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

Chapter 451 The Commission of the Heaven Butcher

The two came to the deep alley again, and the black fog was still rolling.

"I haven't been to the black market for a long time. I wonder if Boss Oink is doing well?"

Liu Zheng sighed.

"If you speak in that pretentious tone again I'll beat you up."

Niuma said with disgust.

"I'm not pretending, I'm speaking from the heart."

he argued.

"That's even more annoying."

The cows and horses raised their hooves.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Alas, the world is becoming more corrupt and people’s hearts are no longer the same as they used to be. In such a big metropolis, there is not even a place to speak the truth.

The two passed through the black fog again and entered the black market.

Niu Ma was about to walk towards the Wanshiwu when he was stopped by Liu Zheng.

"What? You're not going again?"

it asked.

"Of course we have to go, but shouldn't we go and pay a visit to Boss Oink first?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Well, it's not a good idea to disturb its rest so late, right? We don't have anything to ask it for help."

The cows and horses looked hesitant.

"I came to see it so late last time, and it was awake, wasn't it? Besides, you should come to it even if there is nothing wrong. It's not good to come to it at the last minute instead of praying for it on normal days."

He explained the reason patiently.

"That's what I said"

The cattle and horses still seemed reluctant.

"Boss, you are not afraid to meet Boss Oink, are you?"

Liu Zheng discovered something was wrong.

"You say that as if you dare."

The cow and horse rolled their eyes.

"Why would I be afraid of that? At most, you can just cut off a few more pieces of my meat."

"Do you think everyone can grow flesh like you?"

Niuma said unhappily.

"Then again, being able to grow flesh on your own must be a pretty amazing talent, right?"

he asked.

"What do you think? Even among all the racial talents known in Metropolis, it ranks among the top."

Niuma said.

"So how many racial talents does Metropolis have?"

"You are trying to find trouble on purpose, right? If you want to know, go to the library and look it up yourself."

Niuma glared.

"That's not necessary. If this talent is so strong, why don't others take the initiative to transform themselves into a black goat kid?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Do you think the race can be improved so well? Especially this kind of family, five out of ten will become monsters, and the original personalities of the remaining four will be erased, and only one can be successfully transformed."

"And the successful one also needs to constantly stabilize its state through rituals and sacrifices until the impurities in its 'essence' are completely removed."

"I don't know how you were able to transform successfully after eating some eyeballs, and how your state can be so stable after the transformation."

Niuma complained.

“Maybe it’s just a natural talent.”

He shrugged.

Isn't having a system a kind of talent?

"Besides, even if someone really transformed into a Dark Young, they would have hidden themselves. If you weren't a delivery man from the Bloody Restaurant, you would have ended up on someone else's table in no time if you were running around the street so brazenly."

Niuma said.

"Okay. Shall we go then?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the slaughterhouse.

"Since you said so, how can I not go? What if the boss has heard it?"

The cow and horse glared at him, then turned their heads resignedly.

"hey-hey."

Liu Zheng followed it to the door of the slaughterhouse and pushed it open.

"Are you coming here too often?"

Oink, who was grilling meat on a skewer, looked up at them and said.

There was a whole piece of flesh piercing the iron rod, which looked like the leg of some reptile.

"I think so too. Who made this kid so troublesome?"

Niuma shrugged.

“Born in adversity, die in comfort. Although we have achieved some success in our respective fields, there is still a long way to go to reach our goal.”

Liu Zheng said seriously.

“Why don’t I know what my purpose is?”

The cows and horses were puzzled.

"I don't know either. Tell me what you think. If you're wrong, I'll put you in it later."

Oink raised the skewer and tore off half of the leg meat in one bite. Dark brown gravy flowed from the corners of its mouth.

"The boss wants to move to a bigger house, wants to give the calf a hukou right away, wants it to go to a key school, and wants it to become a formal employee of the city hall in the future, right?"

Liu Zheng said with confidence.

"How did you know?"

The cattle and horses looked at him in horror.

"Did you install a surveillance camera in my head?"

"Hey, any normal parent in a normal city would think the same way."

He waved his hand and said.

"Humph, you've understood everything."

Niuma said unhappily.

"what about me?"

Oyinke said.

