Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"I'm getting really angry," the penguin said, then stomped its little yellow webbed feet on the floor.

A large walnut wood table rose up, along with a throne crafted from countless longswords.

This throne is over ten meters tall and covered with spikes, horns, and bumps. It is more of a torture device than a throne.

"Why does this thing look so familiar?"

He remembered that Si Xue seemed to have a throne of the same design, but much smaller in size. He just didn't know whose was the real one.

"The auction begins!"

The penguin jumped onto the table, raised the auction gavel, and smashed it down.

As the dull thud echoed throughout the hall, the collectors who had just been laughing fell silent.

"Alright, let's begin the auction of the first item. Hopefully, it'll be a great start, otherwise I might have to put laxatives in your tea."

"That's what the penguin said seriously."

It tapped the auction hammer again, and a projection of a glass bottle appeared out of thin air on the table.

"what?"

Liu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

Isn't this the Little Mermaid's first tears? He actually got it as the first item up for auction. I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck.

"Wow, it's this. Not bad, not bad, it seems this auction is going to be interesting."

The penguins also seemed somewhat surprised.

"Let me see. Hmm, the Little Mermaid's First Tear. Taking it can increase one's affinity with water elements. Of course, this is just a bonus."

"Its real power is that it can enhance the user's sexual ability and fertility. Even long-lived people may achieve instant climax after taking it."

"Uber, I remember you and your wife have been trying to conceive for over three hundred years, haven't you?"

"That's what the penguin suddenly said."

"Hey! Is this the kind of thing you're going to bring up at an auction?"

"A person completely hidden in a cloak said angrily."

"What's wrong with saying this? It's not your real name. Besides me, who else knows who you are?"

"Besides, I'm telling others that you're determined to win, helping you eliminate some competitors in advance."

The penguin said matter-of-factly.

"Hmph, if I don't get the shot in the end, you can forget about ever coming to my house as a guest this year."

"That's what the cloaked man said."

"Is your auction this casual?"

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

Although he had never attended an auction before, it didn't seem like this was how a stand-up comedy show should be.

"It wasn't like this before. It's become like this ever since we had four different owners at Tencent. We have no choice but to change our thinking and tactics."

The projected figure said calmly.

"Hmm? Your line sounds familiar. What did you do before, bro?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I used to be a product manager at a software company."

The projector replied.

"No wonder. Why did you change careers?"

he asked curiously.

Given the madness of the metropolis and the endurance of its residents, 996 shouldn't be enough to deter the projectors. Is it 007?

"They were 'optimized' because they reached a certain age."

The projector said casually.

"Yeah, it's not easy for anyone."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"Hey, wanna have a cigarette?"

He patted the projected figure on the shoulder and took out the pack of "unfathomable cigarettes" that the Nile doctor had given him.

"Thank you, but we cannot accept tips from our guests."

The projector hesitated for a moment, but still refused.

"This is hardly a tip, just a cigarette. Besides, the flavor of this pack of cigarettes is random and might even have negative effects. So it's more of a prank than a tip."

Liu Zheng said.

"Is that so? Then I'll have no choice but to indulge Mr. Liu's perverse tastes."

The person who was projecting the projector readily agreed, took out a cigarette, and stuck it into the hole in the projector.

"That's more like it. Here, I'll have one with you."

He also took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out a "cunning lighter".

"This lighter comes with a box. Don't be surprised if it explodes later, it won't hurt anyone."

Liu Zheng reminded him.

"Then let's use mine."

The projected figure took out a black and gold lighter from its pocket, with a ring of rubies inlaid on the body.

"Wow, that's a really fancy lighter, bro, you're awesome."

He gave a thumbs up.

"This was an award for being the best employee at my previous company, and then I was laid off six months later."

The projected figure said calmly.

But judging from the trembling cigarette in his hole, his inner world was not as calm as it seemed.

"All crows are black. I still have three outstanding employee awards, but my company still harasses me every other day."

Liu Zheng sighed.

That's life. Enough said, let me light one for you.

The projected figure rubbed the roller, and a flame appeared, igniting the cigarette butt.

Two wisps of smoke rose up, just like the turbid air in their chests.

"It stinks! Who farted?"

Liu Zheng immediately looked at the projected figure.

"I didn't put it in."

The person who projected the project said they wouldn't take the blame.

"That is"

"Idiot human, have you ever seen a tree fart?"

Before he could finish speaking, the plane tree gave him a disapproving look.

"It's the taste of this cigarette."

Before Liu Zheng could shift the blame to the distant cattle and horses, the projector revealed the truth.

"You're lucky to have a cigarette that smells like farts."

He smelled his own cigarette; it smelled just like normal cigarette smoke.

"Did I draw a normal one?"

For reasons unknown, Liu Zheng was somewhat disappointed.

"yue!"

He then took a puff and immediately gagged.

"Damn, it tastes like canned herring."

Moreover, it's a deeply fermented version.

As for how he knew, one can only say that people with a strong sense of curiosity are better off not watching review videos.

"Maybe we shouldn't smoke anymore?"

The projector said with concern.

"It's just a cigarette, it won't kill me."

Seeing that only half of the cigarette butt smell remained in his hole, Liu Zheng's competitive spirit was aroused.

"Yue!"

"Suck~"

"yue!"

"Suck~"

After more than ten cycles, he finally managed to smoke the herring-flavored cigarette down to just the butt.

"Mr. Liu, you're a ruthless person."

The person projecting the image expressed admiration.

"If you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm. In the metropolis, I, Liu Zheng, may not have any other skills, but I dare to eat and drink."

"Mr. Liu is quite interesting. You've chatted and smoked, so what exactly do you want from me?"

The projected figure suddenly asked.

"I just want to know if the peacock participated in this auction?"

Seeing that the projected figure had guessed it, he stopped hiding it.

Among the collectors present, he did not spot the peacock.

Perhaps she participated remotely, or perhaps she concealed her identity.

But neither of them is good news for Liu Zheng.

What can you give me?

The projector countered with a question.

"That depends on what you need. I have some items, some money, and many friends. In this small corner of the city, I can get quite a few things done."

Liu Zheng said this without being modest or exaggerating.

"I want to fire the HR person who hired me."

The projector immediately spoke.

"Sure. But wasn't it your former boss who was supposed to optimize your job? Shouldn't HR just be the one holding the knife?"

He was puzzled.

“A tool is still a person. Some employees can be much worse than their bosses. I wasn’t originally on this layoff list, but she kept talking badly about me to the boss and even found someone to replace me, which finally made the boss decide to do it.”

The projector explained.

"That's really bad. So why is she targeting you like this? Did you dig up her ancestral graves?"

"For someone like her, it might not be a big deal if we really dug up her ancestral graves."

The projected figure sneered.

"The reason I offended her was simple: she was wearing the same clothes as another girl that day."

"And then you complimented that girl on her outfit?"

Liu Zheng answered quickly.