Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Niu Ma hung up the phone.

Goodness, this stereotype is really accurate.

Don't let dog lovers hear this, or they'll pee on your legs.

Liu Zheng smiled and continued walking forward.

Actually, there was no need for Niu Ma to remind him so hastily. He hadn't eaten or drunk anything before entering the dungeon, and his stomach was completely empty.

Even if you force him to metabolize, he still won't.

Hmm, this is weird.

Liu Zheng stopped and clenched his corpus cavernosum.

It's really fucking exciting!

He looked around and found that the dungeon world and reality had many similarities. For example, the types of roadside trees were the same as in reality, mainly camphor trees and plane trees.

He even found a few photinia trees. Luckily, it wasn't flowering season, otherwise the streets would be full of life.

Liu Zheng walked quickly to a camphor tree and unzipped his zipper with one hand.

A pale yellow arc fell, splashing a few water droplets on the tree bark.

"I've been feeling quite hot and bothered lately."

"Yeah, I ate too much barbecue."

Liu Zheng replied casually, then turned his head.

Not far away, a plane tree was staring intently at him and his tools of the crime.

"It also smells of alcohol, is it moss?"

The plane tree sniffed and a few pieces of bark fell off.

"Ascension moss, 53 degrees."

Liu Zheng silently put on his pants.

"Good stuff, quick, pop it into my mouth."

The plane tree eagerly opened its mouth.

"Answer me a question first."

"Ask quickly, ask quickly."

"What the hell are you?"

"Isn't it obvious? I am a tree."

The plane tree looked at him strangely.

Are people these days really that stupid?

"Then why can't it talk?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the camphor tree beside him.

"Because it's mentally challenged."

The plane trees return.

"Intellectually disabled?"

"That's right, all the trees on this street are mentally challenged, and I am the only unique genius."

The plane tree proudly stated.

"Even if they are mentally challenged, why don't they have faces?"

He found Huadian.

"A mentally challenged person can't even speak properly, what's the point of having any self-respect? It's a waste of their energy."

The plane tree said this with a straight face.

Admittedly, there is some truth to what it said.

"Ok."

Liu Zheng shrugged, then turned around to find another place.

"Hey, didn't I tell you to show it off in my mouth?"

The plane tree shouted.

"I don't flaunt my oral fetishes."

He said this without turning his head.

"I'm not a human being."

"No other trees will do."

"What a hassle. Tell me, what do you want in return for me to drink it?"

The plane trees return.

"I want a car."

Liu Zheng stopped and tentatively spoke.

"No."

"Little electric scooter".

"nor."

"A bicycle will do, right?"

"No, no, I'm a tree, a tree, you know?"

The plane trees shook their branches violently, and leaves fell to the ground.

"What can you give me? Hurry up, I need to deliver some food."

Liu Zheng urged.

"This is all I have."

A thick, long tree root emerged from the soil and dropped a white walking stick on the ground.

Name: Human Bone Cane

Type: Equipment

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Increases movement speed by 10%."

"Note: There was once a conman who liked to sell crutches to able-bodied people, and later he had his leg broken."

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

Exchanging a pee for a prop is a very worthwhile trade.

But Liu Zheng didn't go over to pick it up right away. Instead, he looked at the tree root that hadn't been pulled back.

"Just asking, you're not planning to eat me, are you?"

He asked, his eyes darting around.

This human bone cane couldn't have grown out of the ground.

Chapter 6 A Piece of Meat, A Question

"How can that be?"

The plane tree instinctively wanted to deny it, but its mouth kept opening and closing without making a sound.

"Let me guess again, is it that you can't lie?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

The plane tree simply shut its mouth.

What is the best thing you own?

He rolled his eyes and asked tentatively.

"I can't lie, but that doesn't mean I have to tell you. You idiot human."

When the truth came out, the attitude of the French plane tree immediately turned hostile.

"Then let's make a deal, Mr. Tree."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"I would never do that with a human, that's just fucking."

The plane tree started swearing.

"You throw your cane at me, and I'll throw my pee at you."

He suppressed a laugh as he spoke.

"Why should I believe you?"

"It's a plane tree," the sycamore tree said arrogantly.

"Want some alcohol? Not the kind that smells like urine, but real alcohol. We also have juice, cola, coffee, and milk tea."

"Wait, wait, you can get all of these?"

The branches of the plane tree were positioned correctly.

"Don't forget, I'm a deliveryman for the Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng pointed to his uniform and said.

“I know, if you weren’t a restaurant employee, I could eat you right now.”

The plane tree rolled its eyes.

Several tree branches shot out like venomous snakes, circling around his head as if in defiance.

He was shocked.

I thought it was because we weren't within attack range, but it turns out it wasn't because some condition was met.

It seems that being a restaurant employee is indeed a form of camouflage; no wonder Niu Ma gave him more courage outside.

"I can't guarantee I'll get it, but I promise that once I get the drinks, I'll trade them with you."

Liu Zheng said.

"Alright, human, you've convinced me."

The branches of the plane tree twitched twice.

"You have to say that I genuinely wanted to make a deal with you, a human being."

he emphasized.

"I mean it. Oh, purée!"

The French plane tree once again launched into a tirade of profanities.

Liu Zheng watched silently as its defenses crumbled, its branches and leaves swaying wildly.

"Alright, I really want to make a deal with you, human."

After a moment, the plane tree finally accepted reality.

"Then answer one question for me first: how can I complete the transaction safely?"

"I cannot attack you as long as you don't step on the soil or take my things without permission."

The plane tree said cheerfully.

It is surrounded by a ring of soil with a diameter of two meters, and the soil is almost black in color.

"Then throw me your cane, and give me a container for my urine."