"If you say so, Master Oink, you probably want to kill the man who hanged you, right?"

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

"How do you know I didn't kill him?"

Oyinke asked back.

"Given your strength, the marks on your neck must have some symbolic meaning, so I made a guess."

"What if you guessed wrong?"

Oyinke said.

"If you guess wrong, I'll give you extra food. Just don't kill me."

He said nonchalantly.

"You guessed it right."

Oink put the skewer back into the fire and continued to roast the undercooked parts.

"I heard that you like to take on other people's commissions. Do you want to take mine?"

it said.

"Then you might as well roast me."

Liu Zheng said with a wry smile.

How could he take on this job when even Oink couldn't get rid of his enemy?

"You can listen first."

Oyinke did not give up.

"Can I?"

Liu Zheng looked at the cattle and horses.

"Don't look at me. You had to come here on your own. You have to take care of the problems that you brought upon yourself."

The cattle and horses had no intention of rescuing him.

"Okay, I can."

He said with a wry smile.

"At first, I killed all the managers of the Paradise Farm and burned all the pig-headed people to death. I thought everything was over."

"But when I was hanging on the gallows, I saw a bishop wearing a red robe, riding a truck full of pig-headed people towards the 'paradise' breeding farm."

"I realized that everything was not over at all, it was just the beginning of another reincarnation."

"However, after coming to the black market, I finally found the source of everything."

"John Miller. He is a member of the city council, a livestock magnate, and the pope of a small religious sect."

"He has a monopoly on the pig-headed man breeding business, and he is the only one who knows the core technology of pig-headed man breeding."

"As long as we kill him and destroy the existing farms, the cycle will end here."

Oink said slowly.

"Is it possible that the technology was given to him by his god?"

Liu Zheng discovered the highlight.

In reality, claiming to have received divine revelation is just a means to enhance one's own authority, but in the metropolis, it is likely just a statement of fact.

"No, because the god of his little sect is himself."

Oink shook his head.

"He claimed that he was the incarnation of the gods and came to the world to look after the bodies of believers. And the object of their worship was the Holy Spirit of the gods, who looked after the souls of believers in heaven."

"Who are his followers then?"

he asked.

"Pig-headed man."

Oink replied. "Yeah, that's to be expected."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Doesn’t God declare that humans are the lambs in His fold and the priests are the shepherds with the whip?
As for how to attract believers, it is even simpler.

Tell the pig-headed people that they can only be saved by believing in John Miller, then select a group of pig-headed people and accuse them of being devout believers, and treat them far better than other pig-headed people.

Then select a group of prickly and pig-headed people and say they are demons who rebel against God, and then execute them in the most cruel way.

In this world where supernatural powers already exist, it is easy for sects to be established.

"As for the farm employees, of course, we don't know whether they believe it or not."

Oyinke said.

"There should be a killer business in the black market, right? Why don't you find a killer to kill him?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

“No one dares to take up the assassination attempt on a sitting councillor. That is the red line at City Hall.”

Oink shook his head.

"Ok."

Indeed, even a strong man like Shajiang, who is at the level of an urban legend, dared not show up in public after killing a congressman. It can be seen that the city hall has zero tolerance for the murder of congressmen.

Of course, it could also be because he also killed a deputy director.

"I've got this in mind, but I can't promise when it can be done."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

"Yeah. It's okay. I can wait."

Oyinke said.

Anyway, with the rate this kid is growing, that day won’t be too far away.

"Um"

Neither of them spoke anymore and the situation became awkward for a moment.

"We've finished greeting each other. Aren't you going to the Yorozuya? Let's go now."

The noises made by the cattle and horses broke the delicate atmosphere.

"Oh, alright."

Liu Zheng said quickly.

"You guys are going to the Yorozuya?"

Oyinke asked.

"Yes, this kid got a piece of grass and insisted on going to the Wanshiwu to have divination."

Niuma said.

"Interesting, let's go."

Oink stood up.

"Ah, Boss, you're going too?"

The cows and horses were stunned.

"Can't I go?"

Oyinke asked back.

"Yes, I can, but don't you like going out?"

Niuma scratched his head and said.

