Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Once we take him down and destroy the existing farms, this cycle will end."

Oink said slowly.

"Is it possible that the technology was a gift from his god?"

Liu Zheng discovered the key point.

Claiming divine revelation is often just a way to enhance one's authority in reality, but in the metropolis, it may simply be a statement of fact.

"No, because the god worshipped by his small sect is himself."

Oink shook his head.

"He claimed to be the body of God, who came to earth to watch over the bodies of believers. The object of their worship is the Holy Spirit of God, who watches over the souls of believers in heaven."

"Then who are his followers?"

he asked.

"Pig-headed man."

Oink replied.

"Well, that's expected."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Doesn't God declare that mankind are the lambs He raises, and priests are the shepherds with whips?

As for how to attract believers, that's even simpler.

Tell the pig-headed people that they can only be saved by believing in John Miller, then select a group of pig-headed people and falsely claim that they are devout believers, giving them far better treatment than the other pig-headed people.

Then select another group of rebellious pig-headed people, claiming they are devils who defy the gods, and execute them in the most cruel way.

In a world where extraordinary powers already exist, cults can easily be established.

"And the employees of those farms, of course, whether they believe it or not, I don't know."

Oink said.

"The black market must have assassin services, right? Why not hire an assassin to take him out?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"No one dares to take on an assassination attempt against a sitting councilor; that's a red line for the city hall."

Oink shook his head.

"Ok."

Indeed, even a legendary figure like Kill Sauce, who killed a councilor, dared not show his face in public, demonstrating that the city hall has zero tolerance for such murders.

Of course, it's also possible that he killed a deputy director on the side.

“I’ve remembered this, but I can’t promise when it can be done.”

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"Hmm. It's okay, I can wait."

Oink said.

Anyway, given how fast this kid is growing, that day won't be too far off.

"Um"

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"I've said my hello. Aren't you going to the Yorozuya? Hurry up and go."

The hooting of the oxen and horses broke the delicate atmosphere.

"Oh, alright."

Liu Zheng quickly replied.

"You're going to the Yorozuya?"

"Oink asked."

"Yes, this kid got a blade of grass and insisted on going to the Yorozuya to have it divined."

"The ox and horse said."

"Interesting, let's go then."

Oink stood up.

"Oh, boss, you're going too?"

The cattle and horses were stunned.

"Can't I go?"

Oink countered with a question.

"I can, but don't you dislike going out?"

Niu Ma scratched his head and said.

Oink only uses the black market for shelter, but he doesn't like its shady and glamorous atmosphere, so he rarely leaves his slaughterhouse and has things delivered to him when he needs to buy them.

Do I need your permission to do anything?

Oink glanced at him sideways.

"No need, you're the boss, you make the decisions."

The oxen and horses shrank their necks and moved aside.

"Ah."

Oink walked toward the door, holding the iron skewer upside down, letting the meat juices drip onto the floor.

However, judging from the color of the floor, there's not much room left to get dirty.

"Hmm."

Just as Liu Zheng was about to laugh out loud, he was stopped by the glare of the ox and horse.

"Humph!"

The cattle and horses raised their heads and followed Oink out of the slaughterhouse.

"Tch, I should have brought Niu Daji with me."

He curled his lips.

Upon entering the Yorozuya, it was pitch black inside.

The candles were not lit, and the eyes of the crystal skull were dull and lifeless.

"Is he not home?"

Liu Zheng said with some disappointment.

"Maybe it's asleep? Should we try calling it?"

The ox and horse came up with an idea.

"Good idea, but who should call it?"

The two of them turned their gaze to Oink.

They couldn't handle the morning grumpiness of the Yorozuya bosses.

"Who was it that didn't want me to come along?"

Oink's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

"I do not have."

Liu Zheng immediately denied it.

"No, cough, I was just worried about disturbing your rest, boss."

The cattle and horses smiled obsequiously.

"I don't know why I took you in as my underling. Black Claw and Yellow Monkey combined are not as shameless as you."

Even Oink was speechless.

"So they all died, leaving only me, the most lowly and shameless one, to stay with you."

Niu Ma put away his smile and said calmly.

"Ah."

Oink didn't say anything, just nodded, and then lightly stomped his foot.

"Boom!"

A dull thud echoed through the Yorozuya, making all the objects in the room jump slightly, but they didn't tilt or even change position.

"Hmm? We have guests."

A red light appeared in the eye sockets of the crystal skull, then expanded into two orange-red will-o'-the-wisps.

"I am truly flattered that the Butcher of Paradise has graced my little shop with his presence again."

"Is this a gift for me? Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately I am not worthy of it."

Yorozuya glanced at the roast meat in Oink's hand and teased him.

"I wasn't planning on giving it to you anyway."

As he spoke, Oink devoured the rest of the roasted meat in one bite.

"So why not finish eating before going out?"

Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Haha, interesting. We meet again, Liu Zheng, the deliveryman."

The Yorozuya turned their attention to him.

Good evening, Yorozuya boss.

Liu Zheng said politely.

"Big Boss? That's an interesting title. What business opportunity does Big Boss Liu have this time?"

Yorozuya asked with a smile, showing no signs of morning grumpiness whatsoever.

"Boss, take a look at this."

Liu Zheng didn't dwell on the issue of address and directly took out the half-dried yarrow.

"Oh? Yarrow. I haven't received this in a while."

The will-o'-the-wisp in the Yorozuya's eyes trembled slightly.

"Are you going to sell it to me, or use it for divination? Or something else?"

it asked.

"Are there any other uses?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That depends on whether it falls within my scope of business. After all, I'm just a general store, not a jack-of-all-trades store."

Yorozuya played a joke.

"Then, sir, could you take a look at this one as well?"

He immediately took out the Black Carp Dragon's Relic.

"Oh, delivery guy, you really know how to surprise me. You even managed to pull out something like this. Did you raid the fisherman's entire hideout?"

Yorozuya was genuinely surprised this time.

"This was given to me by the sewers."

Liu Zheng did not offer much explanation.

"I see. So what do you want me to do with it?"