Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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"It's the same 'Ascension Hairy Tea' you drank last time, but it's fifteen years old."

"The ox and horse said."

"Weren't they only selling the leftovers?"

"This box of moss is completely contaminated and has to be disposed of."

"Why buy it if it's polluted?"

"You can't drink it, but that tree should be okay. A case is only 10000, where else can you buy something this cheap from the Russians?"

"The ox and horse said."

"Okay then, you can use this first, I'll give it to you when I get back."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

After a while, the ox and horse returned carrying a box of wine.

Upon opening the box, there were six beautifully packaged wine bottles inside.

However, the originally pure white porcelain bottle was now covered with colorful stains.

After looking at it for just a few more times, he felt dizzy.

Name: Fifteen-Year Ascension Moss Wine (Contaminated)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

Effect 1: Gain the 'drunken' status.

"Effect 2: Gain the state of 'Ecstasy'."

Effect 3: Gain the 'Hemolytic' status.

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Note: Pain is pleasure, hell is heaven, praise to the supreme blissful heavenly being."

"Drunk: The player's mental state and perception are temporarily reduced, while strength and physique are temporarily increased, and the player is immune to some mental attacks."

"Ecstasy: All of the player's senses are transformed into pleasure, and the pleasure derived from pain is doubled."

"Hemolysis: The player's blood will be highly corrosive."

Goodness, drinking one bottle would be so incredibly refreshing, right?

Liu Zheng's eyes twitched as he looked at it; this thing was even more bizarre than black goat calf eyeball sashimi.

"What exactly contaminated it?"

he asked.

"I don't know, it seems there was a problem during the smuggling process."

The oxen and horses shook their heads.

"smuggling?"

"Nonsense, if it were from legitimate channels, it would have been returned immediately. You wouldn't be the one getting a bargain."

Niu Ma gave him a look that said, "You little brat, you don't know what's good for you."

"Oh. Can I return it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"sure."

The ox and horse nodded.

"what?"

"Go and return it yourself."

"whispering sound."

He knew it.

After chatting for a while, the ghostly hand reached in.

Unsurprisingly, it gave Liu Zheng the middle finger again.

"Little brat, you're quite persistent."

He smiled.

Then, taking advantage of the cattle and horses' inattention, he grabbed a bottle of wine and stuffed it into Ghost Hand's hand.

"Hey!"

The cattle and horses immediately bellowed.

"How much kickback did you get for that box of moss?"

Liu Zheng turned his head and asked.

"Mmm, these chicken feet are braised until they're very tender."

The cattle and horses lowered their heads and continued eating.

He turned around and saw Ghost Hand raise the bottle three times at him before retreating.

"What do you mean? You want me to go find it after midnight?"

Liu Zheng was completely baffled.

"It means you should have three more bottles."

"Ox and horse interrupted."

"Really?"

"fake."

"hehe."

He mentally gave the middle finger to cattle and horses.

But it's worth a try, since he has money now anyway.

"Boss, save me three bottles of wine."

Liu Zheng said.

"You actually believe that? Fine."

Anyway, these are all low-quality liquors, and even if you add them all up, they won't amount to the kickback from that case of Maotai.

Who will take this order?

He picked up the takeout order.

"It's yours."

The ox and horse pretended to be generous.

It was already considering running away with the bucket, so naturally it had little enthusiasm for its work.

"alright."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Anyway, he wanted to try out the legendary delivery box.

Check the contents of the takeout order.

"Meal: Garlic Rice and Pork Brain (one serving)"

Address: Room 1503, Building 7, Jiahe New Residence Community.

Time limit: within one hour.

Liu Zheng glanced at the map; the distance was about four kilometers.

There is plenty of time.

He slung his delivery box over his shoulder, then rolled up some moss and a black bag, and walked out of the break room.

Upon opening the food container on the food cart, a waft of hot, garlicky steam immediately rose up.

Beneath a thick layer of garlic sauce was a purplish-red ellipsoid covered with short tendrils.

It still looks alive, with its tentacles swaying back and forth in a certain rhythm.

Liu Zheng seemed to hear a kind of buzzing murmur in the air.

"Rational decline exemption successful."

A system notification suddenly sounded, bringing him back to his senses.

"Goodness, looks like another tough one."

He plugged his ear canal with two tentacles and then looked at the item description.

Name: Garlic Rice with Pork Brain

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Low probability of gaining the 'telepathic' ability, low probability of gaining the 'mind's ear' status."

"Note: Red-headed Mi-Go Freddy, it murmurs in the dark."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Telepathy: Players will gain the ability to communicate with others telepathically, regardless of language and race."

"Hear of the Mind: Players can hear sounds that normal people cannot hear."

"He's really a tough nut to crack."

Liu Zheng sighed.

While telepathy is appealing, the effects of telepathy are equally devastating.

Whose voice is so good that normal people can't hear it?

Can a good voice be one that a normal person can't hear?

Especially in this bizarre world, it's fine when the legendary disguise is active, but once he finishes delivering the food and is on his way back, he'll probably lose all his rationality.

This brain, whoever wants to eat it can eat it.

Liu Zheng shook his head and walked into the dark passage.

Chapter 35 Because I am human

"Yo."

Liu Zheng waved to him from a distance.

The plane tree glanced at him and turned its face away.

"Hey, is it really necessary to treat me like this?"

He said speechlessly.

"Don't you have any self-awareness? You're a thief of collectibles!"

The plane tree cursed.

"I traded it for something."

Liu Zheng refused to admit it.