It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

It can be seen that it does not want to go against Oink.

"What's the reason?"

The pig-headed man asked again.

"Of course I'm short of money."

Liu Zheng looked at it strangely.

Who would sell meat if not for lack of money?

"What are you going to do with the money?"

Oyinke didn't get angry and continued to ask.

"Buy the Bloody Restaurant and have it work for me."

He pointed at the cows and horses.

"Hey, you bastard."

Niuma glared and was about to hit him, but was stopped by Oyinke's look.

"You have been exploited to the point of selling your flesh, and you want to use the money you earn to exploit others?"

There seemed to be a hint of coldness in Oyinke's tone.

"You're just bragging. It's hard for me to live now, and I have to have some practical ideas to support myself."

Liu Zheng smiled and said.

"Interesting. I want your meat."

Oink laughed three times and threw the iron rod into the fireplace.

The orange flame suddenly exploded, reducing the front leg to ashes.

“What a waste.”

Liu Zheng sucked a mouthful of saliva.

He could tell it wasn't the front leg.

"Want to eat? Pick one."

Oink pointed to the iron pots and said.

"I will give every customer who sells out a bowl of soup as a gift."

"Now, it depends on your luck."

Chapter 27 Cut into pieces

Liu Zheng didn't hesitate to check the pots one by one.

The parts that float to the surface are all the same, onions, carrots, celery, rosemary, cilantro, etc.

There was a thick liquid beneath the soup, and nothing could be seen.

At the same time, the system does not have any prompts.

He thought about it and stretched out his tentacles.

"See, I'll cut wherever you move."

Oink couldn't bear it any longer.

"It's not money."

After a pause, it added.

"Tsk."

Liu Zheng smacked his lips.

"Then let's do this."

He pointed to the one in the middle.

For no other reason than symmetry.

"It seems like you're not very lucky."

Oyinke shook his head and took out the cutlery from the cupboard behind him.

Soon, a bowl full of broth was served in front of Liu Zheng.

"Drink it, so you can get on the chopping block."

The pig-headed man said gently.

Liu Zheng looked into the bowl. The soup looked much clearer than when it was in the pot. A few red-eyed flies were fluttering in the soup, as if they were still alive.

"Name: Hell Dragon Fly Spicy Soup"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Poor”

"Effect 1: Loss of taste. Duration depends on physical condition."

"Effect 5: Physical fitness is permanently reduced by points."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

He looked at the spicy soup with a troubled look on his face.

It’s not because there are hell dragon flies in it. I’ve eaten eyeball sashimi before, so this doesn’t make a difference.

Mainly, they are all negative effects, the most terrifying of which is the permanent reduction in physical fitness.

Liu Zheng's real physical strength was only 12 points, and this one kill almost half of it.

If he clears the dungeon and gets rid of the "flesh and blood deformation" state, he will probably become paralyzed on the spot.

“Can you pack it up?”

Liu Zheng asked seriously.

"I can pack you up."

Oink replied seriously.

"Ugh."

He sighed, lowered his head and took a sip.

The extreme spiciness dealt a heavy blow to his taste buds, and the sulphur taste in his mouth dealt a second blow to his brain.

"Hihahahaha!"

Liu Zheng stuck out his tongue and drooled profusely, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

"tasty?"

Oyinke asked.

"No, not spicy enough."

He slowed down and spoke word by word.

"Your mouth needs to be stewed for at least eight points."

Oink laughed in silence.

"Why, you can't bite the sashimi?"

Liu Zheng continued to be stubborn.

"I don't eat humans, even though you humans have eaten me. After all, I am half human."

Oink shook his head.

"But I will sell them your flesh, just as you did to me."

It said lightly.

"Like the Bloody Restaurant?"

As soon as the words fell, the fire in the room dimmed instantly.

Oink's shadow stretched and expanded infinitely, turning into a demon holding a giant axe.

"Didn't you tell him?"

It tilted its head and asked the cows and horses.

"I didn't expect him to ask."

The cows and horses looked helpless.

No, how did we get to talking about supplying restaurants?

As a food ingredient, do you have such initiative?

"It turns out that the Bloody Restaurant has a classic dish, roasted suckling pig."

The fire in Oink's eyes shone brightly again.

"I am that pig."

In the suffocating silence, Liu Zheng slowly spoke.

"Does it smell good?"

"I smell your mother!"

The cows and horses cursed loudly and kicked Liu Zheng to the ground with their hooves.

After kicking it over, he hit it a few more times, and all four tentacles were crushed into meat paste.

"It seems his brain has gone bad since he stopped being a human being. Please don't be surprised."

It kicked and shouted.

"You want to protect him?"

Oink revealed its thoughts.

"After all, he called me boss."

The cows and horses said humbly.

"You can't cover it."

Oink also shook his head.

"Just give it a try. We all come from breeding farms. You won't kill me."

The cows and horses lay on the ground with their bellies exposed.

Even wagged his tail.

"You must have learned this move from Black Claw."

Oink frowned deeply.

"Black Claw died a long time ago."

Niuma said.

"Oh. No wonder I haven't seen it selling meat for so long. Was it made into dog meat hot pot?"

Oyinke asked.

"I went to the landfill to open a treasure chest and got my guts turned upside down."

Niuma said calmly.

"It's still stupid."

Oink sighed.

"I originally told it to stay in the sewer. If it couldn't do anything else, it could be my doorman."

The pig-headed man shook his head.