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?!

"That won't do, if you're not leading the way, I'm afraid others will bully me."


"They bully you? With your capabilities, it's good enough if you don't bully them."


"I don't care, my uncle personally handed me over to you, you can't just ignore me."


Yaoji glared at him, but saw nothing in the darkness.


"You've gone through so much trouble for me and haven't gotten any rewards yet. If I were to die just like that, then you'd really be at a loss~"


Liu Zheng elongated his voice as he spoke.


"Moreover, those golden balls were all produced by me, if they found out you don't care about my life or death, then forget about borrowing them in future~"


"You dare to threaten me, do you really think I'm not your leader?"


"...Can you guys standardize the way you address people?"


Chapter 391: In the Metropolis, This is No Joke