head decided to go to war with the Snow Horse, he would just request not to participate.

Family matters are family matters, personal matters are personal matters, and he believed the Family Head wouldn't block his way.

"Here's a return gift for that bottle of wine. Hey! Take it!"

The Snow Horse spat a thick glob of phlegm onto the ground.

Inside the viscous liquid, a gray-white stone was encased.

"If you have an issue with me, you could have just said it. Isn't spitting too rude?"

Liu Zheng's eye twitched slightly.

"It's a protective measure; without this phlegm wrapping it, it would have evaporated by now."

The Snow Horse said.

"Fine."

He sighed, resignedly picking up the stone.

"Name: Millennium Cold Jade Spring Grime"

"Type: Miscellaneous"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: When used in medicine or artifact refining, it can reduce the chance of loss of control and has a certain probability of enhancing the product's quality."

"Note: Bad luck sometimes feels like swallowing bitter water."

"Can be taken out of instance: Yes"

"Speaking of kindred, I seem to sense a familiar strength within you."

After Liu Zheng stored away the grime, the Snow Horse said.

"Huh? Oh, you mean this?"

He lifted his hoof, revealing flame patterns upon it.

"Correct. Such strong flame power, yet mixed with the aura of death. Where did you get it?"

The Snow Horse stared at the flame patterns and asked.

"The Tomb Guardian's horse gave it to me."

Liu Zheng recounted the story of the lean horse to him.

"It is much mightier than me."

The Snow Horse commented.

"Well, of course."

That's the Tomb Guardian's beloved horse, an elder capable of roaming beyond the Metropolis, and probably able to easily defeat the Niu Ma.

In some sense, calling it the cemetery's second-in-command wouldn't be wrong.

"Perhaps it can guide me towards the direction of evolution."

The Snow Horse said.

The reason it had secluded itself in the cave was partly for its concealment and partly for the Millennium Cold Jade Spring.

But having drunk the Cold Jade Spring Water for so many years, while its strength continued to accumulate, its essence had yet to change.

"That I don't know; when I see it, I can ask for you."

Liu Zheng said.

"You just said how it left the mark on you, right?"

The Snow Horse asked.

"Like this, then like that, and then it ended up like this."

He described what happened.

"Hmm..."

The Snow Horse bowed its head, pondering for a long time, before finally raising its hoof.

With a mere hoof-raising motion, the snowflake cracks on its skin became even more pronounced.

Liu Zheng could even hear the sound resembling the cracking of porcelain.

"You should be careful, lest you accidentally harm yourself."

He advised.

The Snow Horse glanced at him without speaking, simply spraying two long streams of cold air from its nostrils.

Then, it lowered its hoof.

"Crack!"

Immediately, several pieces of flesh broke off its back, rapidly evaporating in the air.

"Neigh~"

The Snow Horse let out a long neigh, lifted its hoof and stepped back, leaving a frost-emitting hoof print on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

Liu Zheng asked with concern.

"Not...dead yet, step...on it."

The Snow Horse said, panting.

"Oh."

He obediently stepped on the hoof print, and the extreme cold instantly froze his hooves into an ice sculpture.

With a push, his entire left leg shattered into ice shards.

"Wow, your strength is even greater than Brother Ma's."

Liu Zheng lifted four tentacles to maintain balance, like a golden rooster standing on one leg, or a white crane spreading its wings.

"That's because I can't control my strength like it can."

The Snow Horse admitted its shortcoming.

"Alright, since you're so honest, I'll forgive you."

He said generously.

"What kind of lineage do you have, it's so incredible?"

The Snow Horse couldn't help asking as it watched him regenerating flesh continuously.

It had noticed Liu Zheng's extraordinary vitality before, but didn't expect such a strong recovery ability.

"Haven't you seen a Black Mountain Goat Cub?"

Liu Zheng retorted.

"You mean those creatures with many hooves and tentacles? I've seen a few, but their recovery ability is nowhere near yours."

"Let's just say, hybrids are quite popular."

He shrugged and said.

"Then what should I call you? Black Mountain Goat Human?"

"How come your names are getting worse? My name is Liu Zheng, or if you prefer you can call me Deliveryman."

Liu Zheng said.

"What's a Deliveryman?"

"It's when you order food, and I'm responsible for delivering it to you. Of course, I sometimes help with other tasks too."

He explained.

"Oh, so a runner."

"If you want to put it that way, fine, but I'd still prefer if you called me Deliveryman."

Liu Zheng insisted.

"Alright, Deliveryman. When both your hooves hit a target simultaneously, you can activate the power of both marks, and the force should be considerable, though you yourself might also be affected."

The Snow Horse said.

"Will I have a head left?"

"Probably."

The Snow Horse thought for a moment and said.

"That'll do."

As long as there's a head left, it's fine. He's used plenty of destructive moves like this, so one more doesn't bother him.

Besides, he still has the "Iron Block" defense skill. Using "Iron Block" before kicking might even leave more of his neck.

"And take this."

The Snow Horse opened its mouth and spat out a bird-beaked horn.

"As long as you blow it, I can hear it within ten kilometers and know your location."

"You better get there quickly, don't wait until I'm dead to come collect the body."

Liu Zheng received the horn without additional item details.

"Complete your promises before we talk."

The Snow Horse glanced at him, nodded at Doctor Nile, and vanished into the forest as a specter.

"Hand it over."

Liu Zheng turned his gaze and extended a tentacle to Panda.

"Hand over what?"

Panda asked, puzzled.

"Being a bodyguard, shouldn't you deduct pay when the employer loses a leg?"

"Huh? Didn't you step on it yourself?"

Panda said, shocked.

"Couldn't you stop me?"

He said with righteous indignation.

"You didn't tell me to stop you."

"So if I don't tell you to protect me, you won't protect me? As a bodyguard, you need to fully utilize your initiative, understand?"

Liu Zheng reprimanded.

"I... suppose I'm just unlucky."

Panda pulled out a wad of cash helplessly.

"Very good. Remember, in our delivery crew, we adhere strictly to rewards and penalties."

He pocketed the bills, satisfied.

"Seems like power crushes below," Panda muttered under his breath.

This tactic was used often when its master reprimanded it, it just didn't care to point it out.

"Master Yaksha, are you joining us in the car or staying under it?"

Liu Zheng asked Yaksha.

"We have our ways, won't delay the journey."

Yaksha replied with a sullen face.

"Fine, suit yourself. But let me remind you, if you hide to watch the show again, I won't be using anyone else's help to kill."

His face wore a smile, but his words were full of murderous aura.

"Rest assured, I won't give you a reason to, human."

"That's for the best. Let's go, back to the car."

Liu Zheng hopped on one leg towards the armored vehicle, followed by the crowd who wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

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