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

Chapter 619 Even a head can be used
"Good wine!"

There was no need to drink it; just by opening the bottle and smelling it, Xue Ma's eyes lit up.

"What kind of wine is this? I've never tasted such fine wine when I was fighting alongside my master."

Xuema couldn't help but ask.

"This is the silver label Fenjiu from Dukang Distillery. It's smooth on the palate and sweet on the finish, making it one of the better-tasting baijiu."

Liu Zheng replied.

"I think I've heard of Dukang Distillery before. Since they have a silver label, there must be a gold label too. If the silver label is this mellow, what kind of fine wine must the gold label be?"

Snow Horse's eyes showed longing.

"Anyway, it tastes really good. A friend of mine got into big trouble because he drank too much of it and was almost uprooted by the sanitation department. I had to go to great lengths to save it."

The plane tree in the city sneezed.

“I understand. My master used to get drunk all the time and I would have to clean up his messes.”

"I can't help but feel sorry for you," said Xue Ma sympathetically.

"Um, if I may ask, is the 'wiping butt' you're referring to not literally what it says?"

he asked cautiously.

"It means exactly what it says. My owner is a parrot that has become a spirit; when he gets drunk, he reverts to his original form. You know how birds are."

Birds have short rectums that cannot store feces, and their anal sphincter muscles are underdeveloped. Therefore, as long as the intestinal pressure reaches a threshold, birds will automatically defecate without conscious effort.

"I don't really want to understand."

Liu said expressionlessly.

Because of the complexities of the metropolis, many of the proverbs he knew had multiple interpretations, and some of them were quite shocking.

"Is your master the Pink Furry Thunder King Kong?"

Shi Tiantian, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

"That's right, as expected of a stone spirit, someone still remembers my master."

Xue Ma nodded.

Becoming a demon king means becoming an immortal being, living for thousands of years is not a problem at all, but very few demon kings can live to the day they die of old age.

In terms of decades, the Shiwan Mountains have remained relatively peaceful and stable.

But on a century-long scale, the Ten Thousand Mountains can be described as a place of constant bloodshed and change, with new generations replacing the old.

"I heard it from an elder. He said that when the Pink-haired Thunder King Kong was still around, the mountains were quite lively for a while."

Shi Tiantian smiled.

"Of course, my master was... sigh."

Snow Horse grinned, intending to recount its glorious past with Pink Furry Thunder King Kong, but in the end, it turned into a long sigh.

"Goooooooo~"

It held the wine bottle in its mouth, tilted its head back and swaggered wildly until not a drop was left.

"Pah! Is there any more wine?"

It spat out the bottle and asked.

"That's all. This bottle of yours was taken from someone else's share, and I'll have to find a way to replenish it later."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Then you must still have some. Give them all to me, and you can finish them later."

"I'm being very domineering," Xue Ma said arrogantly.

"Forget it, it's usually pretty well-behaved. It's okay for an honest person to bully it occasionally, but it gets boring if you keep doing it."

He insisted on refusing.

"Aren't you afraid I'll turn on you?"

Xue Ma said, slightly drunk.

"Let it flip over, I'll just assume you're drunk and give you a good beating to sober you up."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

Unless you possess the strength to easily crush him, his bottom line is still quite firm.

“I’ll pay for it, three times, five times, ten times, you name your price.”

"Snow Horse said loudly."

It inherited the dual estates of the Pink Furry Thunder King Kong and the cave owner, plus its own savings, making it incredibly wealthy.

"This isn't about money; you can't just buy wine from Dukang Winery with money."

Liu Zheng shook his head and told it the rules of Dukang Winery.

"A nightmare of god-like quality, can you afford the price?"

He asked without sarcasm.

Xuema chose to remain silent.

Strength is one thing, rank is another.

Although it can beat up some weak gods, even if it beats Liu Zheng to death, it can't create a god-level nightmare.

"for you."

Liu Zheng gave it another bottle.

"Didn't you say there wasn't any left?"

Xuema asked in confusion.

"I can't buy it with money, but I can give a bottle to a friend. I'll figure out a way to coax it later."

He shrugged.

"You sheep-man are quite interesting."

Xuema seemed to smile.

"Are all the people from the Ten Thousand Mountains so gifted with such ingenious names?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"I've always called you Mr. Human."

Shi Tiantian seized the opportunity to claim credit.

"Yes, Miss Sweetie is the best."

He patted Shi Tiantian's head and said.

"Hehehe~"

Shi Tiantian's little skeletons all laughed happily.

