Liu Zheng: You Want Me to Help Someone Become a Buddha? Seriously?

"You can't really discuss those two pieces of information you want here."

The Half-Whitehead security guard said with a bitter expression.

"Then tell me something you can talk about."

Liu Zheng said considerately.

"Like what?"

"For example, how do I get an Honorary Homeowner Medal for this complex?"

He gave an example.

It was only after delivering food to the Miniature Man for the second time that he finally understood the true value of the Honorary Homeowner Medal.

Just the fact that it earned him the cooperation of property management and homeowners while working made it an incredible tool for gathering information if used well.

As for being able to freely enter and leave the complex, its value was not yet apparent, but it would surely come in handy someday.

And since Green Laurel Garden Crazy City had a Novelist and such a high frequency of forced deliveries, getting an Honorary Homeowner Medal here could only be the right move.

"An Honorary Homeowner Medal? That thing isn't easy to get."

The Half-Whitehead security guard hesitated before speaking.

"Is it going to take a long time? If so, wait until I get back from this delivery."

Liu Zheng said, glancing at his phone.

"Not that long. The requirements for getting an Honorary Homeowner Medal in this complex are simple in one sense, but difficult in another."

The Half-Whitehead security guard shook his head.

"Quit keeping me in suspense. Tell me already."

He urged him on.

"As long as you get recommendations from ten new homeowners or three homeowners who've lived here for more than ten years, you can receive an Honorary Homeowner Medal. They must be the actual property owners; family members and tenants don't count."

The Half-Whitehead security guard said.

"Are the two households I delivered to old homeowners?"

"They