It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 435 Red Ghost: I haven't been a human for a long time

"Then it's embarrassing."

Liu Zheng took a step forward, clenched the front end of the tentacles into a ball and smashed towards the red ghost.

Although the attack distance becomes longer and the number of attacks increases after becoming a tentacle monster, there are also some inconveniences.

That is, the Chen family boxing he learned mainly focused on close-range force and hammer and elbow techniques, and was relatively lacking in medium and long-range attacks and leg techniques, which was not very compatible with the tentacles' attack method.

If he had learned the whip technique or the long-range chopping and hanging palm technique, the four tentacles would whip him so hard that even a god would be unable to stop them.

"A weak fist."

The Red Ghost shook his head and took a step back.

His fist was raised and pulled back at the same time, like a huge bow.

Then, his body turned and his fist shot out like an arrow.

"Snapped!"

Crisp and sharp sounds of impact rang out in the warehouse, as clear as a whip hitting marble.

The Red Ghost's fist was similar to stone, with fascia and bones beneath the rough skin, and almost no flesh visible.

But his fist was unusually powerful, as if the strength came not from muscles but from the heavy and surging blood.

"Crack!"

Liu Zheng didn't need to look, he knew the tentacle was broken just by hearing the sound.

But it’s not a big problem. Even if one is broken, there are still three left.

While the Red Ghost's moves were getting old, he immediately swung the other three tentacles to hammer the opponent.

But he was not an ignorant person. He did not hit the head or face, but the shoulders, chest and abdomen.

The Red Ghost, who had turned into a mortal, naturally couldn't retract his fist in time to block, but since he dared to cut off one of his own hands, he certainly had a way to deal with it.

He suddenly sat down, with his buttocks and calves forming two parallel lines.

This posture was extremely awkward, but it just happened to avoid the tentacles' attack route.

Then the Red Ghost raised one leg, supporting his body with only one leg, and lashed Liu Zheng's calf with the raised leg like a whip.

"Dancing, this is it."

He couldn't help but complain.

Although Red Ghost's defense and offense could be described as unexpected, he was also a seasoned veteran who had seen a lot in battle.

Moreover, Liu Zheng’s current perception far exceeds that of the Red Ghost, so he was able to react in time.

He twisted his calf outward and aimed his knee at Red Ghost's whip kick.

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, and Liu Zheng was kicked into the air and fell to the ground.

Instead of panicking, he immediately bent his body and used his tentacles to protect his vital parts.

However, the expected pursuit did not come.

He peeked through the gaps between the tentacles and saw the Red Ghost standing on one leg, with the raised leg trembling slightly.

"Did you break your bones by kicking yourself?"

Liu Zheng guessed.

In that case, he jumped up from the ground without hesitation and lashed out at the red ghost with his tentacles like a storm.

If he guessed wrong, the worst that could happen was that he would be beaten up. If he guessed right, he could end this farce.

Faced with such an unfavorable situation, Red Ghost still calmly waved his arms to block.

Although he only had one hand and one leg left, he still stood firm like an iceberg in the sea.

"I can not make it."

During the fight, Liu Zheng suddenly sat down on the ground and then lay on the ground with his legs spread out.

His eyes were rolled back and he was breathing heavily through his nostrils, like a ram that was tired of climbing a mountain.

"I can't beat you anymore. If you still can, just beat me to death."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

The Red Ghost didn't say anything, but just glanced at him, then his whole body fell straight back.

There were large bruises on all the exposed parts of his body, and there were also varying degrees of depressions in areas such as his sternum.

"I lost."

Red Ghost said lightly.

"I didn't win either."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles.

"That's it."

The red ghost stood up from inside his clothes.

It floated in the air, looking at the coat on the ground, which had turned into a pile of rags, with only the upper half still intact.

"I haven't been a human for a long time. It turns out that the feeling of pain is so wonderful."

It said in a reminiscent tone.

"It's a pity that I can't feel it anymore."

"Is this the clothing you wore when you were alive?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes, and it's the last one."

Red Ghost replied.

"It should still be usable after some repairs, right?"

