Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The cows and horses had somewhat strange expressions.

"Then how can one go to sweep the tombs?"

Liu Zheng sensed something was wrong, but he had no choice but to press on with the question.

"Of course, I'll find myself a dad first, hahaha!"

The ox and horse couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"But I am an orphan."

"Then let's find a fake dad, hahaha!!!"

The ox and horse laughed even louder.

"Are you serious, boss?"

"Anyway, I've told you the method; use it or not, it's up to you."

The cattle and horses lay down on the haystack again, this time in a side-lying position.

"Then how do you recognize a father?"

Liu Zheng asked helplessly.

"There are two options: either you find a corpse and take it to the cemetery yourself, or you take offerings and sweep any grave you find."

"The former costs more, but it is relatively safe and may have additional benefits."

"The latter doesn't cost much, but it's risky because you don't know what kind of person is in the tomb you're sweeping."

The ox and horse rolled over and said.

"What additional benefits?"

"It's the deceased's gratitude. Of course, the chances are very low."

"The ox and horse said."

Liu Zheng lowered his head and began to consider the feasibility of these two methods.

He does have corpses, the remains of the legendary deliveryman and Natasha's remains.

If he were to bury someone, he would probably bury Natasha.

After all, the remains of the legendary deliveryman hold too many secrets, and who knows what might happen if they were buried in a cemetery.

What if his soul leaves his body and possesses it?

Moreover, the French plane trees might not agree to relocate the legendary deliveryman's grave.

As for the second option, he thought about it briefly and then rejected it.

Putting aside the ethical issues of recognizing a father outside the family, what if you discover that you're willing to betray your own family for the greater good?

What do I need to prepare when taking a body to a cemetery for burial?

Liu Zheng asked.

"No need, they sell them everywhere. The cemetery manager will handle the handover with you. As for the precautions, the manager knows them all; it just depends on whether you can ask them."

The cattle and horses returned.

"Boss, you know so much about this, you must have someone you know buried there, right?"

he asked tentatively.

"Yes, I have."

"That"

"The last time I visited its grave, it almost tore off one of my legs. You can come if you want; I'll provide the offerings, including the portion for you."

Niu Ma sneered.

"Haha, then forget it. It's best to keep things like tomb sweeping separate to each individual."

Liu Zheng chuckled awkwardly.

"You coward, get lost, don't keep me from sleeping."

The ox and horse turned over again.

"Go away!"

He said loudly, then walked out of the lounge.

Liu Zheng took the food out of the lunchbox, not for any other reason than to see how the notes could further smear the restaurant.

Name: French Fries

Type: Item

Quality: Average

Effect: Restores stamina.

Note: Don't fucking order potatoes again!

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

Upon seeing the note, Liu Zheng felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been pecked by a white-feathered chicken.

Hmm, looks like I should remind Nightingale and the others to order something different next time.

To prevent a fire in the kitchen from spreading to the takeout department.

After packing the food, Liu Zheng looked at the map.

The cemetery is more than 100 kilometers away from the restaurant.

Although running there wouldn't necessarily mean I wouldn't make it, that would leave too little time.

Besides, running around outside late at night is definitely not a good idea.

So he dialed the driver's number.

"I saw the white spider, but it seemed a bit socially awkward, so communication wasn't very smooth."

Liu Zheng didn't ask for a car.

"That's just how it is. If you can get it some insect-based food, maybe it will be willing to communicate with you."

the driver said.

"Okay, I'll try it next time."

He nodded.

Do you need to call a car?

The driver asked proactively.

"That's right, is there anything faster?"

Liu Zheng asked.

The Malibu he drove last time was no different from the real car, so he was a bit bolder this time.

"Do you want a Mercedes W15? I can give you a discount."

the driver said.

What kind of car model is that?

Formula One racing.

"Uh, forget about that, a regular sports car will do."

Liu Zheng said.

He was going to deliver food, not to race.

Even though his current attributes are already superhuman, he still lacks the confidence to control this beast created by modern industry.

"Alright, I'll just get you any Ferrari I can find."

The driver sounded somewhat disappointed.

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng walked into the delivery lane.

He didn't bother to ask how much it would cost to rent a sports car, since he'd have the money again when he returned.

Even if he doesn't get the old vampire's inheritance, he can borrow some more from the vampire girl.

As I exited the delivery lane, a bright red sports car was parked at the entrance.

"A Ferrari has to be red."

Liu Zheng commented.

Just like Audi has to be black and BMW has to be white, changing it to other colors isn't necessarily bad, it just doesn't have the same feel.

Get in the car, start the engine, and step on the gas.

The powerful acceleration in his back invigorated him.

As expected of a supercar, although the riding experience wasn't great, the driving experience was still very enjoyable.

Arriving at Rose Street, the plane trees seem to be watching the moon.

"Looking up at the bright moon, you're thinking of your hometown."

Liu Zheng jumped out of the car and joked.

"I'm going back to my hometown, and I'll definitely take you with me."

The plane tree looked at him and said.

"Then you should stop thinking about it and settle down here."

He knew that the hometown the French plane tree spoke of was right at the entrance of the Chaos Club.

"Have you struck it rich? You're driving a sports car even though you're just delivering takeout."

"The plane tree is looking at the Ferrari and saying this."

"There's no other way, we have to go to the cemetery, and we can't make it on foot."

"A cemetery? People order takeout from places like that?"

The plane tree exclaimed in surprise.

"Even the dead need offerings. By the way, I'm here to move Natasha's body."

Liu Zheng took the bottle of fruit wine out of his pocket and put it on the ground.

"No."

However, the plane tree's response surprised him.

Chapter 139 The family was overjoyed by the filial piety.

"why?"

he asked in surprise.

Natasha's body shouldn't be of any use to the plane tree, since it can't be eaten.

"Because I also gave her a name."

The plane tree pointed to the small tombstone and said.

Next to "Natasha" is engraved "Marceau," a standard French name.

“I need her remains to enter the cemetery, and moving her would save you some trouble.”

He tried to reason with them and appeal to their emotions.

"Then I don't care."

The plane tree has no intention of being understanding.

"Make a price."