Chapter 38: Residential Community Honorary Owner Medal

The descent was rapid, as if an invisible hand were dragging Liu Zheng downward. Everything before his eyes played back at double speed. However, the windows on every floor were veiled in shadows, concealing whatever lay within. Recalling the scoring mentioned by the triangular-eyed security guard, Liu Zheng took a deep breath and curled his body into a ball.

His core muscle groups, warped and mutated, fired at full capacity, driving his body to spin like a top. A sixteen-and-a-half-turn aerial rotation! Accompanied by a burst of enthusiastic applause, he violently extended his body a split second before hitting the ground. Sixteen-and-a-half-turn aerial rotation followed by a vertical landing. Thunderous applause echoed throughout the entire residential compound.

Lying on the ground with over half his body shattered and suffering from severe internal hemorrhaging, Liu Zheng gazed up at the gloomy sky. Indistinct figures appeared at the edge of the rooftop, making various gestures of admiration toward him. Others booed, likely dissatisfied that he had actually survived. Liu Zheng suddenly realized the inconvenience of no longer being human; he had no way to flip them off.

"Pah." He spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with organ fragments onto the ground, just to vent.

"Congratulations, you have completed this challenge with excellence." The triangular-eyed security guard walked over. "Now, we will announce the results of this challenge." He solemnly produced an envelope and pulled out a slip of paper. "Discarding one highest score, 9.99 points. Discarding one lowest score, 9.96 points. The deliveryman contestant’s final score is 9.97 points! Let us congratulate the deliveryman contestant for becoming the champion of this rooftop bungee-cordless vertical landing challenge!"

The security guard crouched down and raised Liu Zheng’s tentacle. Thunderous applause erupted as dozens of ethereal figures emerged from the air, surrounding them. "Next, we invite the Director of the Homeowners’ Committee to present the prize to the contestant," the security guard announced.

A figure significantly larger than the others stepped out from the crowd and pinned a bronze medal to Liu Zheng’s chest.

"Name: Jiahe New Residence Honorary Homeowner Medal"
"Type: Item"
"Quality: Excellent"
"Effect: Allows free access to Jiahe New Residence; all property staff and homeowners will cooperate with you while you are working."
"Note: Collecting five Honorary Homeowner Medals will grant an additional effect."
"Can be brought out of the instance: No."

The large figure patted his shoulder and then vanished along with the other apparitions. The security guard’s expression returned to its usual indifference as he walked toward the compound gate.

"This prize is actually quite interesting." Liu Zheng touched the medal on his chest. With this, those who ordered food later shouldn't refuse the delivery. He wondered what the additional effect of collecting five medals would be—perhaps becoming an honorary homeowner of every residential compound? With the Legendary Deliveryman vest and the Honorary Homeowner Medal, delivering food would become much simpler.

However, that might not be the case. He remembered the sprinkler truck; such a thing hadn't appeared on his delivery route before. Perhaps the beginner protection period had ended. As his survival time increased, he might encounter dangers on the way back to the restaurant as well. He couldn't rely on throwing money to solve every problem; the Legendary Deliveryman’s hat was a must-have.

While lost in thought, Liu Zheng waited for his body to heal. A few minutes later, he regained his mobility. "It’s getting faster." His recovery speed was at least double what it had been when he first mutated. Aside from the bonus from the legendary vest, the fundamental shift in his being must also be a significant factor. He wondered if, once he had completely transformed, Mr. Li would specifically request his eyeballs as a snack for his liquor. Liu Zheng sneered and walked toward Building 7.

He was in luck; the building where he performed the bungee jump was Building 9, right next to Building 7. Despite the time lost to the sprinkler truck and the challenge, he still arrived at the door of 1503 ten minutes early.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!" Liu Zheng pounded on the door.

"Click." The door opened immediately, but he saw no one who had ordered the food. Could it be that all the homeowners in this compound were invisible? Liu Zheng felt a bit annoyed. He tentatively swiped his tentacle through the air, but touched nothing.

"Hello, your delivery has arrived. Please come out and get it," Liu Zheng shouted into the room.

"Who are you shouting at?" A tiny voice came from below.

"Eh?" He looked down. A person only the size of a fist was looking up at him, appearing very angry.

"Sorry, I didn't see you just now," Liu Zheng apologized quickly.

"Then don't look!" With a loud bang, the door slammed shut.

"Damn, I was just telling the truth, is there any need to be so angry?" He was speechless. Speechless or not, he still had to deliver the food. He knocked on the door again. This time, Liu Zheng knocked for a full three minutes before the door to 1503 opened again.

"I’m warning you, human. Just because I’m small doesn't mean I’m easy to bully. Get out of my sight immediately, or I’ll scoop your brain out spoonful by spoonful and feed it to my dog," the miniature person threatened. This time, he wasn't looking at Liu Zheng’s face, but staring at his crotch.

"You have a dog?" Liu Zheng’s expression turned slightly strange. At that size, was he raising the dog, or was the dog raising him?

"Tindalos!" The miniature person seemed to know he was thinking something very rude and let out a loud roar.

From the corner of the living room, a tumorous, purplish-red mist suddenly billowed out. A bizarre creature leaped from it. Its body was slender, composed of an exoskeleton riddled with holes, and swirling, glowing mist emanated from within. The contours of its face changed constantly, like a wax figure melting and cooling repeatedly. The only constant features were its eyes, which emitted a scorching red light, and its protruding jaw. This creature, which could hardly be called a dog, flicked a long, straw-like tongue and lunged at Liu Zheng in silence.

He had no way to judge its strength, but from its appearance alone, he could tell this was no pushover.

"Wait a moment, I have this!" In the nick of time, Liu Zheng took off the Honorary Homeowner Medal and held it up. "Stop!"

The sharp tip of the tongue stopped mere millimeters from his brow. Liu Zheng even felt the phantom pain of his skin being pierced.

"Tindalos, sit," the miniature person ordered. Tindalos whimpered a few times and sat obediently on the floor, its eyes fixed on Liu Zheng, full of predatory desire.

"For the sake of the Homeowners’ Committee, I’ll let it slide this time. Use your brain before you speak in the future; others might not have as good a temper as I do," the miniature person said coldly.

"Then how should I have said it?" he asked, seeking advice.

"You should have said, 'I’m sorry, sir, my eyesight is poor; I didn't notice your majestic figure,'" the miniature person said with a dubbed-film accent.

"Pfft." Liu Zheng used all his effort to suppress the urge to laugh out loud. "Your art of conversation is truly breathtaking," he said sincerely.

"Very well, leave it there." The miniature person was satisfied with his attitude. Liu Zheng took out the meal and placed it on the shoe cabinet by the door.

"Then I wish you a pleasant meal," he said politely.

"Wait a minute, do you want to earn some extra money?" the miniature person called out to him.