Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"dross!"

Before Liu Zhengxian could even finish speaking, the rambutan started spraying.

Some rambutans even made sounds similar to train whistles, which sounded quite angry.

"You carnivorous plants are saying that it's malicious for humans to eat insects. Isn't that a bit much?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"Eating insects isn't disgusting."

"Drinking together is disgusting."

Rambutan No. 1 said.

"Huh? Then you shouldn't drink the same groundwater."

He said.

“Our roots will separate us, each individual drinking its own.”

Rambutan No. 1 said.

"Fine, you guys are so great, so high and mighty."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

To be fair, becoming a witch's body isn't entirely without its advantages.

At least he can give the middle finger now.

"continue."

After a moment of silence, Rambutan No. 1 spoke.

"Continue with what?"

"We want more of the disgusting things, in greater detail."

After another moment of silence, Rambutan No. 1 spoke.

"Huh? That's it."

Liu Zheng stroked his chin, as if he understood something.

"That depends on how much you can give me."

He gave a lewd smile.

The Werewolf game section has ended; the mystery of the werewolf village section will end the day after tomorrow.

Chapter 95, the most exciting episode.

"what would you like?"

Rambutan No. 1 asked.

"I want to know the truth about the villagers' disappearance."

Liu Zheng said.

"I don't understand."

"Then I want to win the game."

He changed his request.

"I want a lot, that's great!"

"No problem, straighten out your organs and listen carefully."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

All the sacs of the rambutan stopped opening and closing, and the flagella stopped wagging.

“I once got caught in the rain with my neighbor.”

He said.

"nausea."

“When it rains, we close the liquid sac.”

"We would wear thin clothes and huddle together to drink the rainwater."

He continued.

"How disgusting!"

"Worse than animals!"

"Like insects!"

"Just kidding, we weren't wearing any clothes."

After a pause, Liu Zheng said.

"Oh oh oh!"

The rambutans' closed sacs opened a tiny crack.

"We'll also take out an ice cream and eat it together."

"Disgusting!"

"Worse than an insect!"

"Humans have no shame!"

The rambutans spoke very strongly.

"I'm just kidding you, it's all licking, and it's all the same thing."

"Oh oh oh oh!"

The sacs of the rambutan were fully open.

"That first sentence was also a lie to you."

Liu Zheng drawled out his words.

The rambutans didn't speak, only their whip-like hairs swayed restlessly.

"Not with my neighbor, but with my sister."

“Ohh ...

"Ahhhh!!!"

The rambutan's flagella trembled violently.

After a series of rapid opening and closing of the sac, plant sap mixed with spores was sprayed out.

Liu Zheng always felt as if he had done something that violated morality or even ethics.

But then I realized that neither I nor the other person could really be considered human, so I let it go.

"I dare say you must be the most filthy human being."

Rambutan No. 1 said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, you guys are really lucky."

"If it were any other human being, you would never hear such disgusting things."

He readily admitted it.

“We don’t want to hear it; this is something you’ve forced upon us.”

The rambutans said in unison.

"Yes, yes, I am so disgusting, so evil. I have to squint with one eye because of the Satan tattoo."

Liu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

"We cannot fight against evil like you."

"Take this and let's go."

"We don't want to see you, but if you insist on coming again."

"We have no way."

The ground beneath the rambutan suddenly cracked open, and a tangled mass of roots burst forth from the soil.

Liu Zheng felt this scene was familiar; could the plane trees be related to them?

The roots untangled, and a cloaked corpse fell to the ground.

Liu Zheng removed the corpse's hat, revealing an aged woman's face to him.

For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity.

The old woman clutched a bottle of reagent tightly in her hands; inside the bottle was a black flame intertwined with lightning.

He tried to take the reagent bottle, but the old woman's hand was like a hydraulic clamp, and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge.

On a sudden impulse, Liu Zheng grasped the old woman's hand.

Although the body had lost its body temperature, he still felt a trace of warmth.

Without any effort, the old woman automatically released her hand.

Liu Zheng picked up the reagent bottle.

"Congratulations to player number 8 for obtaining the Blasphemous Elixir."

"Use this card to transform it into the corresponding Divine Favor Card and cause a significant change in the victory conditions. Please decide whether to use it carefully."

"Child, have you made up your mind?"

An ethereal voice echoed in his ears.

"Then let's wait for now."

Liu Zheng put the blasphemous potion into his pocket.

Perhaps because it wasn't converted into a Divine Favor Card, the host didn't make an announcement this time.

He searched the old woman's body and found another letter.

There were no stains on the letter this time, but the content itself was not much.

“I lost my daughter, my granddaughter.”

“I have lost my family’s legacy.”

"I can't lose her again."

"She is the best Morgana, the hope of the family, my treasure."

“Priest, tyrant, you must die.”

"Forest Spirit, Nightingale, I'm sorry, I cannot purify you."

"Let's perish together."

Morgana, Liu Zheng remembered that it was the name of a very powerful witch.

And since he is a witch, and he feels familiar with this old woman, could he be the best Morgana mentioned in the letter?

The priest—this is the second time this person has been mentioned.

He was placed alongside the tyrant, and it was said that they both had to die, clearly indicating that both were on the evil side.

Senling and Nightingale sound like acquaintances of the old woman, but since they are said to be unable to be purified, they must have also fallen into the evil camp.

Senling, could it be the spirit of this forest?

Liu Zhengzheng was about to put the letter away when he noticed some faint marks on the back.

He picked up the letter and held it up to the sunlight, struggling to decipher its contents.

"They all deserve to die!!!"

Under the sunlight, the handwriting appeared slightly reddish.