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?!

"Mr. Shi, I just want to confirm, do you prefer physical SM, or mental SM?"


After all, mental torture is still torture, sometimes even causing much more lasting harm than physical torture.


"Mr. Shi says it prefers the physical kind."


Active mental torture requires higher skill, and he truly didn't have much experience with that.


Physical torture was simple, just beat them up.


"You don't think physical torture is simpler than mental torture, do you?"


Thirteen Yao saw right through his thoughts.


"Indeed, that's what I think, Director."


"You might not be wrong when it comes to others, but for Mr. Shi... Mr. Shi, may I demonstrate to this ignorant newbie?"


Chapter 382: Never Met a Man Who Deceived Me So Deeply