"It's not just the fabric that's torn. An ordinary tailor can't mend it."

The Red Ghost shook his head.

"How about the spider weaving tribe? The uniforms of our restaurant drivers are made by them."

Liu Zheng thought of the spider weaving lady and the box spider.

"driver?"

"Well, he calls himself a colonel, likes armor and artillery, and it seems he has fought a war with you guys."

He said.

In theory, this is an internal matter of the restaurant, but Red Ghost said that you can say whatever you want in the shelter, so it doesn't matter.

"Oh, it turns out to be the remnants of the Germans."

The Red Ghost sneered.

"Why, does he want to drag you to revive his leader?"

it asked.

"No, he just wanted me to make more explosions and fights. He wanted to have fun with it."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"It's just a trick of playing hard to get. Once you get addicted to it, you become like them."

The Red Ghost shook his head.

"Then I don't think he will succeed. I am actually a pacifist."

He smiled and said.

"Maybe, maybe not. Have you been to the doctor?"

Red Ghost asked.

"I have seen it. Everyone gets sick sometimes, and headaches and fevers are inevitable."

Liu Zheng is not the kind of person who is afraid to see a doctor. If he feels unwell, he will see a doctor and take medicine.

Well, except for certain surgeries.

"No, I mean the psychiatrist."

Red Ghost shook his head.

"That's not there."

"Go check it out when you have time. Your personality seems to be in an unstable self-consistent state. This is a big hidden danger if you want to sublimate to a higher level."

Red Ghost said.

"Are you saying I have a split personality?"

Liu Zheng seemed to be thinking about something.

"That's not so serious. I'm not a psychiatrist, so I can't say for sure. It's just my intuition as a personality aggregate."

Red Ghost replied.

"Okay, I'll go check it out when I get a chance."

He nodded.

Of course, it's definitely not going to a mental hospital in a metropolitan area, but to a real mental health center.

If he goes to a mental health center, he can use his medical insurance, but if he goes to a mental hospital, he can only be checked in by the hospital security guard.

"If that's the case, then maybe they can mend my clothes."

Red Ghost returned to the previous topic.

"Okay, I'll take the clothes away later."

Liu Zheng nodded and said.

"Bring the camera with you. It's the proof that you completed the mission."

The red ghost pointed to the corner, where a silver-gray camera was placed.

"okay."

He first put the pieces of clothing into the legendary takeout box, then walked over and put away the camera.

As expected, no item introduction popped up.

"You have exceeded the commission's requirements, so I should give you extra compensation. But the things I have here are really not suitable for you to use." said the Red Ghost.

Part of it was not suitable for Liu Zheng to use, and part of it was not suitable for use under the nose of City Hall.

"It doesn't matter, this is already very worthwhile."

Liu Zheng raised the camera on his phone.

He didn't know how much it would cost to beat up the Red Ghost, and no one could afford the price.

Perhaps only the Supreme Speaker dared to make the offer, but apart from himself, no one else would dare to take the job.

"One thing at a time, a competent marshal will never let his soldiers go to war on an empty stomach."

Red Ghost has its own persistence.

"Well, then you can just give me some money."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Have you been in any trouble lately?"

Red Ghost asked.

"That's too much."

In the words of Red Ghost, he is a collection of troubles.

"But the most recent one is that the gravekeeper of the cemetery asked me to help him rob the grave."

He thought for a moment and said.

"how does he look like?"

Red Ghost asked.

"An old cowboy who rides a skinny horse and likes to use a revolver."

Liu Zheng described.

"Oh, it turned out to be him."

"You know him?"

"His name is Sorey. Apart from his odd behavior, he's a pretty good guy."

Red Ghost said.

“It’s quite bizarre.”

Thinking of the gravekeeper taking a milk bath in the coffin, he curled the corners of his mouth.

"But he should be dead. It seems that the previous gravekeeper didn't last more than 500 years."

Red Ghost sighed slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Every landmark in the metropolis has its purpose and symbolic meaning, which you should already know."

"know."

He nodded.

