Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Although he has gotten used to the life of a food delivery driver, it doesn't mean he enjoys it.

Moreover, the more life-saving measures one has, the better.

"Did you see those two crickets from earlier?"

The old man pointed to the earthenware basin and asked.

"Saw."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"I can make you reborn as a cricket after you die."

The old man said.

Chapter 361 The Cricket Clan is About to Produce Another Prodigy

"Well, that's a bit too much of an overreaction."

Liu Zheng declined.

It's better to be dead than a cricket; at least cattle and horses will choose a good burial plot for it.

Or perhaps he could simply bury himself under a plane tree, to keep Natasha and the others company.

It's hard to say about others, but Niu Ma, Nile Doctor, and the Potato Sisters would probably come to sweep his grave before.

"It's not like you're destined to be a cricket forever. As long as you keep winning and feed on other crickets, you'll eventually evolve into human form."

The old man said.

"You didn't just turn into human form like that, did you?"

Liu Zheng asked, his eyes narrowed.

“That’s right. Actually, I was born able to transform into human form, but according to family rules, in order to inherit the secret techniques, I must go through the process of becoming the Cricket King.”

"Back then, I also fought to the death in this fighting basin to get the position I have today."

The old man pointed to the ceramic basin, reminiscing about the glorious past.

"awesome."

After a life-or-death struggle, evolving into a human, all you end up doing is working as a waiter in a sauna – that's hardly a good value.

A subtle expression appeared on Liu Zheng's face.

Of course, he would never say something so jarring.

But then again, all that hard work, scheming, and outwitting a group of big shots at the top of the metropolis pyramids—on the surface, he's just a food deliveryman.

In terms of living and working experience, it might not even be as good as the sauna staff.

Damn it, I can't even finish this lousy job in a day.

"It's not easy."

Liu Zheng let out a long sigh.

He intended to mock others, but ended up being the one who broke down.

"Whether in the city or outside, life is never easy. As men, we have to shoulder any difficulties, no matter how big. Even if the sky falls, we can't bend our knees."

The old man admonished.

"You're right, please begin."

Liu Zheng gestured for him to proceed.

"You really don't want to be my son-in-law? It's fine if you don't want to marry into my family."

The old man was somewhat unwilling to accept this.

“You said it yourself, a real man has to be responsible. I have too many difficulties on my shoulders, so I won’t let you help me bear them.”

He shrugged and said.

"Good lad, you've got guts. How about this, you don't have to be my son-in-law, but you can recognize me as your godfather, no need to change your surname. When the time comes, you can have a few more children, and I can have one as my grandson."

The old man persevered.

"There's plenty of time, we can talk about it another day. Let's take care of business first."

Liu Zheng gave a perfunctory reply.

"What do you mean 'normal'? Passing on our secret techniques is the real priority. How many levels do we need?"

The old man said that, but he still got to the point.

"What gear do you think I should get?"

Taking advantage of the old man's good impression of him, Liu Zheng shamelessly asked.

"All the gears are the same; if you want to pass, you have to go up one of them."

The old man glanced at him.

"Then I'll start with the first gear."

He is quick to accept advice.

"You little rascal. Get ready, here it comes."

The old man put his hand into the ceramic basin, and one of his fingers transformed into the shape of a cricket, which looked exactly like the red-headed cricket from before.

"This is your first performance, so give it your all."

The old man said.

"Haw!"

The red-headed cricket responded with a loud chirping.

Then, it stretched out its forelimbs and pulled out its own big tooth.

"what?"

Just as Liu Zheng was puzzled, the red-headed cricket raised its head and chest, raising its large mandibles like a hammer.

Then, slam it down hard.

"Boom!"

It was clearly a ceramic basin, but after being hit by a large tooth, it made a loud drum-like sound.

Liu Zheng, who was standing right next to the sound waves, also felt the impact of the sound waves, and his whole body trembled.

"Ha!"

The red-headed cricket chirped excitedly.

"Don't get carried away, keep playing the music."

The old man said in a deep voice.

"Chirp"

The red-headed cricket chirped dully, but upon seeing the large tusk in its hand, it immediately became excited again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drumbeats rang out rapidly and rhythmically, and even though Liu Zheng didn't understand drumming, he could hear the exhilarating feeling in them.

Music arises from emotion; this drum music was probably an impromptu creation by the red-headed cricket after defeating its enemy.

Liu Zheng's body also became excited by the drumming and music.

The heart was pounding violently, constantly pumping blood into the blood vessels.

Meanwhile, the blood vessels were constantly trembling, accelerating this circulation.

A tingling, itchy sensation washed over him like a tide, making him scratch his neck involuntarily.

However, this is where the tentacles' disadvantages become apparent.

In any case, soft objects can never compare to hard objects like fingernails in terms of tickling performance.

Liu Zheng scratched it a few times, but the numbness not only did not lessen, but even got worse.

Left with no other choice, he could only lash himself out with his tentacles.

"Snapped!"

In just a moment, the skin on Liu Zheng's chest tore open.

"Ok?"

He froze for a moment.

Even if he recovers, he has no penchant for self-harm.

The force of that whip was about the same as the force of a normal person flicking themselves.

Who has ever heard of flicking yourself and causing you to bleed?

Liu Zheng tentatively slapped himself again, slightly reducing the severity of the slaps.

"Snapped!"

Another wound.

He was certain that his skin and flesh had become loose and fragile.

It's likely that the drums and music served as a means of communication.

If the challenger can't withstand the challenge and refuses to quit, he'll probably beat himself to death.

Of course, this won't happen to Liu Zheng.

The bleeding from this small wound stopped in just a few breaths.

However, while this might allow us to persevere until the end of time, it would be meaningless if we couldn't pass the test.

Moreover, this numb feeling was not pleasant; he even wished the other person would stab him.

"If I outlive it to death, will I pass the test?"

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"Then I'll keep releasing crickets. If you're so capable, try and outlive them all to death. Then I'll personally take over."

The old man said expressionlessly.

"Haha. Then I won't trouble you, sir. Let's go to second gear."

He chuckled.

"Hmph. So young, and all you do is try to be cunning."

The old man glared at him and then held up another finger.

A purple-headed cricket stretched out its limbs, then pulled out its own mandibles and joined the red-headed cricket in banging on the ceramic basin.

Compared to red-headed crickets, purple-headed crickets are noticeably calmer and have a more relaxed rhythm.

However, each time it strikes the ceramic basin, an even stronger sonic wave bursts forth.

"Puff puff puff!"

Liu Zheng's body was constantly exploding, and blood flowers bloomed like fireworks.

Two different rhythms of drums clashed head-on, turning his body into a battlefield.

The mere addition of one cricket caused his stress to increase dramatically.

Liu Zheng, who had been calm just moments before, now had a look of pain on his face.

The "regeneration of flesh and blood" didn't even have time to close the wound immediately; drops of purplish-red blood fell to the floor and were then shaken into a blood mist by the sound waves.

"There's something wrong with your bloodline."

Liu Zheng was indeed alarmed, but the old man was even more alarmed.

Over the years, there have been quite a few people who have been able to withstand the second tier.

But this was the first time he had ever seen someone like Liu Zheng who could withstand such a strain thanks to his exceptional recovery ability.