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

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It opened its mouth wide, bit the bottle, pulled out the cork with its tongue, and gulped down the wine.

"Tsk, you're trying to fool me with cooking wine again."

Niuma spat out the wine bottle and said dissatisfiedly.

"It's good to have cooking wine. Tell me quickly."

The white-feathered chicken urged.

"In addition to money, you can also win welfare points from scratch tickets."

Niuma finally stopped keeping us in suspense.

“What are welfare points?”

"Welfare points are a welfare policy created by the city hall. Both non-citizens and citizens can use welfare points to redeem material or non-material things."

Niuma said.

"For example?"

"For example, citizenship, job opportunities, low-rent housing, and entrance exams without exams are mostly things that the rich can't use and the poor can't afford."

Niuma introduced.

“That sounds pretty good.”

At least non-citizens can redeem them, and prizes like job opportunities and low-rent housing sound very practical.

"Yes, but you have to be able to afford it. A low-level job opportunity costs 1000 welfare points. Do you know what the highest prize I've ever won is?"

Niuma asked.

"How many?"

"100 point."

"Ahahaha, one tenth, not bad."

Liu Zheng comforted.

"And the second highest is 10 o'clock."

Niuma said expressionlessly.

"Then this winning rate is quite objective."

He said politely.

"But you have always had good luck, you can give it a try."

Niuma said as he looked at the remaining clown makeup on his face.

He is so capable of causing trouble. If he had bad luck, he would have died long ago.

“What’s the best prize you can redeem?”

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"a meal."

Niuma said.

"What kind of food?"

"It's not the meal that matters, but who you eat it with."

Niuma said.

"Who?"

"Supreme Chancellor."

Niuma spoke word by word.

"Sigh~"

Liu Zheng took a breath of cold air.

"How many points does that cost?"

he asked.

"One hundred million."

"Only 100 million?"

Liu Zheng was surprised.

This is the Supreme Speaker, the person standing at the top of the power pyramid in the metropolis. People like Si Xue, Mr. Li, and Peacock are probably just like ordinary people in front of the Supreme Speaker.

"It's only 100 million. The highest prize I've heard of is only 1 million. And the welfare points cannot be transferred, and they are reset every ten years. This means you have to win this kind of jackpot ten times a year, or almost once a month."

"Do you still think it's too little now?"

Niuma sneered.

"There are so many extraordinary people in the metropolis, there must be someone who can always win the prize, right?"

Liu Zheng was not scared.

Fishermen all have things like black koi that increase their luck, so other strange residents must have them too.

"Of course. But that's what City Hall is for."

Niuma said.

"How to say?"

“Why do you think City Hall allows non-citizens to redeem welfare points?”

Niuma asked back.

"In order to ease the conflict, give the lower classes some false hope?"

He thought for a moment and said.

"That's part of the reason. Another reason is to lure those 'unstable' non-citizens into the trap."

"Because the ability to consistently win big prizes is often disordered or out of order."

Niuma said.

"I see."

Liu Zheng nodded.

It is very much in line with the style of the metropolis.

For such a large city with a complex population to maintain its current state of being bad but not chaotic, it goes without saying that the city hall has great skills.

I just don't know whether the Supreme Chancellor is a policy maker with extraordinary intelligence or a policy defender with extraordinary military power.

Or maybe both.

"So don't even think about the top prize if you really win it."

Niuma hesitated for a moment and then continued.

"Just help me exchange a box of eugenics medicine."

"Okay."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Don't you even ask what this is for and how many welfare points it costs?"

He agreed so readily that the cows and horses felt a little uncomfortable.

"You are my boss, so it is only natural for me to give you a gift. Why are you asking?"

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"That's what you take before trying to conceive. It can increase the chances of your next baby passing the 'birth test'."

The white-feathered chicken suddenly interrupted.

"It seems you have touched something dirty."

It looked at the cows and horses with a smile.

"As if you haven't touched it."

The cow and horse rolled their eyes.

“I don’t plan on having kids.”

"You are amazing, you are noble, okay."

Niuma said perfunctorily.

"You are too greedy, cow and horse."

The white-feathered chicken shook his head.

"Even if you become the head of the department, family is too much of a luxury for the employees of the Bloody Restaurant."

"None of your business. Anything else? If not, go back to your kitchen."

The cattle and horses began to drive the chickens.

"hehe."

The white-feathered chicken picked up the soup pot and left the lounge.

"Boss, if you really want that eugenics drug, I can get another black koi."

After it left, Liu Zheng took the initiative to speak.

"But you'll have to help me bear the side effects."

"forget it."

The cow and horse rolled their eyes.

"You tortured me half to death last time. If it happens again, I will only be able to give birth to a posthumous child."

"That's fine."

He was just expressing his gratitude. Since the cows and horses themselves were unwilling, then forget it.

But think about it, considering the cause and effect involved in Liu Zheng's current situation, if his luck value drops to 0, he dare not imagine how serious the disaster will be.

It is possible that the god corresponding to that gospel will directly descend upon the metropolis.

Or you can directly order takeout to be delivered to Chaos Club.

Just as Liu Zheng was daydreaming, Niu Ma's phone rang again.

"I'm your fucking operator."

It couldn't help but complain.

But after taking a look at the number, his expression immediately became respectful.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell him."

After hanging up the phone, Niu Ma raised his eyebrows at Liu Zheng.

"I just said the boss would be very happy."

Chapter 213 Bad News: The Boss Didn’t Wear Anything Again

"The boss sounds happy?"