Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

If one's own strength is insufficient, one can only rely on a chain of interconnected steps, like in finance, to continuously leverage greater forces.

But if that weren't the case, how could an ordinary human who had only been in this world for a few days accomplish so much?

Look at his previous delivery drivers, then look at the pet-humans in "Sunshine Pet Shop," and then look at the waiters on the 11th floor.

To avoid ending up like them, Liu Zheng had no choice but to take a gamble and fight for survival.

"Similar items do exist, but whether you can get them depends on whether your goods are of sufficient quantity."

"It's a plane tree," said the French plane tree.

"Don't worry, we guarantee the quality and quantity."

How could the soup made from a soup pot that even Napoleon coveted be of poor quality?

As for the quantity, these two pots of soup together weigh almost twenty pounds, enough to feed a tree or even irrigate a field.

Liu Zheng immediately lifted the lids of the two soup pots, and a strange aroma immediately wafted out.

"Ah Qiu!"

The plane tree sneezed.

His grayish-brown face was slightly red.

"Purée! What is this stuff? It's even stronger than liquor."

It couldn't help but curse.

"The soup used in the competition was made by the head chef of the Bloody Restaurant. The pot alone must have cost over a million."

Liu Zheng explained.

"What about this one that has no taste?"

"The soup made by the leader of the Extreme Flavor Group, which was cooked at the cost of damage to the traditional soup pot, has been judged to be the winner by Captain Dragonfly."

He continued his introduction.

"Well, if that's the case, then the value is barely enough."

The plane tree pondered.

The value of a collection needs to be considered comprehensively, including its symbolic significance and rarity.

The two soups together are symbolic and rare enough, which gives them extremely high added value.

It's important to know that the head chef of Bloody Restaurant is always a judge in culinary competitions and almost never accepts challenges from outsiders.

I have no idea how this idiot human managed to do that.

Two tree roots emerged and stuck into the soup pot.

The water level was dropping at a visible rate, and the expression on the plane trees was gradually becoming hazy.

"Burp~ It tastes so good."

It let out a burp and said happily.

Lately, some idiot human has been bringing it alcohol, and it's almost drunk.

But after drinking those two pots of soup, the French plane tree's sense of taste immediately returned, and it even felt like it could drink ten more bottles.

Looking at its appearance, Liu Zheng couldn't help but feel like laughing.

"You idiot human, what are you laughing at! Take your stuff and get out of my sight right now."

The plane tree noticed his expression and said, quite displeased.

A large, fat worm was thrown out of the black soil and landed on Liu Zheng's face.

"Come on!"

He ripped the insect off, and the bespectacled middle-aged man's insect head stared back at him.

"Name: Parasite"

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When performing an action that requires consuming 'meat', it can replace the consumption of 'meat'."

"Note: I, Chongchong, am really going to send it now~"

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

"Uh"

Liu Zheng, looking quite annoyed, stored the insect into his system space.

"gone."

He said hello and then took a car back to the Jidao Sentang.

Inside the women's bath, Red Dragonfly was having a swimming contest with Chili Head in the pool, while the rest of the Extreme Flavor Group watched from the sidelines.

In some ways, this competition is unfair because the red dragonfly has six legs, so it can't be considered a breaststroke.

"Give."

Liu Zheng handed the parasite to the soup pot.

"You actually managed to get your hands on something like this."

Guo Kou Tangzi was somewhat surprised.

She had seen chefs use these insects as ingredients before; the finished product wasn't very expensive, just enough to cover a down payment.

"I told you, my connections are beyond your imagination."

He said calmly.

"Tch, what are you pretending to be, the Sixth Demon King?"

Guo Kou Tangzi took the parasite, lifted its head, and put it into his neck.

Give me the pot.

Her voice had a slight lisp.

Liu Zheng suppressed a laugh and handed the soup pot to her.

Guo Kou Tangzi took the soup pot, then stuck the handle into his neck.

Blood spurted out suddenly, only to be absorbed by the soup pot.

Red veins spread from the handle towards the body of the pot, and a thick layer of flesh and blood gradually seeped out from the metal pot.

The blood vessels and flesh swelled up with the panting sound of the soup bubbling in the pot, looking like both a heart and a head.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

A few minutes later, Guo Kou Tangzi suddenly started chanting incantations loudly.

Immediately, the blood vessels receded back into the neck, and the flesh and blood retreated back into the pot.

Tangzi pulled the pot handle out of the pot and then put his head back on.

"Cough cough."

She suddenly coughed violently, and then coughed up a small pair of glasses.

"The soup pot is back in order, can we announce the results of the match now?"

She spoke to the red dragonfly in the hot spring, her voice weak and feeble.

Despite the presence of parasites as a substitute for "meat," the soup from the pot was still severely damaged.

Fortunately, red dragonflies have sufficiently keen hearing.

It flapped its wings and flew right up to the pot of soup.

"Congratulations, leader of the Extreme Flavor Group, you won this match."

It stretched out its referee's stick and tapped the top of the soup at the rim of the pot.

With a gentle touch, the pot of soup was slammed into the floor, like driving a live stake.

Chapter 211 This would be like being slowly sliced ​​to death seventeen or eighteen times over!

Given Red Dragonfly's strength, it's certainly not that she can't control her power.

Even cutting tofu into strips with a referee's stick is a piece of cake for it.

This is nothing more than a simple punishment.

It is a fair, just, and transparent referee robot, but that doesn't mean it has no temper.

If it weren't for Liu Zheng's sake, Guo Kou Tangzi would still be suffering.

This moment of confusion won't hurt your brain; the force is just right.

"I hope that next time we meet, it will be a truly exciting match."

Goodbye, young man.

The red dragonfly stretched out its forelegs, shook hands with Liu Zheng, and then laughed and left.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Liu Zheng squatted down and asked.

"What do you say?"

Only the pot opening above the eyes was visible, and the soup inside asked in return.

"I think it's great. Congratulations on winning the game. Here, sign for the takeout."

He took the food container out of the delivery box.

How can I sign for the package looking like this?

"I'm not happy about this," said Guo Kou Tangzi.

She wasn't injured, but she was beaten so badly that she was completely exhausted and it would take her at least half an hour to get out on her own.

"It's okay, even if I can't sign for it in person, it's the same as signing for it myself."

Liu Zheng comforted her, then placed the lunchbox on top of the soup pot.

He also carefully adjusted his position to ensure he was balanced and wouldn't fall.

"Hey!"

You can tell what he's doing without even looking at the pot.

Shh, don't look up, the takeout will fall.

Liu Zheng said gently.

"You guys stay put, or I'll piss on her head."

He shook his tentacles at the four seasoning enthusiasts.

"Are you crazy?"

Guo Kou Tangzi said angrily.

"You're crazy. Next time you deal with me, you'd better figure out your place."

Liu Zheng said coldly.

"Otherwise, whatever I help you get, I can take away from you in return."

"Unless you kill me right now."

His gaze swept over the four-person group consisting of scallions, ginger, garlic, and peppers.

"Want to try?"

The lingering killing intent suddenly erupted, and countless insects let out mournful cries, turning their faces pale.

"It seems you don't want to try."

A slight smile appeared on Liu Zheng's lips.