Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

What kind of set meals do you offer here?

he asked.

"As soon as you come in, you ask about the package deals. Sir, you're certainly quick to speak your mind. But funerals and weddings are both major life events, and we can't rush things. How about we look at the cemetery plots first?"

"That's what the bald guy suggested."

"You have cemeteries here? Aren't cemeteries in public cemeteries?"

Liu Zheng asked, puzzled.

"This gentleman clearly knows his stuff. Yes, the cemetery plots are indeed in public cemeteries, but we have an agreement with them. As long as you choose the plot number and type from us, we can immediately send a construction team to start construction, ensuring the burial is not delayed."

The bald man's voice was melodious and rhythmic, as if he were giving a speech rather than selling something.

"Alright, let's take a look."

Having already acknowledged a godfather, it's really a bit much not to even be picky about the apartment layout.

"Okay, please come this way."

The bald man led Liu Zheng to the center of the hall.

"Xiao Lu, show the guests the latest floor plan."

"It's a command," the bald man ordered.

"Okay, manager."

A slightly accented voice came from the ground.

Liu Zheng looked down at the ground, where a woman wearing a shirt and skirt was embedded in the floor tile.

After the woman finished speaking, her body bulged and deformed, quickly transforming into a model commonly seen in real estate sales centers.

"Sir, please take a look. This is a high-end community that we have meticulously built in the cemetery. It is all in a prime location with excellent feng shui, an underground CBD, and a garden for your future."

The bald man pulled out a pointer from somewhere and started pointing at the sand table while speaking passionately.

Liu Zheng looked at the various cemetery models in the sand table, each of which was labeled with a number.

"Did you buy all of these cemetery plots?"

he asked.

"That's right. Every homeowner who moves into our community is carefully selected and is definitely a high-quality, high-caliber individual. In addition, we have also provided the community with a professional butler who is specifically responsible for resolving the needs of homeowners and resolving conflicts between them, ensuring that homeowners enjoy a more comfortable living experience than before they passed away."

The bald man nodded.

"Is the butler alive or dead?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"We adopt a dual-management system. The deceased's manager is responsible for handling affairs within the cemetery, while the living's manager is responsible for handling affairs outside the cemetery. This ensures that each person is dedicated to their specific role and task. In short, it's all about professionalism!"

"It's bald," the bald man said loudly.

"That sounds good. How much is that set?"

He pointed to a large single-level apartment and said.

"Sir, you have excellent taste. This is a rare, sunny luxury home with two bathrooms, a large living room, two balconies, and a duplex design."

"Wait, wait, wait! Isn't this a large single-level apartment?"

Liu Zheng interrupted the bald man's endless chatter.

"This is the second floor; the first floor is underground."

The bald man explained.

"Okay, then what about scarce sunlight? Does the cemetery get sunlight?"

“We have equipped the community with professional beauty-grade sun lamps, which are specially supplied to homeowners who need them.”

The bald man said calmly.

"Awesome. I heard you guys have a lot of exciting projects here, like 'Eighteen Farewell Scenes' and 'Sister Flowers'."

"Was the person who passed away in your family an old man?"

The bald man raised an eyebrow.

"How did you know?"

"Nine out of ten people who request both of these projects are old men. There are several levels of elaborate send-off ceremonies, sir. Which one would you prefer?"

"I asked the bald man."

What kinds are there?

"There are eighteen bronze men, eighteen scholars, eighteen beauties, eighteen martial arts, eighteen weapons, eighteen levels of hell, eighteen touches, etc. If you become a member on the spot, we also have a hidden project of eighteen arhats."

"That's what the bald man said."

“We also have a cooperative relationship with the Metaverse.”

He suddenly leaned close to Liu Zheng's ear and whispered something.

"Forget about the Eighteen Arhats, what about the Eighteen Touches?"

Liu Zhenggang killed a bunch of bald monks, so when the Eighteen Arhats arrive, it will be like holding a funeral for him.

"Oh, it means that eighteen massage masters massaged the deceased at the same time, and the burial took place while they were massaging him."

"That's what the bald man said."

"Eighteen people, is there enough room for everyone?"

He squinted and said.

Only giants could enjoy this project.

"Sir, you misunderstand. I was saying it literally. Eighteen massage masters means eighteen hands."

The bald man said calmly.

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God's hell, eighteen massage therapists! So many hands touching the dead body—if you knew it was a funeral service, you'd think they were rotting the corpse.

"What about the twin sisters?"

Liu Zheng asked.

“We also have two grades of ‘twin sisters’ here. Xiaodi, go and bring out the ‘twin sisters’ for the guests to see.”

