It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 121 Senior, you want me to save your woman?

"Not long after she came out of the sewer, people from the city hall took her away for investigation."

Said the Ama.

"Isn't it quite simple? Why are you still investigating?"

Liu Zheng said.

They didn't do it on purpose, so at most it's considered negligent injury.

“City Hall does things without explanation.”

The Ama said, imitating that mechanical and domineering tone.

"Okay. Doesn't she know someone at the city hall? Shouldn't we be able to get her out?"

Nightingale wanted to use the Regicide Chess as its main product, relying on its relationship with the City Hall.

"Some people in their family don't want her to come out."

The Ama sighed and said.

"Oh."

It’s just a feud between wealthy families, causing them to become enemies.

This kind of drama is so disgusting in real life.

"If you don't want to accompany me to the garbage disposal plant, then find a way to help me fish out the nightingale."

Said the Ama.

"Is this your true purpose?"

Liu Zheng came to his senses.

"Yes."

The Ama admitted it frankly.

"Then I might as well go to the garbage disposal plant with you."

He even suspected that the female divers had lost their minds.

Liu Zheng is a delivery man, and you ask him to go to the city hall to rescue someone?
Why didn't she just let him jailbreak directly?
"If you do me this favor, I can give you my most precious thing."

The Ama gritted her teeth.

"Ah, are you non-humans also so feudal?"

"What are you thinking? I'm talking about the relics my mother left me."

The Ama was speechless.

"Oh. What is that?"

"I don't know. I never opened it after she gave it to me. My mother just told me to open it if the Chaos Club came to me one day."

Said the Ama.

"Um"

Liu Zheng fell into deep thought.

If it was something else, even if it was of perfect quality, he would not have gotten involved in this mess.

But if it's an item that can be used against the Chaos Club, I'd still be quite tempted.

After all, he still had a gold card of the Chaos Club in his pocket.

Although there is nothing abnormal for now, it might explode at any time.

"I'll get back to you after I think about it."

Liu Zheng said.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Niuma.

"Boss, can you get someone out of the city hall?"

"puff!"

Niuma spit out all the beer in one gulp.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng was far away.

"I didn't get carried away myself, but you helped me get carried away first, right? I'm just a food delivery guy, and I'm going to the city hall to rescue someone with my head on my shoulders?"

It was all amused by Liu Zhengqi.

"Why don't you just ask me to help you break out of the prison?"

"Uh"

Why does this conversation have such a strong sense of déjà vu?

"I'm just asking. After all, you have such a wide network of contacts, what if you know someone who can get things done?"

Liu Zheng said.

"You have more connections than I do. Isn't your cheap father-in-law quite powerful? Ask him to help you get the person back."

Niuma suggested.

"He's trapped in the sewer now, I'm afraid he can't free himself."

He shook his head.

"Then don't you have a rich mistress?"

"She was the one who asked me to rescue the person."

As soon as Liu Zhenggang finished speaking, he realized that Niu Ma was probably not talking about the mermaid.

"Boss, are you talking about the guy who ordered takeout for me?"

"Yeah, who do you think I'm talking about?"

The cows and horses also reacted.

"Fuck, you have so many mistresses that you can't even count them all, right? Damn it, don't move, I'm going to kill you right now, you greedy, greedy bastard."

It cursed and was about to get up and beat Liu Zheng.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. Boss, wait a minute, you can beat me up after I finish the call."

He begged for mercy.

"Humph."

The cow and horse lay down again, making a gesture as if they were wiping their necks with their hooves.

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly and called the novelist.

"Senior, what do you want me to do?"

The novelist's voice was still respectful and slightly ambiguous.

"How's the novel going?"

He also used the opening remarks that they were both used to.

"I've shown it to the editor, and he said the gimmick and the pace are good, so it should be a work."

The novelist said excitedly.

"That's great. Have you finished the outline?"

he asked.

"I don't have an outline, but I have written a detailed outline of thirty chapters. Can you help me take a look?"

the novelist asked cautiously.

"send it."

Soon, the phone received a new message.

Liu Zheng opened it and saw a very long text message.

He felt that the technology of this world was as strange as its inhabitants.

You say it's advanced, but its phone can't even send files.

You may say it is low-level, but its mobile phone can send text messages that are much longer than in reality.