Oink only took shelter in the black market, but he did not like the darkness and glitz of the black market, so he rarely left his slaughterhouse, and had people deliver things to him when he wanted to buy something.

"Do I need your permission to do anything?"

Oink gave him a sidelong glance.

"No need, you are the boss, you have the final say."

The cows and horses shrank their necks and moved aside.

"Ah."

Oink walked towards the door holding the iron rod upside down, with the gravy still dripping onto the floor.

But judging by the color of the floor, there wasn’t much room for getting it dirty.

"Hmm."

Just as Liu Zheng was about to laugh out loud, he was stared at by Niu Ma.

"Humph!"

The cattle and horses held their heads high and followed Oink out of the slaughterhouse.

"Tsk, if I had known I would have brought Niu Daji along."

He curled his lips.

Entering the Yorozuya House, it was pitch black inside.

The candles were not lit, and the eye sockets of the crystal skull were dim.

"Is this not at home?"

Liu Zheng said with some disappointment.

"Maybe he's asleep? Why don't you try calling him?"

Niuma came up with an idea.

"Good idea, who will call?"

They both turned their eyes to Oink.

They can't afford the bad temper of a big boss like the Wanshiwu.

"Who didn't want me to come along just now?"

There was a slight hint of sarcasm in Oyinke's tone.

"I do not have."

Liu Zheng denied it immediately.

"I didn't. Well, I just didn't want to disturb your rest, Boss."

The cows and horses smiled flatteringly.

"I don't know why I accepted you as my younger brother. Black Claw and Yellow Monkey combined are not as mean as you."

Even Oink was left speechless by it.

"So they all died, and only I, the most despicable and shameless one, was left to accompany you."

Niuma put away his smile and spoke calmly.

"Ah."

Oink said nothing, just nodded and stomped his foot lightly.

"Boom!"

The dull sound echoed in the Wanshi Room. All the objects in the room jumped a little, but they did not fall down, and even their positions did not change.

"Huh? A visitor is coming."

A little red light appeared in the eye sockets of the crystal skull, and then expanded into two orange-red will-o'-the-wisp flames.

"I am so flattered that the Heavenly Butcher has come to my shop again."

"Is this a gift for me? Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately I can't enjoy it."

The Yorozuya took a look at the barbecue in Oyinke's hand and teased.

"I didn't plan to give it to you."

As Oink said this, he ate the remaining barbecue in one bite.

"So why don't you finish eating before going out?"

Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Haha, interesting. See you again, delivery man Liu Zheng."

The Yorozuya turned its gaze toward him.

"Good evening, Master of the Yorozuya."

Liu Zheng said politely.

"Boss? What an interesting title. What business can Boss Liu Zheng take care of this time?"

The Yorozuya asked with a smile, not looking grumpy at all.

"Boss, take a look at this."

Liu Zheng didn't bother with the name and directly took out the half-dried yarrow.

"Oh? Yarrow. Haven't received anything like this in a while."

The ghost light in the Wanshiwu's eyes trembled slightly.

"Are you going to sell it to me, or use it for divination? Or something else?"

it asked.

“Any other uses?”

Liu Zheng asked.

"That depends on whether it is within my business scope. After all, I am just a jack of all trades, not a master of all trades."

The Yorozuya played a joke.

"Then sir, please take a look at this."

He immediately took out the black carp dragon's relic of resentment.

"Oh~ Mr. Delivery Man, you really can surprise me. You can even take out this thing. Did you raid the fisherman's lair?"

This time, the Yorozuya was really surprised.

"This is given to me by the sewer."

Liu Zheng did not give further explanation.

"I see. So what do you want me to do by taking it out?"

The Yorozuya didn't ask any more questions.

"I want to ask if there is any way to avoid triggering negative effects or modify the chance of triggering them."

He said.

"Yes, and I have something perfect for you."

The will-o'-the-wisp in the Wanshiwu's eyes jumped, and a dice flew out from the pile of debris and automatically flew in front of Liu Zheng.

The dice are just ordinary six-sided plastic dice, but the numbers on each side change from 1 to 6.

Liu Zheng grabbed the dice and the item introduction popped up immediately.

"This is!"

The moment he saw the effect of the item, his pupils dilated.

(End of this chapter)