"It's a command," the bald man ordered.

"Okay, manager."

The black cloth in the corner of the hall was lifted, and a woman in business attire walked out.

Chapter 530 The residents of the metropolis are so rude!

The woman wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had great skin—smooth, rosy, with almost no blackheads or acne scars, and she wasn't wearing makeup.

Her figure is also a proper slightly plump figure, especially her chest, which is so prominent that it almost bursts out of her shirt, making her look full of vitality.

Even her prominent belly didn't detract from her appearance; instead, it added to her maternal charm.

The woman walked up to the two men and unbuttoned her shirt from the bottom up.

"Um"

When Liu Zheng saw her balloon-like belly, he couldn't help but frown.

That wasn't a normal pregnant woman's belly. The belly, which should have been as smooth and rosy as the skin on her face, had become pale and dry, like a piece of paper that had been wet, crumpled, and then forcibly dried and flattened.

Thick blood vessels, like earthworms, twitch slightly under the skin, delivering nutrients to the enlarged uterus.

Inside the swollen uterus, two infants sleeping in each other's arms were clearly visible, their pale faces bearing a deep deathly aura, and their hearts showing no sign of beating.

Clearly, these were two stillborn babies.

"This is a specialty of our funeral home, the standard 'twin sisters' version. These two fetuses are carefully selected twin sisters. They are taken from their original mothers and placed in the uterus of their new mothers to maintain their vitality. When needed, their souls will be matured through a ritual."

“Such ‘sister flowers’ have pure souls, unlike those ordinary deceased who have obsessions that are difficult to control, making them the most suitable for burial.”

"I'm introducing it with a smug look on my face," the bald manager said proudly.

"Then their original mother?"

"Don't worry about that. Although our funeral home serves the deceased, we have the utmost respect for life. The original mothers of these fetuses are either already dead or voluntarily underwent cesarean sections. We will also provide them or their families with sufficient compensation. We would never commit murder to remove a fetus."

The bald manager spoke with righteous indignation.

"hehe."

Liu Zheng smiled noncommittally.

Whether it was voluntary or forced, who can say for sure?

"What if I want other races?"

he asked.

“That would be more complicated. Other races either lack spirituality or have difficulty conceiving, making it hard to find suitable twin girls. If you don’t have any requirements regarding gender or intelligence, then it’s simpler.”

"If you have a specific requirement, then you'll have to wait for us to prepare the goods. And the price will be much higher."

"That's what the bald manager replied."

Does nurturing a stillborn fetus have no negative effects on the mother?

"This technology is already very mature, and we will provide the most comprehensive nutrition and medical care to the employees who become the mother, so as to minimize the negative impact."

"Of course, it's also possible that there's none at all. The mother's lifespan will definitely be shortened, and there will be virtually no chance of conceiving normally again."

"All risks are specified in the contract, and it is entirely based on the principle of voluntariness. In fact, the competition for this position is very fierce."

"That's what the bald manager said."

“Sir, I did it voluntarily.”

The woman spoke up, and her expression seemed genuine.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the advanced version instead."

Liu Zheng stared at her stomach for a moment, a glint of fire flashing in his eyes.

“No problem. Xiaodi, go and bring the flowerpots out.”

"That's what the bald man said."

"Okay, manager."

The woman went back behind the black cloth and soon emerged pushing a strange device.

The top of the device was a glass tank filled with a transparent liquid that appeared to be a nutrient solution, in which a small corpse was suspended.

The strip-shaped structures, resembling both blood vessels and roots, emerged from the uterus and the abdomen, soaking in the nutrient solution, rising and falling like a pulse.

"This is the advanced version of the 'Twin Flowers'. Two specially cultivated flower seeds are placed in the uterus of a corpse to grow. Nutrient solution is used to strengthen their vitality, and then the death energy of the mother's body is used to transform them. After maturing, they will become a half-alive, half-dead existence."

"It not only allows the deceased to enjoy the blessings of having multiple wives, but also enables them to go about their business, combining entertainment and practicality."

"Moreover, the appearance, figure, personality, skills, knowledge, and even memories of the flower seeds can be customized, making them the perfect choice for life in the underworld and as a companion in the tomb."

The bald manager gave a passionate introduction.

"Isn't this body the wrong size?"

Liu Zheng asked deliberately.

"That's right. The death energy of stillborn babies is purer, and they are more efficient at transforming into life."

"That's what the bald manager explained."

"You guys really went to great lengths."

he sneered.

"Not at all, it's all to meet customer needs."

The bald manager said modestly, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in his tone.