Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng prostrated himself on the ground.

"Haha, no need for that. You've also helped me achieve results; we're just helping each other out."

Feng Jizi helped him up and said.

"I should still thank you. Ahem, do you have any guidance for me, senior?"

He said in a low voice.

"No. This wine jar has been shielded by the jar owner's magic; which one gets in depends entirely on luck."

Feng Jizi said.

"Then let's take this one at our feet."

Liu Zheng said.

Since there's no way to cheat, I'm too lazy to choose; they're all the same.

"Alright, then young friend, jump down."

Feng Jizi nodded.

"Alright, see you later!"

He shouted and jumped straight down.

There was no feeling of weightlessness as he had imagined; he found himself directly in front of a factory.

Scorching steam billows from towering chimneys, which quickly cool and transform into layers of clouds in the sky.

Congratulations, young friend.

Feng Jizi's voice came from behind.

"Senior, what is there for me to be happy about?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This is Meng Po Winery, one of the ten wineries of our Dukang Winery, which specializes in brewing fine wine for spirits."

Feng Jizi replied.

"I see. Then I'm really lucky."

he laughed.

Red Phantom, Gravekeeper, and Red Pig all require spirits to drink fine wine, and this rare wine is inherently more valuable than ordinary wines.

"This way, young friend."

Feng Jizi led the way, bringing Liu Zheng to the front of the factory.

After passing through a series of factory buildings marked with words such as "grain depot," "cellar," and "distillation workshop," the two arrived at a single-story building.

"This is the distillery's administration building."

Feng Jizi explained.

"Senior, don't try to fool me, I'm not very well-educated. Aren't buildings only considered to have two stories or more?"

He squinted and said.

"The first floor is specifically used for external offices. The second floor is right there, but you can't see it or go there, young friend."

Feng Jizi explained.

"Ok."

"please."

Feng Jizi took out his employee card, swiped it to access the building, and led Liu Zheng into the administration building.

Chapter 593 Divine Wine, Epic Item!

The interior decoration of the administration building, well, it really feels like a state-owned factory from the 1960s or 70s.

The window frames were painted green, the glass was a cool blue, the walls were painted in patches of gray and white, and there were simple tables and chairs fixed with nails.

Not to mention the large photos and slogans everywhere; the vibe is just too strong.

However, those photos and slogans were all veiled in a thick gauze, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"this way please."

Feng Jizi led him to an office.

"What would you like to drink, young friend?"

"Tea will do."

Liu Zheng said.

"I thought my young friend would like to try our local wine."

Feng Jizi said unexpectedly.

"I don't actually like drinking; I only buy it for other people."

He shook his head.

"Prolonged drinking is harmful to health, but occasional small sips are harmless. Have you not heard that there is no relief from sorrow but only wine?"

"I've heard another saying: 'You can't cut water with a knife; you can't drown your sorrows with wine.'"

Liu Zheng replied.

"To remain so lucid in the metropolis, young friend, I fear you will not live a long life."

Feng Jizi sighed.

"I'll live one day at a time. Anyway, I'm quite familiar with the gravedigger, so it's not too late to drink after I die."

He shrugged.

"Haha, that makes some sense. In that case, let's have some tea."

Feng Jizi walked to the cabinet and took out two enamel mugs from it.

He took out a tin can from his sleeve, scooped out some tea leaves and put them into a cup, then picked up the thermos next to him and poured in boiling water.

"This is bamboo leaf tea made from bamboo I grew myself. It's not fancy, but it has a wonderfully fragrant aroma."

As Feng Jizi spoke, he placed the enamel mug in front of Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng picked up the enamel mug, and an item description immediately popped up.

Name: Bamboo Leaf Tea (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: After use, you will receive the 'Wind's Blessing' status for 24 hours."

"Note: Wind is a symbol of command and governance. Dirt removes the soil and then comes. How could there be anyone in the world whose surname is Wind and whose given name is Hou?"

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

"Blessing of the Wind: Increases movement speed by 15% and reduces wind damage taken by 30%".

Is it "Feng Hou" bamboo leaf tea or "Feng Hou Zhu" leaf tea?

He couldn't help but mutter.

This broken system doesn't even know how to punctuate.

"Oh? Young friend, you can actually tell the origin of my tea?"

Feng Jizi exclaimed in surprise.

"I have the ability to identify items, but it's not very reliable."

Liu Zheng said frankly.

"I see. Feng Hou was my ancestor, a descendant of Suiren, the fire ancestor, and a minister of the Yellow Emperor, holding the position of one of the Three Dukes. This bamboo was planted by us descendants to commemorate Feng Hou, hence the name Feng Hou Bamboo."

Feng Jizi explained.

"I see. So, does that mean I'm also a descendant of the Feng Hou Ancestor?"

He applied his knowledge to other situations.

"You could say that. But I only have one fellow townsman, my friend, and I guess he only has one fellow townsman, so whether it is true or not is not important."

Feng Jizi smiled and said.

Things are valued for their rarity, and so are feelings.

With more children, parents' love will be divided; with more fellow villagers, fellow villagers will become less valuable.

But if there's only one person from the same hometown, and both are normal people, then they're closer than family.

"That's true. Senior, I'll drink it, you can do as you please."

Liu Zheng drank it all in one gulp.

He drank a cup of tea and acted as if he were showing off a bottle of liquor.

"Uh, never mind."

Feng Jizi had wanted to do something, but she chose to give up.

"Perhaps this is how people in later generations drink tea?"

He comforted himself in this way.

After finishing their tea, the two got down to business.

"The Bloody Restaurant's purchasing list has been prepared. You can choose whatever you want from here. Or you can tell me what you prefer and I'll help you select it."

Feng Jizi took out a picture book from his sleeve and placed it in front of Liu Zheng.

"Then could you please help me select the wine from Meng Po's Winery?"

He said.

Since we can buy wine at a 90% discount, we should definitely take advantage of this deal first.

"it is good."

Feng Jizi reached out and flipped open the picture book; the next page contained introductions to various types of alcohol.

Some are packaged in jars, some in bottles, and some in jugs, with a brief description below each picture.

At the very front of the line was a large wine cup carved from a skull, the wine inside boiling continuously, bubbles rising and bursting, spewing out plumes of smoke.

Upon closer inspection, the bubbles were clearly the heads of individual souls, each connected to a red-hot iron chain that pierced directly into their brains.

Each time a ghost head explodes, the iron chain retracts into the cup, and then a new ghost head is dragged out.

It was just a cup of wine, but Liu Zheng felt as if he were seeing an entire hell.

Wine Name: Eight Hot Hells Yellow Soup

"Wine: Divine"

"Introduction: Those who drink this will fall into the Eight Hot Hells (Extreme Hot Hell, Hot Hell, Howling Hell, Howling Hell, Hell of All Souls, Black Rope Hell, and Resurrection Hell), suffering the torment of being tortured by ten thousand souls for five hundred days. If they can awaken, they will sever all afflictions, attain perfect wisdom, receive the great offerings of ten thousand souls, and become an Arhat."

Price: 100 million

"Good guy."

After reading the description below the wine, he exclaimed, "Wow!"

The Arhat rank is the third rank in Buddhism, equivalent to the Celestial Immortal rank in Taoism.

One bowl of wine and you'll instantly become an immortal, yet it only costs 100 million, and after a 90% discount, it's even only 10 million—it's incredibly cheap!

"Young friend, are you interested in this wine?"

Feng Jizi asked.

"Since it's already 90% off, it's definitely the most cost-effective to buy the most expensive one."

Liu Zheng said frankly.