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

Chapter 462: Does the blood oath have to be made with that blood?
"You are really haunted."

Liu Zheng pulled at the car door and sighed.

"You should thank me."

Yaksha came out from the darkness.

"Thank you for what, watching the car for me?"

He teased.

"I have to admire your courage, human. Without any strength bonus and no one to protect you, you still dare to challenge me."

Yasha said.

"It's just a normal chat. If you think this is a provocation, it just shows that you don't know how to chat."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

If he really wanted to provoke him, Yasha would be defeated before he could even open his mouth to speak.

"You outrageous human! If you were in Naggarond, you would have been cut open and your organs sacrificed to the great Bloody Hand Cain."

Yasha said coldly.

"Unfortunately, this is not Naggarond, but Metropolis. What kind of gods are your Bloody Hand Kane? Have they been registered with the City Hall?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course we have a case on file! Do you think the great Lord of War is one of those messy wild gods?"

Yasha said excitedly.

"How dare you say that as a god you have to register with the ruling body of mortals?"

He disdainfully said.

"What do you know, lowly human? You don't understand what Metropolis is like."

Yasha screamed.

"Then tell me."

Liu Zheng seemed to be listening attentively.

"Hmph, dream on. Don't even think about getting information from me for free."

Yaksha didn't fall for his trick.

"Then I can pay, right?"

He pulled out a handful of bills.

"We are not short of money, what we are short of is sacrifice."

Yaksha shrugged it off.

"You have money but can't buy sacrifices? Why don't you expand your business scope?"

"Do you think you can expand your business whenever you want? Just for the current business, half of the lives of the Drukki (the dark elves' self-proclaimed name) have been sacrificed."

Yasha's expression was somewhat sad.

Of course, it is not about grieving the death of compatriots.

As long as one dies in battle, whether it is the blood of the enemy or one's own, it is the supreme wine dedicated to the Lord of War.

However, the fertility of the dark elves is not strong to begin with, and their actions in the metropolis are subject to various restrictions, so the ability of the population to grow is even weaker.

This is why they crave high-quality sacrifices.

Because the favorite sacrifice of the Lord of War worshipped by the Dark Elves is the Dark Elves themselves.

Originally in Naggarond, they would sacrifice civilians and slaves to Khaine the Bloody.

If it is a festival, those lower nobles can also be used as sacrifices.

But in the metropolis, the number of dark elves cannot withstand such consumption.

Although the classes are still distinct, at least the right to life of the lower-class dark elves is guaranteed.

With continuous cross-marriage, class barriers may be broken down in a few years.

After all, this is a metropolis, and even Red Hand Kane's oracle must first be approved by the city hall.

“It’s not easy for anyone.”

Liu Zheng said sympathetically.

"Human, when are you going to fulfill your promise?"

Yasha asked.

"No, you want me to complete what I promised you at noon tonight, right? Do you think I'm a wish-making machine?"

"If I had this ability, why would I make a deal with you? Wouldn't it be easier to just destroy you?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Hmph, you humans are a race of oath breakers and lazy people. You must be reminded from time to time so that you don't forget your promises."

Yasha snorted coldly.

"Hey, you are a bit discriminatory."

Liu Zheng said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't let collective behavior be attributed to individuals. If you ask around, everyone will know that I, Liu Zheng, am famous for keeping my word."

"That's for friends, but we are not your friends."

Yasha said.

"You really did ask around."

He looked Yasha over.

It seems that the other party really cares about him. If he didn't know that the other party was just after his connections, he would have thought that someone was here to take advantage of his body.

"If we're not friends, why not just become friends? Don't worry, I'm a person who treats people without distinction, and I won't despise you for being a slave trader."

Liu Zheng said.

"We are a legitimate business and we pay taxes to the city hall."

Yasha frowned.

"Not all of it? Given the nature of your business, let me guess."

He thought for a few seconds and then spoke slowly.

"Inflating costs by pretending that slaves had escaped or died."

"Private transactions are made in cash, which reduces bank turnover and reduces sales."

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Liu Zheng listed one by one the tax avoidance methods that the dark elves might use.

His major in college did not offer good employment prospects, so in order to avoid becoming unemployed, he took a lot of low-difficulty certificates, including the junior accounting certificate.

