Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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Even though the pale flames were suitable, Liu Zheng was still hesitant to take out the gold card.

Regardless of their relationship with the city hall, other landmarks are all part of the metropolis.

Only the Chaos Club, judging from the fragmentary information he had gathered, seemed to be just as out of place as he was.

Is sunlight considered a flame?

Liu Zheng remembered and asked.

"No. But a flame ignited by sunlight counts."

The gravedigger replied.

"That's it."

He can find quite a few suitable flames.

First, there's the flame of Si Xue, whose high temperature and quality of the golden liquid, capable of melting even the most indestructible wine bottles, goes without saying.

Secondly, there's the Red Phantom's flames. It's hard to say how hot the flames are, but their quality is definitely high enough to kill even the most powerful monsters.

Then there's the Radiance of Ra. In Atlantis, the combination of Sunfire and Golden Liquid instantly killed the Moon Demon, and the quality and temperature were also sufficient.

Finally, there's the "Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath" set, which is at least a perfect quality item, and the quality of its own flames won't be low either. If all else fails, it can be transformed into the Wrathful Demon.

There must be other flames, but Liu Zheng was too lazy to think about them anymore.

"Then I'll take this commission. Do you have any suitable containers?"

he asked.

After all, those flames weren't objects, so he couldn't store them in the system space.

"Have."

The gravedigger pulled a corncob pipe out of his pocket.

"If you're satisfied enough, then this is yours."

He tossed the pipe to Liu Zheng.

The latter caught the pipe, and an item description immediately popped up.

Name: Five-Star MacLuther's Corn Pipe

Type: Equipment

Quality: Excellent

Effect 1: Slightly increases the player's charm.

"Effect 2: It can absorb and store flames; the item will be destroyed once the storage limit is exceeded."

"Note: Five-star McLuther once said that even if you're going to be a McLuther, you should be the most famous one."

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

"I feel like this pipe and sunglasses would go really well together."

Liu Zheng suddenly had a feeling.

"Can this pipe withstand the strain?"

Seeing the second result, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"After all, the flames you want are definitely not ordinary stuff."

"Makes sense."

The gravedigger nodded after listening, then whistled.

A roar that sounded like both a human and a beast came from afar, followed by a black dot appearing in the sky.

The black dot grew closer and larger until it transformed into a tall figure, which then crashed to the ground.

"boom!"

The newcomer crashed straight to the ground with a metallic clang, without even bending his knees.

It had a blue face and fangs, wore a dark blue robe, a string of beads around its neck, and a hat with a peacock feather. Its whole body was covered with wet black fur, like seaweed.

"Holy crap, a zombie?"

Liu Zheng blurted it out.

"That's right. And they are corpses that were buried at sea."

"That's what the gravedigger said."

Some people have divided zombies into eight levels: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering zombie, lying zombie, and uncorrupted bone.

Zombies at the level of "hairy zombie" are no longer afraid of ordinary flames, while the wandering zombies, which are two levels higher, can freely enter and exit the realms of the living and the dead and enjoy sunbathing at will.

"Give it the pipe."

"That's what the gravedigger said."

"Oh well."

Liu Zheng handed the pipe to the wandering corpse.

The latter did not immediately take the pipe, but stared straight into his eyes, as if he could see his white brain through them.

"Your men are quite rebellious, Your Guardian."

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"They're not my subordinates. But they are certainly too rebellious."

As the gravedigger spoke, he raised a riding crop that had appeared in his hand at some point.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the upright zombie turned into a lying corpse.

"Snapped!"

With another sharp crack, the belly of the unharmed zombie that had fallen from hundreds of meters in the air was ripped open by the whip, revealing the bluish-purple underbelly inside.

"Squeeze its intestinal fat into the mortar."

"That's what the gravedigger said."

"okay."

Liu Zheng agreed without hesitation, and then walked up to the zombie with a relaxed expression.

The zombie's crimson eyes were fixed on him, and its fangs protruded from its mouth, as if it might bite through his neck at any moment.

"What are you looking at? Do you think you're scary? Movies with you in them are just fantasy action movies, you know?"

Liu Zheng squatted down and patted its cheek with the knife, saying.

He wasn't scared when he watched zombie movies back then, let alone now.

We're all not human, so who's afraid of whom?

If it weren't for the gravedigger intervening, Liu Zheng would have cut the guy into pieces and brought him back to the restaurant to taste.

He had eaten "zombie meat," but he had never actually eaten zombie meat.

He pulled out a section of the zombie's intestines and then forcefully released the pressure.

A drop of foul-smelling intestinal oil peeked out and then slowly dripped into the bowl.

The originally yellow bowl was immediately stained brown by the intestine oil, but the unpleasant smell miraculously disappeared.

Liu Zheng looked at the item description again and found that it had changed again.

Name: Zombie Sausage Oil Pipe

Type: Equipment

Quality: Excellent

Effect 1: Slightly reduces the player's charm.

"Effect 2: It can absorb and store a large amount of fire. The item will be destroyed once the storage limit is exceeded."

"Note: Five-star Mike Luther once said that he had never seen this kind of pipe before."

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

"Goodness, it went straight from increasing charm to decreasing charm."

He raised his eyebrows.

However, he wasn't originally going for a charisma-based approach, so a slight decrease in charisma won't have a significant impact.

Besides, this thing isn't usually equipped, so it's perfectly fine to take it out and use it temporarily.

"Remember this next time, don't just think about eating."

Liu Zheng made a sarcastic remark and stuffed his intestines back in.

The zombie sprang up, ignoring the wound on its stomach, and was about to launch an attack.

"stop!"

The gravedigger spoke calmly, and the wandering corpse immediately froze in place.

"you can go now."

He said.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared angrily at Liu Zheng, then flew away reluctantly.

"Your Excellency, there is something I wish to say, but I am unsure whether I should."

Liu Zheng probed.

"explain."

"Isn't your management too lenient?"

he complained.

Look at the Bloody Restaurant. Let alone confronting them directly, Niu Ma was almost killed by Si Xue just for saying the wrong thing.

Faced with the enraged sewers, the fisherman could only teleport Liu Zheng and the others away, then close his eyes and await his death.

At least inside the landmark, employees are almost powerless against the spokesperson, and the spokesperson is almost powerless against the landmark itself.

It's not like a cemetery at all; both ghouls and zombies dare to blast spikes right in front of the gravedigger.

"Because they are not my employees, they are free to do as they please, except to comply with the cemetery's regulations."

"The gravedigger said calmly."

Without a subordinate relationship, there is no absolute control, and the threat of violence alone is far less effective on the dead than on the living.

The cemetery is only smaller than a sewer, but it has many more people than a restaurant.

In terms of resources alone, gravediggers probably have the most of all the spokespeople.

However, due to the special nature of cemeteries, his authority is actually the lowest.

However, he himself didn't seem to care much about that.

"Ok."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Since the other person doesn't seem to care, he can't say anything more.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going back to herd the cattle."

"That's what the gravedigger said."

"Yes, yes. Could you please lend a hand later?"

Liu Zheng told him about the curse of the "fallen family".

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