Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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"The nightingale said."

Liu Zhenggang was about to explain the principles of gender equality to her, but after glancing at the product description, he fell silent.

That woman is right, this potion really can only be drunk by him.

Name: Male Cyclops Potion

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Increases Strength by 200 points for three seconds. Limited to male players. After use, the user will suffer massive damage (the higher the Constitution, the lower the damage)."

"Note: Do you want to be a dwarf for life, or a giant for three seconds?"

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

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

With 200 points of strength, if he drinks that, he could probably swing cattle and horses around like a child.

However, judging from the effects and description, this thing should also be a self-harming prop.

However, as long as it's not an instant death, it's not a big problem.

Liu Zheng pulled out the stopper and drank the eyeball and medicine together without even chewing.

"The 'Male Cyclops Potion' has taken effect."

As soon as the system notification sounded, his muscles immediately swelled.

The tangled muscle tissue tore directly through the skin and carapace, exposing it to the air.

Liu Zheng could feel his joints groaning under the strain.

It seemed as if the slightest movement would cause all the bones in his body to fall apart.

Liu Zheng took a deep breath and lifted the rod upwards with all his might.

Blood and bodily fluids spurted out, making him look extremely miserable.

But this force also became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The fishing rod was lifted high, and a huge fleshy ball with vein-like bulges on its surface floated to the surface.

One end of it was still connected to a thick, long tube of flesh, and milky white liquid was spraying from the cut.

Bang!

The ball of flesh fell onto the shore; it was extremely bouncy and bounced several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

The medicine expired just as it was about to be administered, and Liu Zheng disintegrated from the neck down into bone fragments and flesh.

“I don’t recall black goat calves having such vitality.”

Nightingale looked at him with surprise and said.

Besides, Liu Zheng is only of mixed race.

“I’m gifted.”

He said seriously.

Since the nightingale didn't realize he had heard the gospel, he naturally wouldn't reveal it himself.

"Tch, fine, don't tell me then."

Nightingale took out another capsule, unscrewed the capsule, and sprinkled the powder inside onto Liu Zheng's pile of flesh.

The shattered flesh and blood coalesced at an alarming speed, giving him a basic form.

Although it's only a superficial appearance, the internal organs, bones, and neural networks still need time to recover.

However, it's enough as long as there's no fighting.

After dealing with Liu Zheng's matter, Nightingale examined what she had caught.

Even with her extensive knowledge, she couldn't recognize what this thing was.

She looked at the female diver, who shook her head.

Nightingale then looked at Liu Zheng, who also said he didn't know.

The system did not display any item description.

So all three of them turned their attention to the fisherman.

The fisherman appeared calm, but was actually under a lot of pressure.

Because he didn't know what this thing was either.

But he didn't want to lose face in front of his daughter and the two men who coveted her.

Just as the fisherman was about to spend some money to determine the origin of the object, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

The fisherman looked around suddenly and saw that white, tumor-like growths had somehow covered the walls and ceiling.

Even the ground is constantly sprouting up.

They opened their eyes together, their pupils, devoid of white, filled with bloodshot veins.

Pain and anger gripped the four men as his gaze fell upon them, causing their bodies and souls to tremble uncontrollably.

Sensing that will that even he could not resist, the fisherman suddenly understood everything.

"You damned beast, do you know what you caught?"

He cursed loudly.

Liu Zheng responded with a blank shake of his head.

"You fucking fished out the sewer's balls!"

"what?"

Liu Zheng was dumbfounded.

He would never have imagined that he would catch something like this.

No, let's not even talk about why there's an egg-shaped feature in the sewer.

Even if it really exists, given the volume of the sewer, its testicles would have to be at least the size of a building, right?

The fisherman noticed Liu Zheng's confusion, but he didn't have time to explain.

Countless blood-red eyes stared at them; the sewers were truly enraged this time.

No one could escape unscathed under such circumstances; even important figures like Si Xue and Kong Que would suffer greatly.

The fisherman, too, dared not say that he could escape.

Because the intelligence of the sewer system is limited, it usually prioritizes the strong.

So, without much thought, he made the decision.

Save my daughter.

The fisherman swung his right arm, which transformed into a long, thin thread, binding the female diver into a rice dumpling, or a fleshy cocoon.

He hesitated for a second, then swung out his left arm and right foot, which transformed into two long lines that wrapped around Nightingale and Liu Zheng.

"I don't care which of you is with the Ama, you must treat her well. Otherwise, my fish will find you and swallow you whole."

The fisherman threatened loudly.

Then, he looked at the ama's cocoon.

“Your mother has been corrupted by the Chaos Club. If I don’t send her to the landfill, the city hall will get rid of our whole family.”

"But no matter what, it is indeed my incompetence."

“If you ever see your mother again, tell her that her ex-husband is dead and that she should find a good man to marry.”

The fisherman's only remaining right foot was also thrown out, transforming into a fishing rod, which lashed out hard at the three silkworm cocoons.

The cocoon immediately began to spin rapidly, then became increasingly ethereal, on the verge of disappearing.

"dad!"

The cries of the sea goddess emanated from within the silkworm cocoon.

The sewer's rage finally reached its peak, and countless gray-white rays of light shot out from the blood-red eyes, hurling them at the fisherman.

The fisherman had already fallen to the ground, a relieved smile on his face.

He closed his eyes, seemingly savoring the moment, or perhaps waiting to die.

"Hey, Old Deng, you haven't paid me the reward you promised. Are you trying to renege on your debt by killing yourself?"

Liu Zheng's nonchalant voice rang out.

The fisherman opened his eyes and looked at his cocoon with disdain.

That poor human, he couldn't even have some peace and quiet before he died.

Then he saw a black scripture fly toward him.

"Trying to renege on your debt? No way!"

Before the cocoon completely disappeared, Liu Zheng shouted arrogantly.

The overwhelming death rays transformed into a barrage of arrows, striking the golden fisherman fiercely.

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Chapter 119 Boss: You always manage to create big news for me

After a bout of dizziness, the blood and flesh cocoon finally stopped spinning.

The fishing line melted away inch by inch on its own. Liu Zheng looked outside and realized he had returned to the ground.

The plane trees in the distance were watching him speechlessly.

"Human, why can't you come out normally every time?"

it asked.

"I'd also like to know the answer to this question."

Liu Zheng was even more speechless.

Who would have thought that fishing could lead to such a huge mess?

His gaze fell downwards, and the "lantern" of the sewer had appeared at his feet without him noticing.

"Name: Sewer 'Lamp'"

Type: Equipment