"Never mind, I don't want it. Remember to bring me wine next time, I want a hundred bottles."

The snow horse opened its mouth wide like a lion.

"no problem."

He still has a credit line of nearly 90 million, so giving Xue Ma a hundred bottles of wine is just a drop in the bucket.

"This is a local specialty that I just promised to sell to you."

Xuema opened his mouth and swallowed the bottle. When he spat it out, it was filled with a pale blue nectar.

Liu Zheng took the bottle, and his tentacles immediately froze into a purplish-red color, quickly turning purplish-black.

Name: Eternal Cold Jade Spring Water

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Excellent

Effect: None

"Note: Spring water containing extremely strong ice power and earth moisture power is of the highest quality, whether for making medicine or refining weapons."

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

Before the tentacles were completely frozen, he quickly stored the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade Spring water into his system space.

"Brother Bai, how much is this bottle worth on the market?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It's around 100,000 yuan."

Bai San estimated it and said.

"The lowest price I can offer is 30% off, so it'll be 30,000 yuan. Is that okay?"

He looked at Xue Ma.

"can."

Xuema readily agreed.

It wasn't originally intended to make money; it was just a symbolic transaction.

"Row."

Liu Zheng counted out 30,000 yuan and handed it to him.

"Living conditions in the cave must be terrible, right?"

Remembering the time Feng Jizi asked him to help with purchasing, he asked enthusiastically.

"It's really not that great."

"Since you're already out here, don't live like an ascetic. Now that you have money, just tell me what you want, and I'll buy it for you, guaranteeing it's cheap and good quality."

Liu Zheng said.

"Besides alcohol, I don't think I want anything else."

Xuema looked somewhat confused.

Having stayed at home for hundreds of years, even if they had eaten or seen something before, they have almost forgotten it.

"Poor thing. Here's what I'll do: I'll ask someone like you for advice, and based on their needs, I'll make you a set to try out. If you don't like it, it's free."

"it is good."

There's nothing wrong with snow horses.

"Brother Bai, I'll have to trouble you to deliver the goods then."

He then spoke to Bai San.

"Okay."

Bai San couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree.

Anyway, he can't make the decision. If the head of the family decides to go to war with Xue Ma, he can just apply not to participate.

Family relationships are family relationships, and personal relationships are personal relationships. He believed that the head of the family would not completely block any way out.

"This is a return gift for that bottle of wine. Hehe!"

Xuema spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.

A grayish-white pebble was encased in a thick liquid.

"If you have a problem with me, just say so. Isn't spitting really indecent?"

Liu Zheng's eye twitched slightly.

"This is an isolation measure. Without this phlegm covering it, it would have evaporated by now."

"Alright," said Xue Ma.

He sighed and resignedly picked up the pebbles.

Name: Scale from the Eternal Cold Jade Spring

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Adding this to medicine making or weapon refining can reduce the rate of loss of control and has a certain probability of further improving the quality of the finished product."

"Note: When you're down on your luck, even drinking spring water can cause you to have a problem."

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

"Speaking of kindred spirits, I seem to feel a sense of warmth and connection with you."

After Liu Zheng cleaned up the limescale, Xue Ma said.

"Ah? Oh, you mean this?"

He raised his hoof, revealing the flame patterns on it.

"That's right. Such powerful fire energy, mixed with the aura of death. Where did you get it?"

Xuema stared at the flame patterns and asked.

"The gravedigger's horse was given to me."

Liu Zheng told it about the thin horse.

"It is much stronger than me."

Xue Ma commented.

"of course."

That's the gravedigger's beloved horse, a big shot who can travel outside the metropolis, it could probably easily beat up cattle and horses.

In a sense, it wouldn't be wrong to call it the second-in-command of the cemetery.

"Perhaps it can guide me in the direction of evolution."

"Snow Horse said."

It resides in a cave for two reasons: firstly, the cave is well-hidden, and secondly, it is near the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade Spring.

But despite drinking the waters of the Cold Jade Spring for so many years, its power has been accumulating, yet its essence has never been able to change.

"I don't know then, but I can ask for you when I see it."

Liu Zheng said.

"You just said how it left its mark on you?"

"Snow Horse asked."

"That's it, then that's it, and then it just ended up like this."

He gave a detailed description.

"Um"

The snow horse lowered its head and pondered for a long time before finally raising its hoof.

With just a single hoof lift, the snowflake-like cracks on its body deepened even further.

Liu Zheng even heard a sound like porcelain cracking.

"If you don't take it easy, you might kill yourself later."

