Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Private schools can be entered simply by paying more tuition, while public schools require much more."

Hachijo sighed.

"What's your granddaughter's name, class, and appearance?"

he asked again.

"It's all here."

Hachijo took a photo album out of his inner pocket and pulled out a photo from it.

"what?"

Liu Zheng looked at the photo, then at the eight lines, his face showing suspicion.

"What are you looking at? Don't we look alike?"

Hachijo asked, somewhat annoyed.

"Their facial features and face shape are somewhat similar, but why does your granddaughter only have two hands?"

"Our clan's multi-armed gene is passed down to males only, so she looks just like an ordinary human."

Eight points explained.

"Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

Having six extra arms gives him a significant advantage in both daily life and fighting.

"Although girls don't have eight arms, all their innate attributes are higher than boys', so it's not a disadvantage for them."

Eight said.

"Oh, that's alright."

Liu Zheng glanced at the writing on the back of the photo and put it into the broken mandarin duck pouch.

"I've made a note of this. I'll look into it once I get out."

Do you have the channels?

Eight asked with concern.

“There are several channels. A friend of mine is the deputy director of a large company, and his son is in his second year of high school. He might be in the same school as your granddaughter. I also know a parent whose son is in elementary school, but she lives in Xuefu Jiayuan, where there should be many parents accompanying their children to school. They should be able to communicate with each other.”

“I know about Xuefu Jiayuan. I even wanted to buy a house in Xuefu Jiayuan for my granddaughter, but she couldn’t because she didn’t have a city household registration.”

Hachi interrupted him, saying with some resentment.

"Yes. I also have a friend who is a professor at the First Municipal University. I should be able to get in touch with him eventually, even if it's a bit of a roundabout way."

"If all else fails, I have quite a few friends at the city hall. I can ask them to use their connections at the Ministry of Education; that should definitely be possible."

Liu Zheng said one by one.

"Alright, alright, no need to say anything more, I believe you."

Hachijo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his expression became much kinder.

"Then I'll leave my granddaughter's matter to you."

Eight said solemnly.

"No problem. It's just school bullying, I have experience with this."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

As an orphan who grew up in a wild place like a rural school, he was bound to experience similar things.

Liu Zheng's solution was simple: during the compulsory education period, he would target someone and relentlessly attack them, regardless of whether they were a student or a teacher.

He's done things like chasing someone to their house with a brick in his hand, or smashing all the windows of a teacher's house who was aiding and abetting wrongdoing.

Anyway, they can't expel him from school, and he doesn't have a guardian to pay compensation.

By the time Liu Zheng reached high school, he was already infamous, and hardly anyone dared to mess with him.

Occasionally, there are those who are blind to reason, and he will...

Hmm, never mind, good kids shouldn't listen.

"You do look very experienced."

Eight points were made meaningfully.

"I feel like you're thinking something very rude, Mr. Hachijo."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"No, you're just hallucinating from the heat."

They refused to acknowledge the eight points.

"Alright, you should go now. Guests shouldn't linger in such an important place as the boiler room."

He started kicking people out.

"Then why didn't you just tell me to come in the first place?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes, but still turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Hachijo suddenly called out to him.

Then he leaped up, crawled around on the ceiling like a spider, took something from the corner, and then leaped down again.

"Take it, consider this an advance payment."

Eight handed the things in his hand to Liu Zheng.

It was a red lacquered box, while the wood itself was black. The palm-sized box was covered with patterns of flowers, plants, insects, and fish, and it looked quite valuable.

He opened the lacquer box, inside which was a piece of the character "神" (god) made of some unknown material.

"what is this?"

He asks questions when he doesn't understand.

"This is incense."

Eight said.

Incense can be classified by form into stick incense, coil incense, cone incense, incense balls, incense powder, etc. Seal incense is incense powder that has been pressed and imprinted into a pattern, and it is a relatively rare type.

"Our family's ancestral craft is incense making, but we don't make ordinary incense."

Eighth continued.

"What kind of fragrance is that?"

Liu Zheng asked cooperatively.

"Killer Incense. It can be colorless and odorless, killing people invisibly. Or it can spread its fragrance for miles, causing birds to disappear, people to vanish, and all plants to wither."

Eight return routes.

"Wouldn't that make him perfect as an assassin?"

“That’s right. Our Oma family was originally a family of assassins.”

Hachijo nodded.

"Good heavens, Fuma Kotaro?"

He exclaimed in amazement.

"It's not the Wind Demon, it's the Encounter Demon."

Eight shook their heads.

"The term 'Encountering Demons' refers to the chaotic time of day and night, when Yin and Yang are in disarray. It is during this time that one is most likely to encounter demons, monsters, gods, and spirits. It is said that our Encountering Demons family's incense-making techniques were also taught to us by a deity during the 'Encountering Demons' time."

"Are you sure it came from a deity, and not some great demon?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow and said.

"I don't know, but that's what our ancestors said."

Eight didn't get angry.

Actually, they themselves didn't quite believe it, after all, the technique of "killing incense" sounded like something that demons and monsters were better at.

"So this incense is a killer incense?"

he asked.

"No. I no longer make killer incense, nor will I teach the technique to the future. This ominous legacy will end after I die."

Eight shook their heads.

"a wise decision."

Liu Zheng nodded.

He didn't even need to ask to know that the deaths of the other eight family members were definitely related to the murder incense.

"Do you want it or not?"

Hachijo suddenly asked.

"Do not want to."

Liu Zheng shook his head decisively.

"Why? I see that you are clearly lacking a lineage to inherit."

Based on his experience, Ba Tiao could naturally see that there was no trace of systematic cultivation on him.

"So what if we're short? We've managed to get by anyway. Besides, this 'murder incense' thing sounds so girly. I prefer the kind where you're all about 'fierce blades and raging fire,' where you're all brothers ready to fight."

He said it quite naturally.

Did I tell you how to do it? You're still complaining.

Eight glared at him.

Although he himself also loathed the skill, he was still unhappy that his family's secret technique was being belittled like this.

"If they don't want to teach, then they don't have to. So what exactly is this?"

Liu Zheng shook the lacquer box in his hand.

"This is incense for inviting the gods. As long as you recite the name of the deity and then light this incense, you will receive His help, regardless of whether you are a believer or a member of the deity's family."

"You can also offer incense to a deity when you encounter them, and you will generally receive a very good response. Even if the deity is hostile, they will usually let you off the hook if you offer them incense."

Hachijo introduced.

"What about someone like Shao Yanming?"

he asked.

"He probably won't make it. The two of you are probably already at odds with each other, the kind that's irreconcilable."

After hesitating for a moment, Hachijo said.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just asking. I'm not going to give it to Him anyway."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

If he dares to cause trouble, I'll just kill him again; then I can auction him off.

What if he lit incense to invoke the gods, and then sang the gospel and recited the name of the one behind the black goat cub?

"Uh, never mind, courting death really will lead to death."

The moment the thought popped into his mind, Liu Zheng immediately suppressed it.

The one who pronounces "that one" is not as good as the one who pronounces "La". Although the latter is now La, he is still a major god in the pantheon, and they have cooperated many times and have a foundation of mutual trust.

"This was originally intended as a gift for my future son to receive when he goes to college."

Eight reluctantly looked at the incense sticks.

This incense stick used up not only the materials left over from the Fengmo family, but also cost him a lot of his savings to buy materials from outside.

Moreover, the process was quite accidental; even if he were given the same materials to make it again, he would have a hard time making another one.