Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Isn't this the spirit world gold coin bag?"

He picked up the bag, and an item description immediately popped up.

Name: Spirit Realm Gold Coin Bag

Type: Item

Quality: Perfect

"Effect 1: Consume Spirit Realm Gold to summon random Spirit Realm creatures to serve the player. The more Spirit Realm Gold consumed, the stronger the summoned creatures will be. The duration is not fixed. Current Spirit Realm Gold balance: 32."

"Effect 2: Each Spirit Realm Coin consumed requires the player's own 'flesh' to replenish it."

"Effect 3: Consuming spirit coins other than those in the coin pouch can increase the maximum storage capacity of the coin pouch by a ratio of 2:1."

"Note: I'm here to find you helpers, not to pimp you out!"

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

"Um"

It seems this spirit world gold coin bag has been through a lot.

But even if you go through a lot, isn't taking half of the kickback a bit too much?

"Wasn't it taken by someone else?"

Liu Zheng asked.

I didn't see any plane trees up for auction at the time.

"Couldn't he just put it up for auction again? You stupid human."

It's clear that the plane tree is in a good mood; the adjective used to describe it has changed from "idiot" to "fool."

"Oh, then thank you for your kindness and generosity, Mr. Delegault, the most gentlemanly gentleman on Rue de Rose."

He said with a grin.

If you get the perfect item, don't call him an idiot, you can call him a jackhammer.

"Speaking of which, System, what if I don't have enough 'flesh' to replenish the spirit realm coins I've consumed?"

Liu Zheng asked in his mind.

"The system will issue a warning when the amount of spirit coins consumed exceeds the player's own 'meat' amount."

The system replied.

"That's quite humane."

He nodded.

It's true that it's always good to have a powerful backer. Ordinary metropolitan residents don't have this benefit and can only try on their own or use other methods.

He glanced at his phone; it was almost time.

"They're gone."

Liu Zheng greeted them and then drove to Dukang Winery.

"Jingle Bell!!!"

Halfway through the drive, his phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Boss!"

As soon as he answered the phone, Niu Daji's loud voice boomed in his ear.

"Judging from your voice, you've recovered quite well."

Liu Zheng poked his ear piercing and said.

"Hehe, I'm completely healed, even better than before."

Niu Daji laughed.

"I'm so busy I barely have time to breathe, while you're having a good time at home. Get back here and help me right now."

He laughed and cursed.

"Alright. Where should I meet you, boss?"

Niu Daji asked.

How long will it take you to get back?

Liu Zheng asked.

“I can borrow a sedan chair from ‘Gaga Shuang’ and it should only take half an hour.”

Niu Daji thought for a moment and then said.

"Then come directly to Dukang Winery on Yunmeng Road to find me."

"Okay boss."

After hanging up the phone, he drove straight to Dukang Distillery.

After waiting for ten minutes, a large truck drove up from the other end of the street.

The truck slowly stopped near the Dukang Distillery, and a man got out of the passenger seat. It was the same man who had poured tea for them in Gray Three's office.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

The waiter bowed.

Hello. Is this what I ordered?

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes. Would you like to place the order now?"

"Let's get off."

He nodded.

"Okay. Unload the goods!"

The man shouted, and the back door of the truck was opened.

A group of strangely shaped but strong rats jumped out of the carriage and began to work together to move the goods.

"Is this your own employee or a freight company you hired?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

It's no wonder he was so curious; these rats were just so bizarre-looking.

They may be called rats, but each of them has some human characteristics, and they all walk upright and are quite skilled at using their hands and feet.

But if you call them rat people, these characteristics are quite bizarre. For example, one of their paws is half rat paw and half finger, almost like it was pieced together from rats.

"These are all offspring of our Hui family. Some were born with defects, and some went astray in their cultivation, which is why they turned out like this."

"Although they are ugly and have degenerated intelligence, they are still related by blood, so they have to be fed. Fortunately, they are all quite strong and have a docile temperament, so they are still usable as odd jobs and laborers."

The man explained.

"I see."

Liu Zheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

With the mice working enthusiastically, all the goods were moved away in just twenty minutes.

"Please have Mr. Liu check the goods."

"That's what the guy said."

"it is good."

"Boss!"

He took out his notebook and was about to take inventory when he saw Niu Daji running towards him from afar, shouting.

"Boss, hehehe."

Niu Daji ran up to him and chuckled a few times.

This time, Liu Zheng made it look good in front of his family. When he went to "Gaga Shuang" to borrow a sedan chair, Yuan Bao'er didn't hesitate to have her driver take it. It can be said that Liu Zheng's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Although it had never learned the saying "A scholar will die for one who understands him," it felt even more convinced of Liu Zheng's leadership.

"What are you grinning about, buddy? Do you have a list?"

Liu Zheng glared at it and asked the waiter.

"Yes, Mr. Liu."

The man produced a photocopy of the goods list.

"Could I borrow this for a moment? Thank you. You've come at the right time; could you help me inventory the supplies?"

He took the goods list, handed it to Niu Daji, and then gave the order.

"Yes! Boss."

With Niu Daji's help, Liu Zheng quickly finished inventorying the goods.

"no problem."

He handed the packing list back to the man and nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Liu, we'll be going now."

The man bowed and then directed the truck to leave.

"Don't move or speak for a while."

Liu Zheng gave a few instructions and then knocked on the door of the winery.

Soon, Feng Jizi appeared at the entrance.

"Young friend, you've finished your shopping so quickly?"

He looked at the mountain of goods piled up not far away, somewhat shocked.

"Does the senior think I'm too fast?"

Liu Zheng laughed.

"That's not it. It's just that the purchasing staff usually take half a day or even two or three days to return after going out. In comparison, your efficiency is truly extraordinary."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

"I asked a friend who owns a trading company to help me source goods from all over the city, which is why the efficiency is so high."

He explained.

"I see. And who is that?"

Feng Jizi looked at Niu Daji.

“That’s my brother. Good luck, pay your respects to your senior.”

Liu Zheng greeted him.

"Hello, senior!"

Niu Daji bowed and said loudly.

"Alright, alright. Please move aside, young friend and your brother, so I don't accidentally pack them."

Feng Jizi said.

"Hmm, good luck, move aside."

Although he felt that what he said was a bit strange, Liu Zheng still moved aside.

Feng Jizi's long sleeves bulged, and an incredibly strong suction force arose, sucking all the goods in.

"Young friend, please wait a moment, I will be right back."

He lowered his sleeves and said.

"It's alright, senior, you can go ahead."