He offered his advice.

Xuema glanced at him without saying a word, but exhaled two long gusts of cold air from his nostrils.

Then, it dropped its hooves.

"Crack!"

This time, several pieces of flesh and blood broke off from its back and quickly evaporated in the air.

"唏伦~"

The snow horse neighed and took a step back, leaving a hoofprint on the ground that emitted a chill.

"Are you okay?"

Liu Zheng asked with concern.

"You won't die, just step on it."

"Snow Horse said, panting heavily."

"Oh."

He followed instructions and stepped into the horse's hoofprint, the extreme cold freezing his hoof into an ice sculpture.

With a forceful effort, his entire left leg shattered into ice shards.

"Damn, you're even stronger than Brother Ma."

Liu Zheng raised his four tentacles to maintain his balance, resembling a golden rooster standing on one leg or a white crane spreading its wings.

"That's because I can't control my power like it does."

Xuema exposed its own shortcomings.

"Alright, I'll forgive you since you're so honest."

He said it generously.

"What kind of bloodline do you have that's so amazing?"

As Xue Ma watched his ever-growing flesh and blood, he couldn't help but ask.

It had sensed Liu Zheng's extremely vigorous vitality before, but it did not expect his recovery ability to be this strong.

"Haven't you ever seen a black goat calf?"

Liu Zheng countered with a question.

"You mean those monsters with lots of hooves and tentacles? I've seen a few, but their regenerative abilities are nowhere near yours."

"It can only be said that mixed-race people are more popular."

He shrugged.

"Then what should I call you? Black Goat Cub?"

"Why are you calling me more and more rudely? My name is Liu Zheng. If you don't want to call me by my name, you can call me deliveryman."

Liu Zheng said.

What is a food delivery worker?

"It means you order food, and I'm responsible for bringing it to you. Of course, sometimes I also help with other things."

He explained.

"Oh, it's just running errands."

"You can call me that if you want, but I still prefer you to call me a delivery driver."

Liu Zheng insisted.

“Okay, deliveryman. As long as you kick a target with both feet at the same time, you can unleash the power of both marks together. The power should be considerable, but you yourself will likely be affected as well.”

"Snow Horse said."

"Can you leave only the head?"

"Probably."

Xuema thought for a moment and then said.

"That's fine."

As long as he has a head left, that's fine. He's used the suicide tactic many times, so having one more head won't make a difference.

Moreover, he now has the defensive skill "Iron Block". Using "Iron Block" before kicking might leave him with a neck or something.

"and this."

Snow Horse opened its mouth again and spat out a horn made of a bird's beak.

"As long as I blow it, I can hear you within ten kilometers and know your location."

"Then you'd better hurry up, or you'll be waiting to come and collect my body after I've been beaten to death."

Liu Zheng took the horn, but there was no introduction about the items.

"Let's talk about it after you fulfill those promises."

Xuema glanced at him, nodded to the Nile Doctor, and then vanished into the woods in a phantom.

"Bring it here."

Liu Zheng withdrew his gaze and extended a tentacle toward the panda.

"What to take?"

The panda is acting strangely.

"If your employer loses a leg while working as a bodyguard, shouldn't you have your wages docked?"

"Huh? Didn't you choose to step on it yourself?"

The panda exclaimed in shock.

"Then won't you stop me?"

He said confidently.

"You didn't tell me to stop it."

"Does that mean you won't protect me if I don't ask you to? As a bodyguard, you need to fully utilize your initiative, understand?"

Liu Zheng admonished.

"I guess I'm just unlucky."

The panda dejectedly pulled out a wad of banknotes and confiscated them.

"Very good. Remember, we at Waimaibang believe in clear rewards and punishments."

He put the banknotes away with satisfaction.

"I think it's all about who's in a higher position and who can crush you."

The panda muttered softly.

Its master used this trick on it so often when he was teaching it to be careful, but it was just too lazy to point it out.

"Lord Yaksha, are you going to ride in the carriage, or stay under it?"

Liu Zheng asked the Yaksha.

"We have our own way and it won't delay the trip."

Yaksha said with a stern face.

"Fine, whatever you want. But I must warn you, if you hide away to watch the show again, I won't use someone else to do my dirty work this time."

He had a smile on his face, but his words were filled with murderous intent.

"Don't worry, I won't give you a reason, human."

"That's good. Let's go back to the car."

Liu Zheng led the way, hopping on one foot toward the blast-proof vehicle, followed by a crowd of people who wanted to laugh but dared not.

(End of this chapter)