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?!

Standing in front of three elevators, Liu Zheng didn't hesitate and directly entered the one for Samurai Yifa.


He didn't meet the requirements for the crying woman's elevator, and as for the chuckling old man's, he had no time for chess right now.


Although he was quite interested in the rewards from those two elevators, more pressing matters took precedence.


Anyway, Liu Zheng had a hunch that he would come back again.


"Is this your true form? Indeed, it seems worthy of battle."


The moment Samurai Yifa saw Liu Zheng, his eyes lit up.


Without another word, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.


"Enlighten your butt, I'm busy, no time, just let me go."


Even though they were both violence enthusiasts, he was different from the battle-crazy types like Samurai Yifa.


His destructive urges stemmed from dissatisfaction with the world, whereas someone like Samurai Yifa simply enjoyed fighting.


Chapter 406: French Kiss, and Twice at That