Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He glared.

Old Biden even took the opportunity to slap him across the face.

"With your brain, no wonder you could do something like trying to hook my balls."

The sewer frowned and said.

"So it really is you, Mr. Sewers. I thought you were that old fisherman in disguise."

Liu Zheng was dumbfounded.

"He doesn't have the guts to pretend to be me."

"So you don't seem to hold a grudge against me."

He shrank his neck and said.

"Now that you have fulfilled my request and returned the egg, I have no need to punish you further. Of course, if you fail to perform your duties next time, I will settle both old and new scores."

The sewer sneered.

"a ha ha ha."

Liu Zheng gave an awkward laugh.

"So what you just said was that you couldn't make the decision?"

What is the brain for?

The sewer retorted.

"Uh, for growing?"

He thought for a moment and said.

"I don't think so. If you can give such an answer, you're not even using a brain."

The sewer scoffed.

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Liu Zheng was speechless.

He always thought the sewers were stupid, but he never expected to be mocked by them.

"The brain is for storing will. Giving you my brain is equivalent to losing a will. I am just one of many wills in the sewers, and I have no right to make decisions for other wills. If we are to exchange, then I can only give myself back to you."

Do you think it's possible?

The sewer stared at Liu Zheng and said.

"I don't think it's possible."

Liu Zheng barely managed to suppress his suicidal impulse.

"It's good to know."

"Then, let's forget about getting a brain transplant."

"I didn't say no."

The sewers said.

"Huh? Didn't you just say you couldn't make that decision?"

he wondered.

“I only said I couldn’t make the decision, not that this matter couldn’t be done.”

The sewer said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean?"

"You should know that I can go on the ground, right?"

"I know."

Liu Zheng quickly replied.

The fisherman had told him that if the hemorrhoid surgery failed, the sewers would come up and grab him, and even the Bloody Restaurant couldn't protect him.

“I once sent out a clone for a task. The task was completed, but due to an accident, that clone developed its own will and stayed outside, never to return.”

“He and I completed the cut, so I don’t know what happened to him afterward, but with an innate connection, I knew where he ended up.”

"So, if you can bring him back, I'll give him to you in return."

The sewers said.

"Ah I?"

Liu Zheng's expression turned into that of a catfish spirit.

He doesn't have a cosplay outfit, and he can't even beat the fish in the sewer. Now the sewer is asking him to catch its clone.

It would be simpler to just let him go and challenge the peacock to a duel.

"Aren't you supposed to be very brave? How come you're scared by something so small?"

The sewer glanced at Liu Zheng.

"Um, you might not know this, but I'm actually a coward. I don't even dare to go in too deep when I'm having sex."

He said shyly.

"Stop talking nonsense and take out the map."

The sewer glared at him.

"okay."

Liu Zheng deftly unfolded the map without even considering why the sewers knew he had it.

"He's here, understand?"

The sewer, when pointed to on the map, leads directly to the location of the cemetery.

"he died?"

He immediately realized what was happening.

"The body is definitely dead, but the soul may not be. After all, it's my clone. Even without the nourishment of the original body, its willpower is far stronger than that of ordinary beings. But compared to when it had a physical body, it's definitely much weaker."

"Moreover, he has been dead for more than ten years and is much weaker than when he first died."

The sewers said.

"Huh? Those souls don't seem to have gotten weaker; they've even gotten stronger."

Liu Zheng asked doubtfully.

Anyway, the red pig is clearly stronger than it was when it was alive. Even if the ox and horse give way to it, it can't just passively take a beating.

It can beat cattle and horses so badly they dare not go to sweep the tombs, so it must have some skills.

"Can my clone be the same as an ordinary soul?"

"That's what the sewer guy said dismissively."

"That's that."

He said cooperatively.

“My clone’s soul will not be strengthened by the power of the cemetery, but at the same time, it will not be corrupted by the power of the cemetery. The souls you see cannot leave the cemetery at all.”

"Even those who are not yet dead, after spending a long time in the cemetery, will inevitably return to the cemetery after they die, unless their souls are also destroyed."

The sewers said.

"Huh? Why didn't someone I know go back to the cemetery?"

Liu Zheng recounted the story of the old vampire.

“In Metropolis, ritualistic attacks often harm both the body and the soul. The little vampire you mentioned clearly had his soul sucked dry as well.”

The sewer system quickly provided the answer.

"I see."

He suddenly said.

I've learned something important, but it's pretty useless.

"Alright, I'm going back to sleep. When you bring my clone back, I'll give you his brain."

The sewers said.

"Didn't you say he was dead? Is his brain still functioning?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The brain is just a container for will. If you bring it back, I can naturally grow another brain. Although it won't be as useful as the original, it will be enough to satisfy your boss."

The sewers said.

"I see. In that case, there is something else I would like to discuss with you."

He smiled sheepishly.

"explain."

"Here's the thing, can I leave the black deer head behind and exchange something else for your brain?"

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The sewers stared at him silently, like they were watching a fish that had found its own hook and was about to bite.

"Did I give you the wrong impression that I'm easy to talk to? Although I am indeed the most clear-headed and intelligent among many wills, my temper is not the best."

he said coldly.

"Please don't be angry, it's like this."

Liu Zheng revealed the entire deal he had made with Daomei Coffee.

"Human, you really know how to play both sides and make the most of everything."

The sewer looked at him with disdain.

"There's no other way. I'm so weak. If I want to survive in the metropolis, I have to seize every opportunity to become stronger."

He said frankly.

As long as the order of the city hall can be maintained, becoming rich is also a form of becoming stronger.

“You are not weak. You are a hybrid of a black goat cub who has heard the gospel, making you quite a unique individual among the many clans. Moreover, you have a terrifying number of messy marks on your body, some of which I have never even seen before.”

The gaze of the sewers swept over Liu Zheng's tentacles, where there was a mark of a golden human skull.

"Well, if I said I didn't really want to, would you believe me?"

He shrugged.

“I believe you. Loyalty to one master is a virtue, loyalty to two masters is a rare commodity, but loyalty to a bunch of masters is just asking to be torn apart and cooked.”

The sewer nodded.

"That's right. To be honest, I'm also exhausted."

Liu Zheng said in strong agreement.

He hadn't finished dealing with one big shot's business when he had to get busy with another big shot's business.

He can't afford to offend anyone; the worst outcome is instant death, and the worst is a good beating.

If it weren't for his childhood experiences giving him a resilient and flexible spirit, he would have given up long ago.

Everything has a price. Being able to be someone's dog is already a kind of luck.

The sewers said.

"I thought you would let me be your only dog."

Liu Zheng was somewhat surprised.

"That was indeed what I originally thought, but given my situation and your expertise, it might be better for you to continue being everyone's virtual dog owner. As long as you serve me well, it doesn't matter whether you are my personal dog or not."

"Anyway, I already have my own dog."