Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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"Ugh."

The white-feathered pheasant sighed, then lowered its head and pecked at the cat's ear.

"Meow!"

The calico cat let out a shriek and jumped out of the cardboard box, arching its back and its fur standing on end.

However, although it adopted an attack posture, its eyes remained closed, and it was even drooling.

"If you don't wake up soon, I'm confiscating all your dried fish."

The white-feathered pheasant spoke softly.

"do not want!"

The calico cat let out a cry even more piercing than when its ears had just been pecked, and immediately opened its eyes wide open.

"Huh? It's Liu Zheng. You're here to bring me fish, meow?"

It saw Liu Zheng and asked expectantly.

"No this time, maybe next time."

Liu Zheng stretched out his tentacle and affectionately stroked its head.

"Okay, meow."

The calico cat raised its hind paw and scratched its ear.

"Let's get down to business."

The white-feathered pheasant couldn't stand it anymore.

I always felt that this cat and the two guys from the delivery department got along exceptionally well, even their carefree attitudes were exactly the same.

"What important business, meow?"

The calico cat lowered its paws and sat upright on the ground, like a plush toy.

"You and he will go shopping outside the border tomorrow."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Huh? Can I not go, meow?"

The calico cat looked reluctant.

Unlike other employees who want freedom, the calico cat really likes the kitchen, especially its cardboard boxes.

This is one of the reasons why white-feathered chickens value it.

"No. Don't you consider this human your friend? If he goes alone, he definitely won't come back."

The white-feathered chicken initially refused outright, but then tried to coax it gently.

"Yes, salmon, I need your help."

Liu Zheng echoed this.

Since I have to go with the kitchen staff anyway, I'll definitely choose someone I know well.

Moreover, calico cats have a great temperament and should be quite strong.

"Okay, I'll go then, meow."

The calico cat agreed with a troubled expression.

"Salmon is so good, salmon is the best and cutest cat in the world."

Liu Zheng couldn't resist reaching out his tentacle and scratching its chin again.

"Of course, meow, that's what my owner said too, meow."

The calico cat's expression turned smug.

"This is the list of items to be purchased. If more than half is completed, it will be considered satisfactory. If less than half is completed, there will be a penalty."

The white-feathered chicken took out a piece of paper and handed it to Liu Zheng.

"Blank?"

He waved the white paper and said.

"It will become apparent once you cross the border."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"Ok."

"This is storage equipment for storing food."

The white-feathered chicken took off its chef's hat and took out a smaller one from inside.

Liu Zheng took the chef's hat, and an item description immediately popped up.

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Name: Portable Mini Cold Storage

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: It can store and refrigerate approximately 20 cubic meters of items (food only)."

Note: I've said it countless times, don't put any live animals in!

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

Liu Zheng took the hat and put it on his head.

"If you dare lose your hat, I'll throw you in the oven and bake you slowly."

The white-feathered pheasant said fiercely.

"Don't worry, I will keep it safe."

He assured, patting his chest.

How could items that can be stored in the system space possibly be lost?

As for what to do with these items that cannot be taken out of the instance after the instance is cleared, that's none of his business.

"follow me."

The white-feathered chicken led him to the knife rack, took down a serrated butcher knife from it, and handed it to him.

Liu Zheng carefully caught it with all four tentacles, but still almost stumbled.

This serrated butcher knife must weigh at least one or two hundred pounds.

Name: The Spirit of Self-Eater

Type: Equipment

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Each time the sword is swung, it devours the player's own flesh and blood, increasing attack damage based on the quantity and quality of the flesh and blood."

"Note: A true butcher will chop off his own legs along with the meat when he slaughters it."

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

Good heavens, this knife is really something for him.

What a perfect match!

"Thank you, Napoleon."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Hmph, you haven't completed my task yet, so don't even think about dying out there."

The white-feathered pheasant snorted coldly.

"In that case, may I make one more small request?"

He pressed his advantage.

"explain."

"Can you sell me some more good wine?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Thirty thousand."

The white-feathered chicken said without even lifting its eyelids.

"no problem."

He paid the money readily.

"Salmon, go and get the bottle numbered 65731 from the wine cellar."

The white-feathered rooster gave the order.

"Okay meow."

The calico cat hopped away and then quickly returned.

"Here you go, meow."

It handed the wine bottle it was holding to Liu Zheng.

There was no packaging box, and the bottle itself looked quite ordinary.

But he believed that the white-feathered chicken wouldn't stoop to tricking him in such a place.

Soon, the item descriptions that popped up confirmed his idea.

Name: Rusty Iron Bee Venom Wine

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Inflicts a 'severe poisoning' state, producing a strong hallucinogenic effect."

"Note: This is much more exciting than eating mushrooms!"

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

Liu Zheng's expression was subtle. Could this thing be the Metropolitan version of addictive drugs?

However, if the French plane tree can drink even the Ascending Moss that has been contaminated by the Chaos Club, then a mere addictive substance should be no problem for it either.

"You can leave now. Or, would you like to contribute some more ingredients before you go?"

The white-feathered pheasant's gaze is as sharp as a blade.

"Goodbye, good night."

Liu Zheng angrily rubbed the cat's head again, then turned and left with the angry gaze of the human face on his face.

Back in the lounge, Niu Ma looked at the bottle of wine in his hand.

"This bottle is for the French plane tree. Boss, your health isn't good, so you shouldn't drink something so strong."

Liu Zheng put away the rusty bee venom wine.

"Bullshit, I'm perfectly healthy. I could turn you into dumpling filling with one punch."

The oxen and horses were furious.

"You should save your energy for building foals. But with me going abroad to shop, your vacation will have to be postponed again, won't it?"

he asked.

"What do you think? I've delayed so many things because of you."