Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He looked at its rough, cracked bark and said sincerely.

"Good to know. Since the song is pretty good, tell me, what do you want to change it to?"

"That's what De Lego said."

Does it exist?

Liu Zheng's voice abruptly stopped.

He suddenly realized that telling it about the gluttonous snake might also be considered revealing information about the restaurant.

Although the connection was somewhat forced, he wasn't going to take the risk.

Liu Zheng considered his words carefully and changed his question.

"I need to beat a game. Is there anything that can improve my dynamic vision and reaction speed, or something that can help me beat the game directly?"

You mean Snake, right?

De Lego's answer surprised him.

"you know?"

"I've eaten quite a few of your restaurant staff's brains, although they all tasted weird."

Dai Lego's tone was somewhat disdainful.

"Can you process all those memories?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"No, I can only digest a small portion. Besides, I can't know too much about the restaurant, so you'd better not ask."

Dai Lego shook the tree crown.

"Oh. Since you know, then pick one suitable for me."

Liu Zheng didn't intend to ask.

Last time I asked the female boss a question out of turn, I was almost beaten to death by Niu Ma.

Judging from the way Lego looks, its strength is probably even greater than that of cows and horses.

"You're lucky, kid. I actually have something good."

After a surge of black soil, the tree root threw a golden finger at Liu Zheng's feet.

Name: Copper Fingers

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When used appropriately, it grants one save/load (S/L) opportunity."

"Note: Life is a bad game because you can't save/load."

"Goodbye."

Putting away his copper fingers, Liu Zheng ran towards the direction of Yipin Tianshu.

Behind him, the rock music from De Lego seemed to be reaching its climax.

The plane trees swayed their branches and leaves wildly, and dozens of roots, laden with bones, burst out of the earth and danced wildly in the air, emitting a mournful howl.

Bones of various shapes collided and clashed, like a chaotic dance of demons.

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"First-Class Villa"

Four large gilded characters span the marble archway, and an oval-shaped building rises from the ground behind it.

Two security guards stood ramrod straight at the gate, there was another guard in the security booth, and there was also a guard at the entrance to the underground parking garage.

"The property management fee for this residential complex must be 10 yuan per square meter, right?"

Looking at this personnel configuration, Liu Zheng secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

He picked up the takeout box and walked towards the door.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

A security guard stopped him.

He was strong and powerful; his pectoral muscles were almost bursting out of his security guard uniform.

His waist was bulging; it was unclear what kind of weapon he was carrying.

"A bloody restaurant that delivers takeout."

Liu Zheng also straightened his chest.

Although he doesn't have as big a chest as others, and his clothes aren't as stylish, he wins by a lot in terms of temperament.

"Where's the order?"

The security guard reached out his hand.

"this."

He handed the takeout order to the security guard.

"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter this community. Give me your takeout and I'll deliver it to you."

"That's what the security guard said after looking at the takeout order," he said.

"coming!"

Liu Zheng thought to himself.

As expected, food delivery is not as easy as it seems.

While security guards shouldn't dare to steal takeout food and shouldn't deliver it to the wrong address, there's no way to confirm who signed for it.

"The restaurant requires that the food be delivered to the person who placed the order. Could you please make an exception for me?"

He tried to communicate.

"Who said you're my brother?"

The security guard gave him a disdainful look.

"Either you give it to me, or you don't send it at all."

He put his hands behind his back and looked down at him as he spoke.

"Not negotiable?"

"Give me a piece of meat, and I'll let you in."

The security guard licked his lips.

"Row."

Liu Zheng frowned, but ultimately chose to compromise.

"And us."

Suddenly, he felt a darkness above his head.

Before I knew it, all the security guards had gathered around, their faces full of ill intent.

"hehe."

Faced with the encirclement, Liu Zheng simply smiled wickedly, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

"Boss, have you finished delivering the food?"

he asked respectfully.

"On our way back, what are you doing?"

"I'm having some trouble here; the security guard won't let me into the community."

Liu Zheng said.

"None of my business, figure it out yourself."

The ox and horse said irritably.

"I got something good, boss. You don't want to miss out on the game's completion rewards, do you?"

"grass!"

On the other end of the phone, it sounded like the sound of screeching brakes.

"It's impossible for me to help you."

After a moment, the ox and horse spoke.

"However, if they can't reason with you, you can use physics, understand?"

"That's it"

Liu Zheng hung up the phone and suddenly kicked a security guard in the groin.

"You should have told me earlier."

He gave the security guards a friendly smile.

Chapter 10 Mr. Li

"what!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the clouds.

Looking at the security guard's distorted face, Liu Zheng felt a strange sense of comfort.

This dungeon world was filled with ambiguous and dubious things, constantly putting pressure on his mind.

Those indigenous people who were neither human nor human also made him feel irritated from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Zheng simply kept suppressing his thoughts, trying to stay rational to the point of numbness.

Now, that familiar wail has returned.

It was as if he wasn't in a game instance, but had returned to reality.

If you get hit, you'll scream; if you get killed, you'll die. What a reassuring rule!

"Hahaha."

Liu Zheng burst into wild laughter and ripped open the security guard's clothes.

A standard-issue dagger, still in its sheath, appeared before his eyes.

"Oh, so that's it."

He drew the dagger, gripped it with his hand behind his back, palm down, the tip of the blade protruding from the knuckles.

"You guys are really unlucky."

Liu Zheng ducked to avoid a security guard's punch, then an upward thrust struck him squarely in the neck.

He hadn't formally trained in combat, but he happened to know a little about dagger techniques.

The unfortunate security guard stared wide-eyed, reached for the dagger, and tried to stop Liu Zheng.

But the next second he pulled out the dagger, severing the lizard muscles of two fingers in the process.

Bright red blood spurted out from the ruptured artery due to high pressure, spraying all over Liu Zheng's face.

This made him even more excited.

"Oh!"

A powerful punch landed squarely on his right cheek.

Liu Zheng shook his head and looked at the security guard who had hit him.

The smile on the latter's face had long since vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

"Don't be so nervous, smile, okay?"

he reassured.