Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"It's you, you annoying bastard. What good stuff have you gotten your hands on this time, coming to see me so late?"

It first looked disgusted, then became excited.

"No, I was just passing by. I heard your singing and came over to say hello."

Liu Zheng said.

"whispering sound."

The plane trees have moved their faces away, ready to continue their song.

"But I did bring you something."

He took out a bottle of sake and placed it on the ground.

"If you get tired of singing, take a couple of sips to moisten your throat. I'm off."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles, then turned around.

"Hey, wait a minute."

The plane tree called out to him.

"What are your orders, Your Excellency De Lego, the most talented rock singer in the city and a respected French nobleman?"

Liu Zheng turned around and smiled.

"This gentleman never eats or drinks for free. Tell me, what do you want in exchange?"

Dai Lego tried hard to remain calm, but his mouth was stretched so wide that his thorax was almost showing.

"This is just a gift between friends. If you insist on returning the favor, then tell me some information."

he said helplessly.

That bottle of sake was just ordinary quality; you couldn't get anything better in return.

This tree may be generous, but it's not stupid either.

"What information?"

"Niu Ma plans to take me to the black market to make money. Do you have any advice for me?"

he asked.

"It's here too?"

The plane tree looked around and soon spotted the cattle and horses hiding in the corner.

"spit!"

It spat a mouthful of tree sap onto the ground.

Almost simultaneously, Liu Zheng also heard a hiss coming from the corner of the wall.

"Do you two have a grudge?"

he asked curiously.

"That bastard tried to trade fake liquor, and when I found out, I beat him up."

The plane tree snorted and said.

Liu Zheng was filled with respect.

He can beat up Niu Ma, who has been an "Outstanding Employee" for three terms. He truly deserves to be called the street bully of this street.

"We've already fought, let's just move on from this."

He advised.

"Fuck you. That bastard put herbicide in the liquor, and it's made me feel awful for days."

The plane tree said fiercely.

"You knew it was fake alcohol, why did you still drink it?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

How will I know how fake it is if I don't drink it?

The plane tree said this with a straight face.

"you're right."

He gave in.

"I've never been to the black market, so I don't have any information for you."

"It's a plane tree," said the French plane tree.

"Never mind then. Goodnight."

"Wait a moment."

The plane tree called out to him again.

"how?"

"Take this away, I don't like owing favors."

A tree root drooped down, with a wriggling piece of flesh hanging from it.

Name: Emergency Rations

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Automatically used after becoming an 'empty shell' to make up for minor defects."

"Note: It's always good to have more friends, especially when you're hungry."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

A life-saving item, a good thing.

Liu Zhengzheng was about to step forward to take it when he suddenly stopped.

He looked down at the ground; the moonlight was blocked by the dense foliage of the plane trees, and it was pitch black beneath them.

Liu Zheng bent down, almost folding himself in half.

Then, he smelled the stench of the soil.

"It's hard to guard against it."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"It's so hard to get a bite of meat."

The plane trees sighed even more.

"Let's go through the process again."

he suggested.

"Sigh. I genuinely want to make a deal with you, human. You can make up the difference next time."

The plane tree said resignedly.

"Sure, sure, move forward a bit."

Liu Zheng extended his tentacles and removed the piece of flesh.

The moonlight shone down again, illuminating the distorted human face on the piece of flesh.

"You continue, I'll go first."

He turned and left, leaving the plane trees there looking dejected.

"What did you change this time?"

The ox and the horse asked.

"this."

Liu Zheng took out emergency rations.

"Oh, this is good stuff."

The ox and horse's eyes lit up.

"With this thing, we might be able to make a fortune."

It spoke softly.

"What did you say, boss?"

"It's nothing, let's go. The black market will be closed soon."

It urged.

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at their destination.

A deep, dark alley, its entrance shrouded in a constantly twisting, smooth black mist.

"Put your hand in."

Niu Ma said to Liu Zheng.

"why?"

"This is the rule of the black market: to check the identity of visitors and prevent other things from sneaking in."

"It's like a cow and a horse," Niu Ma explained.

"What are the other things?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Are you here to make money or to do scientific research? Hurry up!"

"The ox and horse said impatiently."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and reached his hand into the black mist.

The texture was strange, like passing through a layer of cooled lard.

"hiss!"

He suddenly bared his teeth.

Something inside bit him; it wasn't a deep bite, but it hurt.

On the other side, cattle and horses also stuck their hooves in.

Soon, it made the same sound.

"I thought you were used to it."

Liu Zheng joked.

"Nonsense, I'm not a masochist."

The ox and horse rolled their eyes and rubbed their hooves with a pained expression.

"Besides, my hooves are so delicate."

"hehe."

A few seconds later, the black fog turned red.

"Okay, go in."

The oxen and horses led the way and went in.

As soon as it entered, Liu Zheng felt an intense sense of being spied on.

"They really are bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong."

He pursed his lips and walked into the red mist.

In an instant, a feeling of suffocation enveloped him.

Liu Zheng felt as if he had fallen into a giant block of butter, which was constantly being rolled and squeezed.

He held his breath and swam forward, waving his four tentacles.