Of course, only a few were used in the end.

"So what if you know? You're not the tax commissioner."

Yaksha said it doesn’t matter.

"I'm not from the Taxation Department, but I know people from the City Supervision Department and the Public Security Department. Isn't it too much to have the three departments jointly enforce the law?"

"If you could have the three agencies jointly enforce the law, you wouldn't have ended up like this and still be blocked here by me."

Yasha looked at him with disdain, as if he were a boastful clown.

"You don't have to have power, you just have to use it. Have you read the recent news?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"What do you want to say?"

"Today, the Deep Sea Empire protested to the City Hall regarding the trafficking of the mermaid princess Kova and a large number of mermaid citizens. The City Hall stated that the Metropolis and the Deep Sea Empire have always been friendly neighbors and respect each other."

He repeated what was in the newspaper.

"I was the one who saved the mermaid princess, and I have clues about the trafficking gang. Do you think if I use this as an exchange and ask the city hall to jointly enforce the law against you, will they agree?"

Liu Zheng smiled sinisterly.

"Are you crazy? You're doing this just to deal with us?"

Yaksha looked at him as if he were a madman, yet at the same time he was deeply envious.

If he were an ordinary resident, the city hall would not give him a chance to bargain, and it is even hard to say whether his merits and demerits could be offset.

After all, although he rescued the mermaid princess, he was also the buyer and was equally guilty as the seller.

But because Liu was an employee of the Bloody Restaurant and the buyer behind the scenes was the Bloody Restaurant, the City Hall could not hold him accountable.

Of course, no matter how envious she was, she would not really let her tribesmen apply for a job at the Bloody Restaurant.

The population of the dark elves in the metropolis has reached the fertility limit and cannot withstand such consumption.

More importantly, what if the people sent make a mistake and are cooked, and then the Bloody Restaurant discovers that the meat of dark elves is delicious?
Thinking about the consequences, Yasha felt a little chilly.

"I'm a madman to begin with. How can a normal person work in a bloody restaurant?"

"Of course, I don't want to waste such a precious opportunity. So, choose."

"Be my friend or my enemy?"

Liu Zheng leaned against the car door, looking fearless.

Yasha stared at him with her dark green pupils, her muscles tensed, and magic power surged in her body.

As the highest-ranking dark elf witch, she is equally powerful in both martial arts and magic.

The opponent's breath was weakened to the extreme. She was confident that she could rip out the opponent's heart with a single thrust, or destroy his mind and turn him into an idiot who could only eat and excrete.

Theoretically, Yaksha should kill Liu Zheng because he prevented them from obtaining the body of the wood elf royal family and affected the sacred sacrifice.

Yaksha has already felt the wrath of the Lord of War. As long as he sacrifices this rare black goat kid hybrid to Him, even if the effect will not be as good as the corpse of the Wood Elf royal family, it will not be much worse.

However, it would be fine if they could kill the other party. If they let the other party escape, the dark elves would probably encounter greater trouble than when they first entered the slave market.

"How are you going to be my friend?"

Yasha said, suppressing the desire to kill.

The dark elves are a brutal and bloodthirsty race, but they are still a highly intelligent race, and the intelligence of the Yakshas is the most outstanding among their peers.

So, even though she really wanted to kill the annoying human in front of her, she still chose to weigh the pros and cons.

"It's not me who becomes your friend, it's you who becomes my friend. It's simple, just escort me back to the restaurant."

Liu Zheng said.

"what?"

Yasha widened her already large eyes, her dark green pupils glowing in the darkness like an owl.

"You want me to escort you back to the restaurant?"

She wondered if she had heard wrongly.

"That's right. If you feel that you are not strong enough, you can call your tribesmen over. I'm not in a hurry and can wait for you."

Liu Zheng said considerately.

Yaksha looked at him, speechless for a moment.

She once again gained a new understanding of the shamelessness of the human race.

"Aren't you afraid that I might take the opportunity to kill you?"

Yasha asked after a moment's silence.

"Rather than having you hiding in the dark and staring at me, it's better for you to be with me in the open."

Liu Zheng said.

Yasha had to admit that this human had a point.

