Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"This amount isn't even enough to make a 'deep-fried monster' platter."

Guo Kou Tangzi said with disdain.

"Then don't want it."

Liu Zheng made a move to take it back.

"Yes, everyone else has something, why shouldn't I?"

Guokou Tangzi forcibly seized the monster's ingredients.

"Now, it all depends on whether De Lego can deliver on its promise."

He closed the delivery box lid and looked at the still motionless plane tree.

Chapter 433 Nightingale: Then I'll just have to sacrifice my looks.

No matter how many times Liu Zheng looked at the blood moon in the sky, he felt a chill.

The Blood Moon of Atlantis hides a powerful being like the Moon Demon. What kind of terror is hidden in the Blood Moon of Metropolis?

Fortunately, no matter what indescribable things may exist beyond our comprehension, the Speaker of the Supreme Council and his City Hall will protect the residents of the metropolis with the coldest rationality and the strictest rules.

It's like an old-fashioned priest with a whip and his beautiful and delicate nuns.

"Stop staring at the moon unless you want to end up in a mental hospital."

The Nile doctor warned.

"The Metropolitan Hospital even has a mental hospital?"

Liu Zheng asked in surprise.

Given the mental state of the residents of the metropolis, their mental illness should be roughly equivalent to their rationality level dropping to zero, right?

"Yes, there are, but they're more like shelters than mental hospitals."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Contain what?"

"Those lunatics, some are driven mad by their belief in God, some by their eating habits, some by their research. The reasons are varied and the symptoms are diverse."

The Nile doctor shrugged.

Wow, doctor, your cultural knowledge is quite impressive.

He was filled with awe.

"I am a priest, scholar, and physician of the god Ra, as well as a collector of ancient texts, a recorder of history, and a disseminator of foreign cultures."

"Stop, stop, I can't take in that many people."

Liu Zheng interrupted the Nile doctor.

"Hmph, rude short-lived creature."

The Nile doctor rolled his eyes at him.

"You're talking as if you weren't the same person before. Don't go off-topic, let's get back to the mental hospital."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you. If it were before, I would have thrown you into the sarcophagus to feed the scarabs."

"The Nile doctor threatened."

"Tch, not a single creative idea."

"That's good enough. What else do you want to know?"

"The Nile doctor asked."

"Given the way the city hall operates, they probably won't offer any humane policies to those lunatics, right?"

Cemeteries, sewers, garbage disposal plants, and other hidden facilities he was unaware of were always suitable places for these madmen.

“Normally, they wouldn’t talk about it. The city hall doesn’t even need to lift a finger; their families and bosses take care of it themselves.”

"But no matter where they are, there are always some powerful and influential people who are protective of their own, preferring to keep them under guard like prisoners rather than humanely destroying them."

"Mental hospitals are prepared for these powerful and wealthy people."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Where is this mental hospital located?"

"Theoretically, it should be inside a hospital, but in reality, it should be in a very remote place."

"That's what the Nile doctor replied."

"Doctor, how do you know so much?"

He asked suspiciously.

"I was once invited to see a patient there."

"The Nile doctor said calmly."

"Wow, that's awesome. Did someone from the mental hospital invite you?"

Liu Zheng exclaimed in admiration.

"Of course it's family members. Even if the people at the mental hospital invited me, I wouldn't dare go."

The Nile doctor rolled his eyes.

"What kind of family member is so powerful that they can get outside doctors to come in and treat patients?"

Since it's part of the hospital, the security should be quite tight, right?

"It was originally an institution specially set up for the powerful and wealthy, so it's normal for it to have some special privileges."

The Nile doctor gave him a look that said, "What are you making such a fuss about?"

"You must have made a lot of money that time, right?"

he asked curiously.

"I didn't make much money. But I did get a clinic."

The Nile doctor shook his head.

"So that's how you got your clinic."

"Otherwise, why do you think I, a former ingredient, could get a permit?"

The Nile doctor sneered.

"You can actually cure patients that even mental hospitals can't cure?"

"Thank God, I just happened to find someone who was right for me."

The Nile doctor made a praying gesture.

What condition?

Liu Zheng asked.

"Nymphophobia" (fear of the dark).

"Does this even need treatment? If you're so rich, why not just keep the operating lights on all day?"

He asked curiously.

The shadowless lamp is the large lamp with many light tubes above the operating table, which looks like a honeycomb briquette.

"The shadowless lamp doesn't actually have no shadow; it just reduces the umbra, making the shadow less noticeable."

If you observe the shadow carefully under the light, you will find that the center of the shadow is particularly dark, while the edges are slightly lighter.

The darkest part in the center of the shadow is the umbra, while the grayish part around it is the penumbra.

"Moreover, even if there really is no shadow, the patient will not get better."

If it were that simple, mental hospitals would make all the money themselves.

"So how did you cure it?"

Liu Zheng asked directly.

Given the nature of their relationship, there's no need to be so careful about what you say; just say what you can't say directly.

“I planted the light of our Lord Ra directly in his eyes.”

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

If you fill your eyes with the sun, everything you see will be light.

"You've really gone all out."

Last time he was only burned, and if it weren't for the "regeneration of flesh and blood", he would have almost died.

Planting the radiance of light in such a delicate place as the eye, without harming the recipient, is certainly much more difficult.

"It is all thanks to the mercy of our Lord."

Although he cannot directly intervene to save his own followers, he is still willing to lend a helping hand when he can.

After all, it's already a problem; if there weren't even a single believer in the metropolis, that would be too terrible.

"Then the fees at that mental hospital must be very expensive, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course, the daily expenses of just one patient there are enough for a family of three to live on for a year."

"That's what the Nile doctor replied."

"So it seems that the Metropolitan Area has quite a few money-making projects."

He said thoughtfully.

Hospitals, cemeteries, blood-stained restaurants, mental hospitals, household registration tax, scratch cards

From the highest echelons to non-citizens, the main goal is to achieve a seamless and comprehensive return of currency.

Based on the coercive power of the city hall, a legal tender with extremely strong purchasing power was forcibly created in a supernatural world.

Then, various administrative or non-administrative means will be used to withdraw the circulating legal tender to avoid hyperinflation.

Liu Zheng retracted his previous statement. Even if the Supreme Speaker was not human, he must have a think tank mainly composed of humans.

"You're trying to put me in a difficult position, aren't you? Tell me, how much did this cost?"

The Nile doctor rolled his eyes at him and asked.

"Look at you, that's not what I meant at all. Of course, since you asked, I'll give you four hundred thousand."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

Although the 300,000 was intended for Red Pig, the gravedigger certainly wouldn't have helped without the plane tree coffin, so it's not a problem to credit it to Dr. Nile.

“I’ll give you 500,000. But I don’t have that much on me, so you can come to the clinic to collect it later. We can also complete the ‘Grace of Ra’ ceremony while we’re at it.”

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Okay."

The extra 100,000 yuan was a small matter, but Liu Zheng was really looking forward to the buff that would give him an extra life.

"Dingling bell~"

His phone rang.

"Ok?"

He picked it up and saw it was Nightingale's phone call.

"If you don't call me soon, I'm going to take my female diver to a nightclub to pick up rich guys."

The nightingale said, half-jokingly.

"Sorry, I was just busy with too many things, I'm done now."

Liu Zheng could hear the complaint in her words.