Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Inside was something that looked like glasses, with lenses, a frame, and a stand.

But upon closer inspection, the so-called lenses are actually two thin eyeballs, the so-called frames are two ears, and the frames are actually two hands with elongated fingers.

Name: Super Erotic VR Glasses

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect 1: After use, it will automatically generate erotic materials based on the player's sexual preferences."

"Effect 2: When used after soaking in one's own body fluids, it can provide players with a sensory experience that is almost indistinguishable from reality."

"Note: Brothers, let's charge one more time with me!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"That's awesome."

Seeing the effect of the product, Liu Zheng gave it a thumbs up.

As expected of a metropolis, this can directly simulate sensory stimulation even though they haven't even developed holographic VR glasses in reality.

This is no longer just a VR headset; it's more like a virtual reality helmet from online games and novels.

Moreover, props that are not disposable are quite rare.

"So, how was it? Was it worth it?"

The boss asked smugly.

"It's definitely worth it."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Of course, this thing costs 150,000 to produce, and there's no market for it."

The boss said.

"Isn't this thing mass-produced?"

"It's mass-produced, but it's handmade. The craftsman who made it has disappeared, so it's practically a collector's item."

The boss then revealed the inside story.

"Could he have drowned himself from overexertion?"

Thinking of the notes, he squinted and said.

"It's not impossible."

The boss shrugged.

"That shows a lot of craftsmanship."

The swordsmith sacrifices himself for the sword, but what is that compared to the swordsmith who sacrifices his life to aid the swordsmith?

"Okay, I'll take this prized possession."

Liu Zheng counted out 220,000 and handed it over to the other party.

"Not bad, not bad. Please patronize my business in the future."

The boss counted the money with a broad smile.

"Sure. But since I've spent so much in one go, aren't you going to give me a membership card or something?"

He said it half-jokingly.

"We don't have a membership card, but we can give you a free gift."

The owner lifted his shirt and took out a steaming hot sausage.

"Here, eat it while it's hot."

He handed the sausage to Liu Zheng.

The latter looked at the body that was exactly the same as the boss's and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

Name: Newsstand Owner's Pure Meat Sausage (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Restores a small amount of stamina and grants the 'full' status for half an hour."

"Note: Trust me, you won't want to know where this meat came from."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Full of food: Players will be in a state of fullness and will not feel hungry due to any factors."

"Thank you, I'm already full without eating."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

Although he had absolutely no interest in eating this stuff, he figured he might as well take advantage of the freebie.

Moreover, the state of being "full" is also a conceptual ability, which might come in handy.

So, he still put the pure meat sausage into his system space with a look of disgust.

"Let's go, boss."

Liu Zheng said goodbye and left the newsstand.

"Manager Xu, please deliver the talisman to No. 188 Hat Street."

He called the bald manager and then signaled the driver to start the car.

Upon arriving at Hat Street, Liu Zheng signaled the driver to slow down, while he looked around and quickly found his target.

It was a two-story wooden building facing the street, sandwiched between two brick and tile houses that looked like detached houses, making it look particularly old and cramped.

A brass plaque with the words "188 Hat Street" is nailed to the wooden door, which has faded and peeled paint due to lack of maintenance.

Liu Zheng got out of the car but didn't rush to knock on the door. Instead, he stood there and waited.

After waiting for a while, a black hearse drove into Hat Street.

"This way."

He stood on tiptoe and waved his tentacles.

The hearse spotted him and sped toward him.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Liu."

The bald manager got out of the car and said.

"It's okay, I just arrived too. Where's your stuff?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Bring it."

The bald manager pulled a rectangular box out of his pocket.

Upon opening the box, inside was a black talisman paper identical to the one Joshua had.

Liu Zheng picked up the talisman; the item description was exactly the same.

"very good."

He nodded in satisfaction and handed over the bark and branches he had been carrying under his arm to the other person.

Sensing the vibrant life force emanating from the bark and branches, the bald manager smiled.

Yin gives rise to Yang, and Yang gives rise to Yin. Trees are between living and dead things. The more vibrant the wood used to make a coffin, the better it is for the deceased buried in it.

The London plane tree, being the only tree in the city with intelligence, has exceptionally valuable wood.

As for bronze coffins, iron coffins, and gold coffins, besides showcasing wealth and status, they were more often used to suppress the dead buried within them.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go to the cemetery with you later."

Liu Zheng said to the bald man, then went up and knocked on the door.

Chapter 550 The Gravedigger: Add Some Fuel to the Fire

"Who?"

Soon, voices could be heard coming from inside the house.

"Hello, are you Mr. Park?"

Liu Zheng said.

"It's me. Who are you?"

The tone of "Pu Jie" wasn't friendly, but it wasn't malicious either.

"I am a junior to the fisherman and the pond owner, and I am here on behalf of my two elders to visit you."

He originally wanted to show off the gift in his hand, but after glancing at the door and finding no peephole, he gave up.

"The fisherman and the pond owner? They're still alive?"

Pujie paused for a moment and asked.

He hadn't seen the fisherman for decades, and the pond owner was nearly a century old.

If they were dragons, shut-ins who could sleep for hundreds of years, that would be one thing. But these two are fishermen who go out to fish every day. If we haven't seen them for so long, they've either been locked up or they've died. Anyway, there's no difference between the two.

"No, no, they're all in good spirits and are especially thinking of you."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Thinking about me? What are you thinking about me for?"

"I'm just waiting to see you make a fool of yourself when you're having a bad day."

He told the truth.

"Hmph, those bastards deserve to be in the Air Force."

He snorted coldly and then opened the door.

Contrary to Liu Zheng's expectations, this unfortunate Schrödinger was actually quite handsome and refined, with a rather imposing and imposing physique. If he grew a beard and wore ancient costume, he would fit the image of a handsome high-ranking official.

Unfortunately, he not only had no beard, but he was also wearing an old silk robe, making him look even more like a eunuch who liked to sunbathe.

"Bloody Restaurant!"

When the idiot saw the uniform he was wearing, his face changed drastically. He screamed as if he had seen a ghost and immediately tried to close the door.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not here to deliver takeout to you."

Liu Zheng quickly said this and used his hooves to brace against the door.

However, apart from blocking the door, he did nothing else that would provoke him to fall.

When Pu Jie realized he couldn't close the door and Liu Zheng didn't intend to force him to deliver the food, he gradually calmed down.

"You've really come to visit me?"

"I'm suspicious," the guy said.

"Of course, otherwise I would have already thrown the takeout inside, wouldn't I?"

Liu Zheng smiled.

"Okay, come in."

He let go, giving up space.

"Thank you, Mr. Park."

He didn't stand on ceremony and strode into the house.

The house was cleaned and maintained quite well, and it didn't have that damp, moldy smell that's common in older houses.

However, the house is too empty. Apart from some necessary furniture, there is not even a rug, vase or wine cabinet or anything that can show the homeowner’s aesthetic or preferences.

It's like this house was originally intended to be rented out but it's never been rented out.