Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

“I guess he probably won’t. But that’s not the point. The important thing is that I sensed the Chaos Club’s presence in him.”

The nightingale whispered in her ear.

"Then you still dare to let him work for you? Aren't you afraid the city hall will cause you trouble?"

"Fortune favors the bold. Everything that comes from the Chaos Club is incredibly profitable."

"The Kingslayer Chess is not bad, but it is a flawed product that has passed through several hands. If you want to make big money, the Kingslayer Chess alone is not enough."

"The nightingale said."

"You're crazy."

The female diver shook her head.

"In this world, you can't be ruthless enough if you're not crazy, and you can't stand firm if you're not ruthless. I don't want to be used as nourishment for my brothers."

"Well"

Caught off guard, the female divers could only let out a weak, low moan.

Chapter 101 Liu Zheng's ratio of feed to meat is 1:1

The receptionist saw Liu Zheng come down the stairs and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly concealed it and put on a smile.

"How about it?"

She stepped forward and asked.

"It was a little different from what I expected, but the result was still pretty good."

Liu Zheng nodded.

Although the blond hair turned blond, the female diver was still tricked into going fishing.

In some ways, this result is actually better.

"What about Vlad III?"

The receptionist asked expectantly.

"I'll go back and ask, but I can't guarantee anything."

Liu Zheng said.

"Then I will await good news from my master."

The receptionist said obediently.

"By the way, what's your name?"

he asked.

"You can just call me Ai'er, Master."

"I want your real name."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

Upon hearing his words, the receptionist's expression changed.

The fangs she had painstakingly installed popped out again, and her fingertips turned slightly white.

"If I don't tell you, will you not help me get Vlad III?"

She asked in a cold voice.

"Of course not, I will keep my promise to you. It just means I'm deciding whether or not to consider you a friend."

Liu Zheng said.

Does it make a difference whether we're friends or not?

“The difference is huge. People who know me know that I’m always generous to my friends. For example, if you can’t afford the price of Vlad III, I can consider letting you pay in installments.”

He said.

"So, what is your real name?"

After a moment's hesitation, the receptionist asked.

"I'm asking you."

"My real name is Emile."

The receptionist pursed her lips and whispered in Liu Zheng's ear.

"My name is Liu Zheng. Here, take this and eat it."

He took the copied "pickled fish dish" out of the takeout box and handed it to the cashier.

This food won't be of much use to him; it's better to use it to do him a favor.

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

The receptionist was flattered.

This is takeout from the Bloody Restaurant, even her blood father wouldn't order it.

"I told you, I'm always generous to my friends. You'll see later that a takeout order is nothing."

Liu Zheng said arrogantly.

His domineering attitude, however, drew admiration from the receptionist.

"Actually, she can be my girlfriend too."

She said it hesitantly.

"Then forget it."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

"Why? Am I not pretty enough? Am I not big enough? You were clearly peeking at me just now."

The receptionist puffed out her chest unhappily.

"Ahem, that was actually a strength assessment."

"Tch. Are you saying vampires have a bad reputation?"

The receptionist thought of a possibility and quickly explained.

“I’m not like those promiscuous guys. My family is Puritan, and we’re very strict. I’ve never kissed a boy before.”

Good heavens, Puritan vampires, what a hellish joke.

“It’s not your fault. I promised the fisherman I would date a female diver. If I try to have my cake and eat it too, he’ll just feed me to the fish.”

Liu Zheng found a reasonable excuse.

"It's okay, I'll wait until you break up."

The receptionist said nonchalantly.

Anyway, she's a vampire, so the one thing she has plenty of is time.

"Then come on."

Putting aside whether he can actually win over the female diver, even if he does, the breakup will probably be the end of his game.

"By the way, Emil, do you need the money urgently?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don't need it urgently. Do you want to borrow it?"

"That's what the receptionist asked."

"If you have some spare cash, then lend me some."

He said with some embarrassment.

He's been on a shopping spree lately, so he doesn't have much money left.

"I can lend it to you, but on one condition."

The receptionist thought for a moment before speaking.

"What conditions?"

"Just let me suck some blood."

The receptionist said with a smile.

"Hey, it's no big deal. I thought you were going to make me write an IOU."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll put it in for you directly. How much do you want? Is one pound enough?"

He took out a boning knife and asked.

With "rebirth of flesh and blood" in his body, his ratio of raw material to meat is basically 1:1. Not to mention blood, he can have as much bone marrow as he wants.

"That's enough. No need to add anything, I can just inhale it."

The receptionist licked her lips.

"Suck... Won't it turn me into a vampire?"

Liu Zheng had some doubts.

He's not in a normal state right now, and if he awakens his "vampire bloodline," there's a high chance of conflict.

"Don't worry, becoming a vampire isn't that simple. It would consume my life essence. Even if you wanted to become one, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you."

"That's what the receptionist said."

"Okay. Be gentle, this is my first time."

Liu Zheng closed his eyes, looking like he was ready to be picked at will.

Two tentacles quietly reached into the pocket; one contained a teething toy, and the other contained a golden finger.

"Don't worry, I'm very skilled, I won't hurt you."

The receptionist smiled and leaned close to his neck.

Then, he took out a straw.

"what?"

Liu Zheng's expression changed to o.0?

"It's more hygienic this way. Don't worry, I've disinfected all the tableware with ultraviolet light."

The receptionist said smugly.

"Fighting poison with poison, is that right?"

He had barely uttered a complaint when the straw pierced his neck.

The receptionist wasn't lying; it really didn't hurt much, just like being pricked with a needle.

Although it's unclear how a paper tube could pierce his shell, there's no need to be so clear about the strange inhabitants.

As the receptionist made a sucking motion, Liu Zheng could clearly feel his blood being drawn away, stream by stream.

Waves of weakness washed over me, only to be quickly replaced by the regenerated blood.

Overall, it wasn't uncomfortable; in fact, it even had a strange sense of pleasure.

He suddenly understood those who liked to perform bloodletting therapy.

"Hiccup~"

After what seemed like an eternity, the receptionist finally stopped and let out a burp.

Her eyes were vacant, her cheeks were flushed, and all the veins in her body had turned the same purplish-red as Liu Zheng's blood.

He looked like he was in a dazed state, as if he had eaten too much and was having indigestion.

Would you say he poured his heart and soul into the front desk?