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

Chapter 719 The Death of the Black Swan

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Faced with such a strong reaction from the audience, the staff were at a loss for what to do.

Don't be fooled by the respectable appearance of the audience at the Grand Theatre; when they get crazy, they can be exceptionally difficult to deal with.

Throughout the history of the Grand Theatre, there have been numerous instances where audience dissatisfaction with poor performances led to the stage being forcibly demolished and actors being beaten to death on the spot.

Of course, since the theater was equipped with anti-magic fields and spirit-suppressing arrays at great expense, such situations have become much less frequent.

But less doesn't mean none. Even if everything else is banned, physical strength and bloodline power can never be completely suppressed.

Moreover, it's impossible to completely ban other supernatural powers, as many performances themselves require the participation of supernatural powers.

While the staff on one side were caught off guard, Liu Zheng continued his tirade with even greater fervor.

From birth to becoming the principal ballerina of the Grand Theatre, when had the Black Swan ever suffered such humiliation? She couldn't help but take a step forward.

As soon as it moved, Liu Zheng immediately took a step back. Only after seeing that it didn't continue moving forward did he feel relieved and continue cursing.

"This delivery guy is actually quite clever."

Seeing this, Hii ​​Shikibu not only did not make sarcastic remarks, but also praised her.

"Of course, Senior is the wisest man."

The novelist said proudly.

"What are you so smug about? The smarter a person is, the more afraid they are of death. Didn't you see he's already deliberately keeping his distance from you?"

Hishibu couldn't help but retort.

As the saying goes, an outsider sees most of the game. Someone as intelligent and perceptive as her could naturally see Liu Zheng's attitude toward the novelist that was both close and distant.

“It’s alright. I understand my senior. As long as I love him enough, he will love me even more. I have enough patience and lifespan to wait.”

The novelist said calmly, like a praying mantis lurking and waiting for its prey to take the bait.

"You have the patience to wait for him, but I'm afraid he doesn't have the patience to wait for you. Think about how he initially asked you to help him get people out of the police station, but now he's already managed to get us out of that dark room."

“He’s progressing too fast, Izanami. If this continues, you’ll fall behind him before he even falls in love with you.”

"That's what Hii Shikibu said."

"Isn't that perfect? ​​The father of my child should be the best man in the entire metropolis. And even if he can't be my husband, I can still have the most reliable friend."

The novelist replied.

With someone like Liu Zheng, no matter what kind of relationship you want to build with him, as long as you put in the effort, you won't lose out in the end.

For example, even if the two of you eventually become enemies, he will still spare your life and buy you a good burial plot out of consideration for your past friendship.

Of course, this excludes cases where the corpse will resurrect if left unattended.

"Besides, don't I still have you? A platinum author, anyone would need your help."

The novelist suddenly grabbed Hishishibu's arm and said.

"I'm not going to help you pick up men. Besides, I'm not even a platinum yet. You should urge that food delivery guy to keep his promise first."

Hishishikibu pried her hands away and said with disgust.

He will keep his word.

The novelist looked down at the private room and said, then hugged Hiiroshibu's arm again.

"Hmph, then I'll just wait and see."

Hii Shikibu pouted, but this time she didn't break free.

At this point, the situation changed again.

The black swan had reached the edge of the stage, while Liu Zheng retreated to the door, placing his hand on the doorknob.

It seems that as soon as the Black Swan jumps off the stage, he will rush out the door.

"Who exactly sent you?"

"Black Swan asked in a somber tone."

"Does someone as worthless as you need anyone to send me? Anyone who knows you would love to curse you."

Liu Zheng said contemptuously, followed by another string of foul language.

"hehe."

The black swan has returned to the center of the stage.

"Get him out of here, this farce should end."

It said calmly.

As a principal ballet dancer, her words carried some weight, and the staff who had been watching the spectacle started moving again.

"You want to kick me out? Fine, then I'll split all the shameful things you did into two parts, find ten storytellers to tell them throughout the city 24 hours a day, and see if you still have the face to stay in the city."

Seeing it retreat, Liu Zheng took several large steps forward.

"Don't turn around, tell us now."

One audience member was unhappy.

"Yes, yes, what shameful thing did it do?"

Other audience members also cheered.

"Does everyone really want to hear that?"

Liu Zheng asked deliberately.

"Yes I do."

"I don't think you want to, otherwise why haven't you given me any applause after I've been talking for so long?"

He said with a sorrowful expression.

"Snap, snap, snap!!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the hall.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

While Liu Zheng bowed and greeted the black swan in a perfunctory manner, he kept an eye on it out of the corner of his eye so that he could retreat at any time.

His despicable behavior enraged the black swan, and the enthusiastic applause from the audience only fueled its fury.

"These applause are all mine! On this stage, there can only be one protagonist—me!"

The black swan screamed wildly in its heart, and finally let it burst out as a roar.

"Go to hell!"

It flapped its wings, and the powerful airflow slammed against the table, making a sound like cannonballs hitting the ground.