"The vast majority of landmark managers are volunteers, because this is a shortcut to sublimation, or even the only way."

“Some of them succeeded, and some failed.”

"As the metropolis develops and changes, the number and functions of these landmarks will increase or decrease."

“But the cemetery was built from the beginning and has never changed.”

"Even in those turbulent times, we tried not to get in there. You know why?"

Red Ghost asked.

"Because everything that is born must die."

he replied.

"That's right. Even those who died will eventually lose their sanity due to time."

"The gods will perish, and the universe will also have entropy. Perhaps one day, the metropolis will also be destroyed."

“By then, the cemetery may be our last tombstone.”

Red Ghost said.

"So what does this have to do with the gravekeeper?"

Liu Zheng asked.

“It is precisely because of the special nature of the cemetery that its managers are different from other landmarks.”

"Gravekeepers are chosen by the cemetery itself, and there is almost no possibility of promotion. The only reason for resignation, besides going against the will of the cemetery, is that one's personality is worn away by endless deaths. This period of time usually does not exceed 500 years."

Red Ghost said.

"I see. If you become the gravekeeper, can you break the five hundred year limit?"

He asked again curiously.

"The cemetery won't choose me as a gravekeeper."

Red Ghost shook his head.

"I mean if."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Then I probably can't do that either. I will either decline even faster, or I will lead those dead who are unwilling to remain silent to attack the living among the living."

Red Ghost thought for a moment and said.

"It sounds exciting. Count me in when the time comes."

He smacked his lips.

"The cemetery won't choose me. But you might still have this opportunity."

"I, I can't. I don't have the ability to be a leader."

Liu Zheng is a very self-aware person.

Let him work with three or five people, or even go to a military academy for further studies and perhaps he will be able to command a small battle.

But it is impossible for him to command thousands of troops and launch a total and protracted war.

Rather than a qualified leader, Liu Zheng is more like a gang boss with a business mindset.

"Don't underestimate yourself. I think you have the talent."

Red Ghost encouraged.

"I'd better humble myself. My shoulders are too narrow to carry so many people."

He shook his head.

"It's like a cemetery choosing its gravekeeper. Often it's not you who makes the times, but the times that choose you. As long as you don't want to go against your own will, you will eventually walk on the path you have chosen long ago."

"You sound like a shaman."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

".Hahaha, what an interesting young man."

The Red Ghost paused, then patted his shoulder hard, almost knocking him to the ground.

It was obvious that it was taking the opportunity to retaliate, but Liu Zheng dared not say anything.

"Anything else is bothering me?"

The Red Ghost asked again.

"Oh, there is one more. A friend of mine was targeted by a bunch of bald idiots, and her father gave me a prop, but I'm worried it won't be enough."

He briefly talked about the fisherman's family and took out the frogfish's vocal sac to show it.

"It turns out to be this thing."

The Red Ghost gave the Song Sac a look of disgust.

"You know him?"

"Every year when they are in heat, the whole sewer is filled with their calls. Even the door of the shelter can't completely block them out. It's very frustrating."

The Red Ghost complained.

"Then it seems to be quite powerful."

"Yes, it is okay, but its power lies mainly in the penetrating power of the cry rather than its lethality."

"But I do have something for you."

As the Red Ghost spoke, he began to search through the pile of debris.

"found it."

The red ghost held out a device that looked like a trumpet.

There is a handle on the horn, a bracket on the bottom, and an iron rod at the back that is similar to the starter lever of a tractor.

Liu Zheng took the device and the item introduction popped up immediately.

"Name: Hand-cranked air raid siren"

"Type: Equipment"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect 1: After use, it will emit a large-scale sonic attack."

"Effect 2: Can be used with other sonic items or skills. When the power reaches the upper limit, it will summon a large-scale airstrike. After triggering this effect, the item will be automatically destroyed."

"Note: When no sirens are sounded in the streets near you and you do, you become a target for airstrikes."

“Can I take the copy out: No”

"Well, sir, let me ask you something."

After reading the item introduction, Liu Zheng's mouth twitched.

"Is this air raid going to hit me?"

(End of this chapter)