Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng asked.

“It’s all ready. But the company requires that we not conduct the transaction near the West River Center. How about you tell me a place and I’ll come to you?”

Wang Manni said.

"Then let's go to Rose Street to make the deal."

He said.

"Okay. When is the time scheduled?"

Wang Manni asked again.

"How about tomorrow night?"

Liu Zheng originally wanted to say anytime was fine, but changed his mind when he thought about the auction.

"What time exactly? If it's too late, those targets probably won't be in the office building anymore."

Wang Manni said with some difficulty.

"Before 8 PM."

He said.

"Oh, that's no problem."

Wang Manni breathed a sigh of relief.

996 is a universal law in the multiverse, and even the working class in the metropolis has to endure it.

As for why the management team is there?

What could excite a boss more than toying with workers while they're working overtime?

Chapter 479 What restaurant would use excrement as a condiment?

"Great, it's settled then."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Mmm. Oh, right."

Wang Manni suddenly fell silent on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"I've already checked the items, there shouldn't be any problems."

After a moment, she said softly.

"Well, good job."

He praised it.

Actually, it doesn't matter if there's a problem. He has a bunch of escape tools and two lives. A mere bomb can't kill him.

However, Wang Manni's efforts should still be acknowledged.

"It's what I should do. See you tomorrow, delivery driver."

Wang Manni said happily.

"See you tomorrow."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

"The job market for white-collar workers is looking up."

The ox and horse appeared behind him without his noticing, and said thoughtfully.

"What, are you going to adjust her odds?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"What's it to you? You're just a gambling tool. Don't pry into the dealer's business."

The cow and horse glared at him, then returned to their haystacks, took out their phones, and started tapping away at the buttons, seemingly trying to send something.

Liu Zheng ignored it and went back to his small stool to read the newspaper.

Speaking of which, the Metropolitan newspaper is quite conscientious; not only is the paper good and the pages large, but the content is also quite substantial.

Unfortunately, much of the content appeared as gibberish to him, and he couldn't tell if it was a problem with the metropolis or the system.

However, the gossip and short stories in the corners are all worth reading. The content might not be interesting to the locals, but it's just right for a player like him.

"Why aren't there any new ones, bro?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Nonsense, it wasn't me who decided it. We're lucky to even have anything to watch."

The cattle and horses returned.

"Sigh, this is boring. I was more interested in knowing how the Madoka Cult is doing."

He sighed.

"Want to know? Don't you have their token? Just go find them when you go out to deliver food later."

The ox and horse urged.

"Boss, if you want me dead, just say so. There's no need to go through the city hall."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly unbridled behavior in the metropolis; it's all because he exploited a bug in the food delivery rules.

If he dares to participate in such a major operation that makes the newspapers, the city hall will definitely not hesitate to hold him accountable.

Of course, if members of the Yuanshen Cult order takeout, that's a different story.

"Hmm, probably not?"

Liu Zheng fell into deep thought.

His relationship with the Yuanshen Cult was definitely not good, and Niu Ma was even more of a sworn enemy of them. If the other party dared to take the initiative to order takeout for help, it would indicate two things.

First, the Yuan Shen sect is indeed at its end.

Secondly, they can offer conditions that he or his livestock cannot refuse.

Just then, Ghost Hand pushed aside the movable wooden plank and climbed in.

"What the hell?"

Liu Zheng was so startled that he stood up abruptly.

It's like your wish comes true, isn't it?

"What's wrong with you?"

His reaction was so exaggerated that even the cows and horses stopped playing on their phones and looked at him with bewilderment.

Ghost Hand was also frightened by him and stood there dumbfounded.

"it's okay no problem."

Liu Zheng spoke to the ox and horse, then beckoned the ghost hand with his tentacles.

Ghost Hand hesitated for a moment before approaching him and placing the takeout order down.

Liu Zheng looked at its paws and a clever idea struck him. Instead of picking up the takeout order, he spoke to the ox and horse.

"Boss, I need to attend an auction and I need some extraordinary items as currency. Do you know anyone willing to lend me some?"

"You little brat, you want me to play along with your act, huh?"

The ox and horse were stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what he meant.

"There's nothing we can do about it; restaurants have so many rules."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

What if you borrow it and don't pay it back?

The ox and horse glanced at him, but still chose to cooperate.

"You can run away, but you can't hide. I stay in the rest room every day, and you come to see me every day. How could I possibly renege on my promise? Unless I'm tired of living."

Liu Zheng replied.

"That's hard to say. You know so many big shots out there. If you're really determined not to come back, there's nothing anyone can do about it."

Niu Ma said, half-jokingly.

"What I'm doing outside is just for show; the restaurant is my foundation. Look, these two treasures of mine can only be effective in the restaurant. If I were to run away for a few extraordinary items, wouldn't that be penny-wise and pound-foolish?"

He defended himself.

"Hmm, what you said makes some sense."

Niu and Ma nodded, and then the two of them looked at the ghost hand together.

Ghost Hand was initially bewildered, then slowly came to his senses, his "gaze" sweeping over the two of them.

Although it didn't even have eyes, Liu Zheng and the oxen and horses still sensed a hint of contempt from its "gaze".

Of course, given their thick skin, they accepted it without hesitation, and were even a little smug about it.

Ghost Hand hesitated for a long time before finally opening its mouth and spitting out a beer bottle.

Liu Zheng picked up the beer bottle, and an item description immediately popped up.

Name: The Indestructible Beer Bottle

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Perfect

Effect: Normally cannot be destroyed.

"Note: Who the hell replaced my prop wine bottle with this?!"

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

"Good guy!"

He exclaimed, "Wow!"

As expected of someone whose abilities even cattle and horses cannot predict, they always produce items of perfect quality.

Even though it's just a piece of junk, if it's a pile of shit, it's still the best shit if it's of perfect quality.

Moreover, although the effect of the beer bottle may seem useless, it is very special and extreme.

For collectors, the value of an item often depends not on its practical value, but on its rarity and symbolic meaning.

It's not entirely useless; for example, it should come in handy when dealing with powerful but small-range attacks.

Liu Zheng thought for a moment, then took out the remaining wine and placed it in front of Ghost Hand.

Although all these bottles of liquor combined can't compare to a beer bottle, the size is significant.

This time, Ghost Hand didn't show off immediately. Instead, it swallowed the whole thing, then reluctantly "looked" at the beer bottle before crawling away.

"Bring it to you."

Niu Ma rushed to Liu Zheng's side with lightning speed and snatched the beer bottle.

Liu Zheng was somewhat surprised, but not panicked.

If cattle and horses wanted to steal his things, they would have done so long ago; there was no need to wait until now.

A perfectly crafted beer bottle is still just a beer bottle; to people outside of those with special needs or collectors, its value may not even be as high as a bottle of fine wine.

The cattle and horses threw the beer bottles to the ground and then stomped on them with one hoof.

"boom!"

The loud noise echoed in the lounge, and the strong wind it generated made Liu Zheng squint.

"grass!"

The ox and horse cursed angrily and raised their hooves.

The concrete floor was worn with cracks, revealing the obsidian foundation beneath.