Liu Zheng curled his lips and reviewed the novelist's chapter outline.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes nodded slightly, and sometimes had a dark look on his face.

Five minutes later, he called the novelist again.

"Twenty of your thirty chapters are devoted to picking up girls?"

"Yes, is there a problem, Senior?"

"Then why are you writing a career story about rebirth? Just write a harem story about rebirth."

Liu Zheng sighed and said.

"Career and harem should not conflict. I saw that the rebirth career novels on the best-selling list also had harems."

The novelist argued.

"There is no conflict, but there is a question of priority here. Your title, introduction, and the first few chapters all emphasize that your protagonist is reborn to pursue a career. Then, if the readers who were attracted to read the book find out after ten chapters that you have been writing about love, what do you think will happen?"

he asked.

"Will you be disappointed?"

The novelist replied hesitantly.

"Wrong, it's swearing! I'm swearing at you for selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton." Liu Zheng said sternly.

"I"

The novelist shrank back in fear.

“A novel can have no chapter outline or even no synopsis, but it must have a main point.”

"As the plot unfolds, you can add a lot of minor highlights, but the main highlights must account for the majority."

"Otherwise, it's called a refreshing shift."

"Have you figured out what the main point of your novel is?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Reborn to pursue a career, to make up for the regret of having accomplished nothing in the previous life."

The novelist replied immediately.

"So what are you writing now?"

he asked loudly.

"Her, the harem."

"So do you understand what you should do?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"Senior, I've figured it out! I should significantly increase the protagonist's career plot."

"That's right. Occasionally, we should add some pretentious plots to make the readers relax."

He added.

"Yes, Senior, I understand!"

the novelist shouted back.

"Your editor is not very good, change him."

Liu Zheng suggested.

"Okay, senior. I'll have someone deal with him right away."

The novelist said without hesitation.

"Well, that's not necessary."

He was so excited about scolding that he forgot that this guy was essentially a monster.

"Okay, then let him live."

Novelists are quick to accept good advice.

"Let me ask you this: is he really a dog?"

"Yes, the regressive dog-headed people are no different from dogs except for their intelligence."

The novelist said.

"hehe."

He shouldn't have doubted the diversity of species in this world.

"I want to see if you can do something."

Liu Zheng got to the point.

"Senior, please tell me."

"I have a friend who was taken away by the city hall for investigation. Can you get her out?"

He said straight to the point.

"Is she a girlfriend?"

The novelist's intuition is very sharp.

"She's a female friend, but don't worry, she and I are just doing business."

Liu Zheng didn't know why he had to explain, but he explained it subconsciously.

"It's okay, Senior. It's normal for a good writer like you to have several girlfriends."

The novelist said tolerantly.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt as if a knife-like arm had just passed over his head.

"In fact, they are not even friends. I helped her just to get an item that is very important to me from her girlfriend."

Liu Zheng explained in more depth.

"Girlfriend."

The novelist seemed stunned.

"Then can I ask why she was arrested and investigated by the City Hall?"

"It's like this, we were having a fishing competition in the sewer, and I accidentally caught the eggs in the sewer."

He briefly described what happened.

"So it turned out that the big commotion outside was caused by Senior. You are worthy of being a Senior. You are so cool!"

The novelist was even more excited than when he had just discussed the manuscript.

"Keep a low profile and don't spread it."

"Yeah. If that's the case, then it's not impossible to rescue him."

The novelist said after hesitating for a few seconds.

"What do you need me to do?"

"A galaxy-level private room in a bloody restaurant, and a first-class standard dinner."

The novelist thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, I'll ask. What about you, what do you need me to do for you?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Friendship can only last if there is give and take.

"My predecessors have done a lot for me. Writing novels is my only dream. There is no greater reward than helping me to move forward on the road of writing novels."

The novelist said seriously.

"No, I don't think it's enough."

His attitude was very overbearing.

"Then, when I want to publish a book, please help me think of a title and introduction."

The novelist said gently.

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng saw Niu Ma looking at him strangely.

"What's wrong, boss?"

he asked strangely.

"Nothing. I just want to sell you to the black market as a gigolo. How much can you make in one night?"

The cows and horses looked him up and down.

"Didn't you say before that I was unworthy of being a gigolo?"