"What can I gain by escorting you back to the Bloody Restaurant?"

She thought for a moment and said.

"How can I say that a friend's help is a good thing? However, I can give my friend a gift. Let me think about it."

Liu Zheng fell into deep thought, and then an idea flashed across his mind.

"By the way, does your sacrifice only need to be a corpse?"

he asked.

"Of course not. It must be a sacrifice worthy of the great Bloody Kane. Moreover, there are strict requirements on the shape of the corpse, the way of death, etc."

Yasha retorted.

"Then take a look at this, will it work?"

Liu Zheng took out the fragments of the old monk's golden body from the legendary takeaway box.

"Is this the golden body of those monks?"

Yasha was shocked.

"I don't know if he's a monk, but he's pretty good at fighting."

"How dare you offend those monks from the Metaverse? Do you know how vengeful they are?"

Yasha said subconsciously.

But she regretted saying it as soon as she said it, as if she was caring about this human.

"Let them hold a grudge, if they have the guts, just come and block the door of the restaurant. I'm really eager to collect more parts, maybe I can build a Gundam, EVA or something like that."

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

He has no idea how many local tyrants in the metropolis he has offended, so a bald donkey who was driven to a crappy place like the Metaverse is nothing compared to him.

"Hmph, bloody restaurant."

Yaksha opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything disrespectful.

"How about this? Is this okay?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This is not a flesh and blood body, and it is too fragmented. Not only is there no blood, but the smell of death is also very faint."

Yaksha opened his mouth and found a lot of faults.

"But it still works, right?"

He interrupted Yasha.

"I didn't say that."

"Don't pretend. If it doesn't work, just say it doesn't work. Those who point out a lot of problems and don't leave are the ones who really want to buy it."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Self-righteous human beings."

Yasha's expression remained unchanged, but he still did not refute.

"If it works, it works. If it doesn't, then we'll fight. You are a leader, can you be more decisive in what you say and do?"

He was a little impatient.

"I, the chieftain of the dark elves of Metropolis and the favorite bride of Khaine the Bloody Hand, Nightraven Malekith, accept your gift and give you my friendship."

Yaksha took out the blood dagger from his crotch, and then put the tip of the knife in front of Liu Zheng.

"You don't want to swear a blood oath with me, do you?"

He looked at the blood dripping on the tip of the knife and spoke with difficulty.

"That's right. Drinking each other's blood is the ritual for us dark elves to establish friendship."

Yasha said.

In fact, dark elves don't like making friends, so the ceremony of establishing friendship is also very complicated.

But in the metropolis, efficiency is paramount and everything is kept simple.

Besides, she didn't really want to be friends with Liu Zheng. This was more like a ceasefire agreement.

"Well can I choose where to take the blood?"

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"Yes, but you can only choose your own."

Yasha said.

"Oh, all right."

He sighed and accepted the reality.

Whenever this happened, he would comfort himself, thinking that he had already eaten so much shit, what else was there to be unacceptable?
Liu Zheng licked the blood off the tip of the knife. It tasted slightly salty, with a hint of spice, but he didn't know what the spice was.

"She didn't just come in from the bath, did she?"

He thought with a strange look on his face.

"it's your turn."

Yasha said.

"it is good."

Bleeding was a piece of cake for Liu Zheng. He simply inserted the needle into his chest and then pulled it out.

"Give."

He handed the dagger to Yasha.

Yasha nodded, then thrust the entire dagger into his mouth and drank the whole thing.

"So when exactly are you taking us to Oeyama?"

She said as she drew her dagger.

"It will be soon, this week."

Liu Zheng said perfunctorily.

"You'd better not try to regret it. To the dark elves, betrayal is as serious as blasphemy."

Yasha warned.

"Don't worry. Bao won't."

If he hasn't been to Dajiangshan in a week, it's probably the end of the dungeon. If you have the guts, come to the real world or the next dungeon to hunt him down.

"Human words, haha."

Yasha shook his head and leaped into the passenger seat.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Why? Do you humans always let ladies be coachmen?"

Yasha asked back.

"What kind of coachman is this? This is called a driver. Forget it. I can't explain it to you immortals."

He shook his head, sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove towards the bloody restaurant.

(End of this chapter)