Runaway Bottle

Welcome to Hell’s Game.
[Entering instance: Bloody Restaurant]
[The position you applied for: Delivery Person]
[Your customers include: a fat otaku emitting a corpse stench, a maid who bursts at the slightest disagreement...]
[Your colleagues include: A boss who's too pretty to be human, A cow or a horse in the literal sense, a man-eating tree that swears in French...]
Facing these incredible characters, Liu Zheng, who wanted to be a decent person, had no choice but to give up on humanity.

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

The massive stone man rotated in place, stirring up a gentle breeze.


Meanwhile, the lemon juice in the barrel also spun around, enveloping the stone man in a bubble-like wrap.


As the stone man continued to spin, the lemon juice bubble grew smaller and smaller until it was completely and evenly absorbed onto its surface.


The skeletons let out cheerful yet spine-chilling laughter as their hollow eye sockets looked towards Liu Zheng.


Shisan yao handed him an oversized syringe with a needle.


"Minister, what do you want me to do with this?"


It couldn't be because massaging the stone man was so tiring that they had to inject the masseur with chicken blood before starting, could it?


"Of course it's for work. You use this to draw lemon juice, then cover all the spots on Mr. Shi that haven't been coated yet,"


Chapter 381: Down-to-Earth Beauty Shi Tiantian