Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Without any treatment, the stone skin blended directly into his face.

The white goose continued to follow the same method, and soon, Liu Zheng's face was completely transformed.

After a total of twelve steps, the makeup process was finally completed.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

It's not because she's ugly, but because she's too beautiful.

Her beauty transcends race and identity.

However, just thinking about the origin of this beauty made Liu Zheng want to vomit.

Unfortunately, I can't vomit it up.

"Not bad, really good."

The white goose was very satisfied with its masterpiece.

It tidied Liu Zheng's clothes again, and every movement made his skin ache.

"Alright, you can go and greet your customers now."

It pointed to the mahogany gate that had appeared out of nowhere and said.

There was a sign hanging on the gate, with a blue planet on it.

Chapter 126 It really is planetary level!

Liu Zheng swallowed hard and pushed open the door.

He now hopes that all the guests in this private room are women, or at least females, even if they are not human.

Otherwise, given his current appearance, the consequences would likely be dire.

Unfortunately, Liu Zheng's luck wasn't always that good.

When he walked through the door, he saw four men sitting around a dining table.

An old man, a child, a fat man, and a thin man.

They didn't notice Liu Zheng's arrival and were focused on eating the food on the table.

A doe dressed in a waitress uniform.

Its large, protruding eyes were now dull and lifeless, and its neat uniform had been torn open, revealing the flesh and blood beneath.

There are four people, and each of them has their own preferences.

The old man chiseled open the doe's skull and used a spoon to carefully scoop out its brain tissue.

The fat man sawed off the doe's limbs with a hacksaw, then chewed up the flesh and bones and swallowed them whole.

The skinny man used a knife to cut the tender meat of the doe, grilled it on the alcohol stove next to him, and then chewed it in big bites.

The child sat to the side, watching coldly as they devoured the doe, a mocking smile on his face.

Soon, the doe, weighing at least 200 kilograms, was devoured by them, leaving only scraps.

At this moment, they finally noticed Liu Zheng's presence.

The old man in the Tang suit gave him a kind smile.

The fat man in court attire gave him a disdainful smile.

The skinny man in sportswear looked at him expressionlessly.

The child in the dinosaur pajamas frowned as he looked at Liu Zheng, as if he had remembered something.

"Meat."

"Go and serve us some meat."

"I want fresh, sweet meat."

The three of them said to him in unison.

What kind of meat would you like? And how would you like it cooked?

Liu Zheng spoke up.

His voice was calm, as if he had not been affected by the bloody and disgusting scene just now.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; just a few days ago, he was the one lying on the dining table.

The doe was only eaten for its body, but Liu Zheng was cut up for his "meat".

"We want your flesh."

"The fat man said in a sinister tone."

"That's such a shame. My meat isn't fresh; it's been handled more than a dozen times."

Liu said without changing his expression.

Since entering the instance, he must have been reborn more than a dozen times.

It underwent several major mutations along the way, so from another perspective, it's certainly not new.

At the very least, it's not completely natural.

"We can give you a tip."

The old man said gently.

What do you want? Wealth?

The skinny man pulled a wad of cash from his tracksuit pocket.

Judging from its thickness, it must be at least forty or fifty thousand.

"status?"

The fat man took out a document from inside his tuxedo.

The title page reads, "Letter of Appointment for Temporary Employee of the City Hall Security Division".

The field for names is blank.

Once Liu Zheng signs the contract, he can become a respected city hall employee, and in fact, he'll be working for a powerful department.

"strength?"

Huge bat wings extended from the old man's back, and fangs that gleamed with red light grew from his mouth.

It turns out he was a vampire.

Moreover, judging from the width of his bat wings, he was at least a viscount.

As long as he gives Liu Zheng his first embrace, Liu Zheng will be able to obtain the "vampire bloodline" with 100% certainty, and his strength will reach another level.

Do you know Emile?

Liu Zheng asked, suddenly struck by a thought.

Emile

The old man was stunned.

“I think I’ve heard this name before. My son, my youngest son.”

He muttered to himself, the bloodshot light in his eyes trembling violently.

Where is Emile? Where is she?

The old man asked anxiously, but his gaze did not fall on Liu Zheng.

“She heard that you were taken away by the hospital and was very worried about you. She has been saving money for you.”

Liu Zheng said.

The fact that her blood father was arrested meant that Emile didn't inherit any of the property and had to work to save money makes sense.

“She is a good child, and I will ask her to help me seal my coffin in the future.”

The bloodshot light in the old man's eyes gradually stopped trembling.

“Tell Emile that the secret of the safe is my birthday plus six digits of pi after the decimal point.”

His lips trembled slightly, and the piercing high-frequency sound rang directly in Liu Zheng's brain.

"Get out! I don't like you, and I don't need your service."

The old man shouted, then spread his bat wings, blocking the fat man and the thin man.

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you crazy about?"

The fat man and the thin man asked in confusion.

"His brain is too dirty, I don't want to eat it."

said the old man.

The bloodlust in his eyes began to flicker again.

???

Liu Zheng's face darkened.

Who the hell are you cursing? Who's got a dirty head?

His mind is clearly filled with green, fresh, and pollution-free things, okay?

For example, the novelist's breasts, the vampire's breasts, the nightingale's breasts, and so on.

Ahem, anyway, there was nothing to begin with, so where can dust settle?

If there's no dust, how could it be dirty?

Slander, blatant slander.

Of course, considering that the old man was trying to help, Liu Zheng decided not to sue him.

"I think he is very clean."

"His tentacles look very elastic."

The fat man's mouth was practically watering as he looked at Liu Zheng's tentacles.

"Actually, I've been exposed to radiation, and my tentacles have mutated. If you eat my flesh, you'll mutate too."

He threatened.

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter."

The fat man and the thin man were not afraid at all.

Okay, using mutation to scare these weird residents is a bit weak.

After all, they originally lived on top of a huge source of mutation.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

Liu Zheng pulled out a teething stick and a golden finger.

"Tindaros Hound!"

Both the fat man and the thin man were startled, and their indifferent eyes, like the old man's, flickered with emotion.

The old man was so frightened that his blood boiled.

But they quickly calmed down.

"You can try throwing it out and see if you can summon it."

The fat man sneered.

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng frowned slightly. Had the teething stick, which had always worked, suddenly stopped working?

"Tindarus hounds can only come out from angles of less than 120 degrees."