Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Is he a mummy or a human?"

he asked.

"He had already turned himself into a mummy long ago."

Liu Zheng recalled that he did not see any employees resembling mummies in the kitchen.

If that traitor wasn't turned into a dish, he should be in the customer service department now.

"Since we've brought up that traitor, I have another favor to ask of you."

"The Nile doctor said, suppressing his anger."

"kill him?"

“That’s right. If you can help me kill that traitor, I will upgrade the ‘Resurrection of the Dead’ I promised you to ‘Grace of Ra,’ which is true resurrection. Even if your ‘flesh’ is eaten, you can be perfectly resurrected.”

"The Nile doctor said viciously."

"All I can say is that I've remembered this."

Liu Zheng said.

A perfect resurrection is certainly tempting, but the task is also quite difficult.

Taking direct action is definitely not an option; otherwise, the White Feather Chicken would have killed him the time he let the Mermaid Princess go.

To kill that traitor, you either need to use someone else to do the dirty work, or you need to create trouble out of the situation.

Considering that the other party is most likely in the customer service department, both of these methods are extremely risky.

"It's alright, this is a long-term project. Just come find me when you've finished it."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

I've endured it for so many years, I don't mind enduring it for a few more.

Although he could afford to wait, Liu Zheng could not.

"So, shall I begin?"

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"Go ahead and start, it's okay to be a little rough, she liked rough things when she was alive."

"That's what the Nile doctor said generously."

"Um"

The key point is that she's not exactly dead, is she?

He shook his head, extended a tentacle, pressed it against the woman's forehead, and then pushed it upwards.

His head snapped back, and a large amount of blood gushed out instantly.

Despite being prepared, he still got sprayed all over.

but

Liu Zheng shrugged.

This doesn't smell like blood.

He subconsciously dipped his tentacle in it and tasted it.

It's sweet with a slightly sour taste, like a fermented honey drink.

"Giggle, got scared?"

The Nile doctor let out a laugh like a duck.

"So what exactly is this?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This is honey beer, and I added some red food coloring to it."

The Nile showed him the earthenware bottle in its hand, which contained the same liquid, only this time it was yellow.

"Of course, there was indeed some of her organization's influence mixed in."

He added.

"whispering sound."

Liu Zheng stated that he is emotionally stable.

Judging from his methods of healing with the Nile River, this guy must have some kind of perverse sense of humor, so he was mentally prepared from the start.

"This is a one-time thing. If you play any more pranks, I'll lose my temper."

he warned.

"Okay, sigh."

The Nile doctor sighed regretfully.

Liu Zheng crawled over the stone jar and climbed inside through the opening.

Fortunately, the stone jar was heavy enough that it did not tip over and roll around.

Although Dr. Nile must be looking forward to this happening.

"They're in, and then what?"

He peered into the jar and asked.

Behind him, a woman was spitting forcefully at the back of his head.

"Put the lid on, and then you don't have to worry about it."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Put the lid on?"

Liu Zheng looked completely bewildered.

Putting aside the question of whether it should be done or not, the size is also wrong, isn't it?

"Don't worry, her head has been specially treated and is highly elastic."

"alright."

He extended two tentacles and pressed the woman's head onto his own.

As the squeezing sensation continued, he actually managed to put the woman's head on his own.

Moreover, it wasn't complete darkness in other people's minds; Liu Zheng could still see the outside scene, though it was somewhat blurry, like he was wearing ill-fitting glasses, and he felt dizzy.

"Are you ready?"

"The Nile doctor asked."

"Okay."

He opened his mouth, but a woman's voice came out.

"Okay, I'm coming in now."

Chapter 188 Your Brain and My Brain Seem to Be the Same

As the Nile doctor spoke, he pulled out a small gold knife.

The handle of the knife is a sun disk, and in the center of the sun disk is a narrow eye.

The Nile doctor gripped the knife handle and thrust it into the lower left of the stone jar.

The soft gold tip pierced the stone jar without hesitation, disappearing completely into the handle.

Liu Zheng felt a hard object pierce his side rib, but it didn't hurt; instead, it felt hot.

The Nile doctor pulled out a small golden knife, then inserted his hand and swiftly pulled out an organ that looked like a cashew nut.

Liu Zheng recognized it; it was his kidney.

The Nile doctor stopped abruptly after pulling out the kidney, and then slapped his forehead a few seconds later.

"Oh no, I forgot to take the surgical instruments out."

"I think you should get one of that local specialty too."

He said speechlessly.

Fortunately, the Nile doctor hadn't completely lost his memory and didn't slap his forehead with the hand that was holding his kidney.

"It's okay, the surgery isn't in a rush. Wait for me a moment, I'll go get it now."

The Nile doctor put his kidney back in.

"Fuck you!"

Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and swallowed the rest of the Zuan quote.

Anyone who has undergone surgery knows that you should never offend your surgeon on the operating table.

After the surgery, he's going to use a book of profanities to spew insults until even the Nile River wouldn't recognize him.

Ignoring Liu Zheng's resentment, Dr. Nile turned and went into the inner room.

Fortunately, he returned not long after, carrying a huge scarab beetle in his hand.

Its limbs and head are dark green, while the shell on its back is golden green, with bright but not glaring colors, as if it were carved from jade.

Upon seeing it, Liu Zheng had a bad feeling.

Although this thing was called a scarab beetle in ancient Egypt, it held a revered status and had a dignified appearance.

But as a knowledgeable journalist, he knew it also had a more down-to-earth name.

That is, a dung beetle.

Before he could even ask a question, the Nile doctor pulled out his kidney again.

It hurt a little when it was pulled out a second time, but it wasn't a pulling pain; it was more like a dull ache from being rubbed by rough gravel.

The Nile doctor held the scarab beetle in one hand and the kidney in the other, then suspended the beetle above the kidney and squeezed it hard.

The scarab beetle let out a painful cry and was squeezed out a thick, dense semi-solid, like butter squeezed from a piping bag.

The Nile doctor swung his palm, spreading the semi-solid scarab evenly over Liu Zheng's kidneys, and then inserted it back in.

Then he pulled out a small gold knife, inserted it into the other side of the stone jar, pulled out another kidney, squeezed out a semi-solid coating, and then put it back in.

After repeating this process several times, the semi-solid strip became thinner and thinner, almost losing its shape, while the scarab beetle looked like it was on its last legs.

"It's alright, just give it some extra nutrition."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"If you dare tell it to eat your semi-solid food and then poop it out, I'll smash up your clinic."

Liu Zheng's lips twitched.

"How could that be? My semi-solid medicine is for treating poisoning and poor appetite, not for your condition."

The Nile doctor shook his head.

"Do you treat cattle and horses this way too?"

he asked.

"Yes, and I only give it the best quality; I wouldn't even use it if I gave it to someone else."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

".That's okay."

The thought that cattle and horses also eat semi-solid food, and probably old semi-solid food that has been stored for years, made Liu Zheng feel much better.

The Nile doctor threw the scarab beetle directly into the earthenware jar that held the honey beer.

The scarab beetle immediately perked up, chirping merrily, and then rolled around in the beer.

The mead was visibly decreasing rapidly, and the Nile doctor only managed to dredge it up when the beer level had dropped by half.

After replenishing its nutrition, the scarab beetle regained its luster, and its abdomen became so full that it looked as if it were pregnant.