Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The next second, a tank appeared out of thin air in the storage room.

Chapter 74 The Cannons Fire and Bombard Liu Zheng

The rounded turret, the sloping armor, and the iconic five pairs of road wheels.

He's clearly a hero among tanks.

"For our great teacher!"

The Red Phantom roared deafeningly and fired at Liu Zheng.

The 85mm tank gun roared to life, and a red high-explosive shell whistled as it struck the target.

The explosions rang out almost simultaneously, and in just a moment Liu Zheng was blown to pieces.

It's not over yet.

The tank's external flamethrower sprayed out scorching flames, burning the remaining debris into nothingness.

"Don't burn it all."

A weak voice rang out.

"why?"

Red Ghost asked, puzzled.

"I can't live like this."

"as you wish."

After a moment of silence, Red Ghost spoke.

After burning about two-thirds of the residue, the flamethrower stopped operating.

As the flames died down, Liu Zheng sat unharmed on the electric chair.

It's as if what just happened was just an illusion.

Only the newly grown, black, rotting seaweed on his head proved the arrival of the gospel.

"It looks good overall, but it would be even better with a different hairstyle."

Liu Zheng scratched his head and said.

Instant noodle hair isn't fashionable anymore.

Moreover, given his face shape, a side parting further accentuates his charisma.

"You seem very optimistic."

Red Ghost put away the tank and looked at him with great interest.

"You've survived, so why not be more optimistic?"

Liu Zheng countered with a question.

This dungeon was already ridiculously difficult, and his series of questionable actions only made the situation more complicated.

But the more this happened, the more determined he became to live on.

The joy of fighting against Heaven is endless, the joy of fighting against man is endless.

Fighting these inhuman bastards is like having Lay's potato chips taste like Sichuan peppercorns – it's so fun it's intoxicating!

Moreover, Liu Zheng wasn't just finding joy in hardship.

The saying goes, "high risk, high reward." Since the dungeon is so difficult, the rewards are naturally substantial as well.

He now has two perfect-grade items. Although he can't take them out of the dungeon, he can trade them.

Even if we don't want cattle and horses, we definitely want plane trees.

Even if you can't get a perfect-grade item, you can at least get some powerful, excellent-grade items.

He cleared the first dungeon and was decked out in god-tier gear; wouldn't that make him take off like a rocket?

Liu Zheng's intuition told him that other players' beginner dungeons would definitely not be this difficult, and the rewards would definitely not be this high.

Of course, he didn't consider that the difficulty of subsequent dungeons would also increase.

Life is already tough enough, why make it harder on yourself?

"Aren't you the same?"

Liu Zheng said to Red Ghost.

Those children can no longer be considered alive, but it continues to teach them and try to help them live normal lives.

“I have basically eliminated all traces of divine intervention. Unless something unexpected happens, you will not hear the gospel again.”

"But the parts you ask to be preserved will still slowly change your essence. Once you are completely inhuman, I will have no choice but to destroy you as well."

Red Phantom changed the subject.

"It's okay, I'll just stay far away when the time comes."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

Anyway, he'll probably be back to reality by then.

If you're so capable, let Red Ghost escape from the instance and hunt him down.

"But the advantage is that you generated a lot of electricity this time, enough for the shelter to use for more than ten years."

There was a hint of amusement in Red Ghost's tone.

"Shouldn't we give them some extra reward?"

Liu Zheng climbed up the pole.

Those streetlights even know to give their workers year-end bonuses.

"No."

Red Ghost said bluntly.

"whispering sound."

He curled his lips.

"But if you run into trouble, you can come to the shelter to take refuge."

Red Ghost said.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng said this insincerely.

He trusted the London plane tree more than the red ghost.

And he probably won't come back to this sewer again.

"You can come to the shelter as long as it's a safety door in the sewer."

Red Ghost added.

"Thank you very much."

This time, Liu Zheng's gratitude was much more sincere.

He has to keep coming to the sewers unless he catches a giant whale.

The existence of a shelter is equivalent to having an extra safe house.

Although the entrance to this safe house was a bit hard to find, it was still pretty good.

"Alright, you should go now."

Red Ghost said.

"really."

Liu Zheng glanced at the time; there was only one hour left.

When the two returned to the classroom, the lights were already on.

The classroom was brightly lit, but apart from the children's clothes and hair accessories, everything else looked gray and gloomy.

Goodbye, Mr. Electrician.

Galya bid farewell warmly.

The other children waved along with them.

Liu Zheng smiled and gently rubbed her head.

"If possible, please bring some cake and juice. It's their birthday in a few days."

Red Ghost said in a low voice.

"Their birthdays?"

"That's right. It's also their death anniversary."

Red Ghost said.

"You can even blast back a divine descent, so why don't you go up and do it yourself?"

"Would you rather die slowly in your dream or die suddenly upon waking?"

Red Ghost countered with a question.

"That's probably a slow death."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

We should live one day at a time, and maybe a miracle will happen.

If he had committed suicide after learning he had a terminal illness, he wouldn't have had the chance to be chosen by the Hell Game.

"That's what they chose too. So it's better for everyone if I don't go up."

Red Ghost said calmly.

"The flag of the old era has fallen, but the ship of the new era has not yet arrived."

"I will stay here until they make a new choice, either to decay completely or to be reborn."

When it spoke, it exuded a strong smell of decay.

Liu Zheng only took one sniff and felt as if he had already entered his old age.

It doesn't matter if he has ALS, anyway, he probably won't live to see the onset of the disease.

The delivery time doesn't matter anymore, I can make it even if I walk slowly.

The legendary deliveryman's hat doesn't matter anymore. Even if the legendary deliveryman is dead, I can't possibly be stronger than him even if I collect the whole set.

He even began to think that staying in the shelter wasn't so bad.

No need to work, no need to risk your life against others, and no need to scheme and trade with others.

Just stay there for ten or twenty days, then settle the dungeon.

It's still a bit small.

Forget it, there's nothing to get excited about.

That's it, isn't that living?

If I can't live, I'll die. That's just how it is.

As Liu Zheng's consciousness gradually waned, the purplish-black outer shell on his body began to turn grayish-white.

"Wake up, soldier!"

With a sharp shout, something cold pressed against Liu Zheng's forehead.

He suddenly woke up and saw a rocket launcher.

"Is this how you wake people up here?"

Liu Zheng broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but complain.

"No, they are still children."