Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"However, seeing that you're a good kid, I can go on vacation a week later."

It turned its head and said.

"That's really good news."

Liu Zheng smiled.

With the NPC Niu Ma guiding him through the tutorial, he felt much more at ease.

The transaction was completed, and the cow and horse lay to one side, admiring the vacation voucher repeatedly.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is Paradise Island?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That's an artificial island built by the city hall, specifically for outstanding talents from all walks of life to vacation. It has the most advanced entertainment facilities, the most beautiful scenery, the most abundant food, and the most professional service staff. Most importantly, all of this is free."

The oxen and horses said longingly.

"It does sound like heaven."

He felt that this rhetoric sounded familiar.

"Nonsense, otherwise why would it be called Paradise Island? Just being able to go up there once would be worth it even if I got fired the next day."

"The ox and horse said excitedly."

"Uh, there's a story, would you like to hear it, boss?"

After all, the ox and horse had helped him a lot, so Liu Zheng decided to give them a reminder.

"Let the fart go."

The ox and horse said irritably.

"Once upon a time, there was a closed underground city where people worked under constant surveillance, leading a very dull and boring life. But every now and then, a lucky person would be chosen to go to the legendary Paradise Island, where they would never have to work again and could enjoy life."

"But in reality, those people are all clones. The so-called trip to Paradise Island is just to be dissected and have their organs transplanted to their original bodies."

This is the plot of "The Island," which Liu Zheng found quite shocking when he first watched it.

"That's interesting. Where did you hear that from?"

The ox and the horse asked.

"I just made that up."

"You have quite the imagination. It's a pity that Paradise Island is a real place. I have a relative who has been there."

The cows and horses licked their noses.

How did he get this opportunity?

"He spent his life savings on scalped tickets. After returning home, he committed suicide."

"The ox and horse said."

"why?"

"Because he knew he would never have the chance to go again."

"The ox and horse said calmly."

"So, you, boss?"

“I’m different from him. He’s a widower, while I have a wife. Besides, I’m young and an excellent delivery driver for Bloody Restaurant.”

"Even if you don't do business with me, I can save up enough in another ten years or so to buy a scalped ticket."

"The ox and horse said proudly."

"awesome."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

"low profile."

"Just asking, sir, are you badly injured?"

he asked suddenly.

"I just have enough breath left to kill you."

The cow and horse replied with a forced, insincere smile.

"hehe."

"hehe."

Chapter 16 The Legendary Deliveryman's Disguise

"Another job has come in."

The oxen and horses looked towards the doorway.

The control panel was pushed open again, and a thin, bony hand slowly reached in.

"I'm curious, is it actually a hand?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don't know, why don't you try pulling it in?"

The ox and horse urged.

"Let's talk about it when my brain becomes inhuman too."

"whispering sound."

The ox and horse shushed him and ignored him.

Liu Zheng walked over and picked up the new takeout order.

"Meal: One Fishman Family Bucket"

Address: Room 606, Building 4, Green Country Garden Crazy City

Time Limit: One Hour

Looking at the map, at his current speed, it would take him about half an hour.

It looks like a very simple order, just like the first one.

"By the way, boss, how do I know in which situations physical delivery is possible?"

With his current strength, he shouldn't need to be as cautious as he was at the beginning.

"There's nothing I can do; even I'm not entirely confident."

The ox and horse shook their heads.

"Talk if you can, otherwise just fuck it. Anyway, in Bloody Restaurant, you can't expect to live to retirement."

It said lazily.

"alright."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

After inspecting the food and leaving the house, he went straight to the Lego store.

From a great distance, he could hear the catkins singing like chainsaws twitching.

“Aux armes, citoyens!”

“Formez vos bataillons!”

"Marchons, marchons!"

A tree singing Marseillaise, and a solo at that—quite romantic!

Liu Zheng found it amusing, but his steps unconsciously followed the rhythm.

The heavy hooves of sheep pounded on the asphalt road, their footsteps echoing like war drums in the street.

The plane trees seemed to notice as well, and their singing grew even louder.

“Qu'un sang impur!”

“Abreuve nos sillons!”

As he approached the black soil, De Lego waved his entire body of branches, bringing the performance to a perfect close.

"Great accompaniment, making my roots spin, love comes from France. HOLY SHIT!"

The plane tree turned to look at Liu Zheng, its features contorted in shock.

"That last sentence isn't in French, is it?"

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"Of course you should swear in English. Wait, what happened to you?"

"I'm shocked," Delegault said.

"After eating black goat sashimi and drinking Hell Rock Coke, this is what happened."

He shrugged his tentacles.

"Haha, serves you right, serves you right for stealing my Coke."

Dai Le Gao laughed loudly.

"Hey, we're business partners, can't you have a little compassion?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"I don't even have a heart, yet you talk about compassion? Have you lost your brain too?"

The plane tree rolled its eyes.

"Hehe. Okay, I'll keep that stuff for myself."

He turned around, as if to leave.

"Wait, you brought moss?"

"I'm surprised," Dai Lego asked.

"Maotai? What kind of company is it that I'd exchange a Paradise Island vacation voucher for?"

Liu Zheng scoffed.

"real or fake?"

Dai Lego's eyes widened.

It certainly knows the value of the Paradise Island double vacation voucher. What kind of top-quality drink could be worth exchanging for it?

In an instant, more than a dozen legendary fine wines flashed through its mind.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng opened the wine box and then immediately closed it.

Even though it was only for a fleeting moment, the plane trees still saw the bright red blood.

"La vache! Quick, quickly, spit it into my mouth."

"Delego screamed."

Green saliva seeped from its lips and dripped onto the black soil.

"Can you afford to replace it?"

Liu Zheng said, feigning contempt.

“Foolish human, my wealth is beyond your imagination.”

Dai Legao scoffed.

"Don't try to fool me with useless stuff. You know, I only want things that are useful to me."

he emphasized.

"this one"