Its form transformed into a high-speed projectile, hurtling towards Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng was shocked to see this and immediately turned around and ran towards the gate, his face full of panic.

"Trying to run now? Too late!"

The black swan sneered inwardly and flapped its wings again.

A few feathers fell from its wings and, carrying a gust of wind, instantly arrived beside Liu Zheng, making him spin like a top.

Having worked at the Grand Theatre for so long, it naturally knows how to exploit loopholes in the protective measures.

"How dare you insult me ​​in front of so many people! Today I'll make you suffer the punishment of being slowly sliced ​​to death!"

Black Swan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, while her peripheral vision swept across the audience.

"And you audience members, don't you like watching plays? Today I'll show you a great show, until you never dare to watch it again!"

If it hadn't retained a sliver of reason, it would have wanted to kill everyone present and turn the theater into a morgue.

Before he could finish thinking, the black swan swooped down in front of Liu Zheng.

It plucked a feather with exceptionally sharp edges and was about to put it into the whirlwind.

"Fear, tremble, and wail. This is the future you have chosen, this is my judgment upon you!"

The black swan spoke as if reciting a poem.

Having been exposed to the Grand Theatre all the time, it also learned this musical-style dialogue.

"Great words, but unfortunately they're already mine."

A mocking voice came from the whirlwind.

The black swan suddenly raised its head and met Liu Zhengming's bright gaze.

“Ottawa asked me to ask you about the bad, Ugly Duckling.”

Liu Zheng drew his Dragon Scale Blade and cleaved the whirlwind in two with a single strike.

The out-of-control feathers spun wildly, cutting deep, bone-revealing wounds into his body, but he paid no attention.

Then, Liu Zheng slashed at the black swan's neck. Having confirmed through the system's fabricated profanities that the white goose was telling the truth, he no longer held back.

"That damn stinky shit is still alive, it's like a persistent ghost."

The black swan raised its wings to block the dragon scale blade, and said through gritted teeth.

"If I die, how can I collect my debt from you? Justice may come late, but it's better than nothing."

Liu Zheng withdrew his Dragon Scale Blade and slashed it across the black swan's wing, creating a trail of sparks.

"Fairness? It was born a noble black swan, while I was born a lowly ugly duckling. Is that fair?"

Black Swan sneered.

“There is a difference between what is natural and what is man-made. And you have enjoyed being a black swan for so many years, that is your justice. Now it is Ottawa’s turn.”

He swung his sword again, but could not break through the black swan's feather shield.

This is not magic, but rather the bloodline ability of the Black Swan.

By feeding on various high-quality minerals, its feathers can become as hard as those minerals.

"You think you can take away my life, which I've worked so hard for over decades, with just a few words? You're dreaming!"

The black swan roared, stood on one leg, and then spun around on its right foot.

Its sharp feathers stand upright, making it look like a meat grinder running at high speed.

"My dream has already been sold."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he took out an extra-large marble.

With a flick of his tentacle, the enormous marble vanished into thin air.

The next second, the black meat grinder stopped.

Black Swan clutched her chest, her body trembling slightly.

Although it is larger than its kind, it is still a goose after all, and its heart is much smaller than that of a human.

Therefore, the effect of extra-large marbles is particularly noticeable.

However, the black swan is also a decisive one. Seeing that things were not going well, it curled up its entire body and completely wrapped itself with its wings, just like a black egg.

This is the ultimate survival ability of the Black Swan race: returning to the state of an egg, where all negative states can be temporarily suppressed and then gradually eliminated.

Once it hatches, it will be a lively little black swan.

Of course, this ability does not reset lifespan; instead, it burns it away.

"You turn into a monster at the slightest disagreement, don't you know I love causing trouble?"

Liu Zhengshuang gripped the Dragon Scale Blade with both hands and cleaved it with all his might towards the Black Swan Egg.

"clang!"

He was thrown back several steps by the recoil, and the Dragon Scale Blade trembled at a high frequency like a tuning fork.

Upon closer inspection, he found that there wasn't even a scratch on the eggshell.

"Wow, it's that hard? Then there's nothing we can do."

Liu Zheng was not one to hesitate, and he immediately took out a whetstone.

Name: Bloody Restaurant Chef's Sharpening Stone (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When used on kitchen knives, the sharpness of the knife is greatly enhanced, and there is a higher chance of separating the target part after it hits the food, depending on the quality of the part."

"Note: A true chef must master the highest culinary skills, use the best kitchen utensils, and make the most delicious dishes."

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

He held the whetstone and rubbed it against the blade of the Dragon Scale Blade. The whetstone automatically turned into powder, while the blade emitted a dark red light.

"Splitting Mount Hua again!"

Liu Zheng gripped the dragon scale blade with all four tentacles and slashed down with all his might.

"Crack!"

In the black swan's desperate gaze, a small crack appeared in the eggshell, followed by the complete shattering of the shell.

The bare black swan lay on the ground, its eyes filled with fear.

But what it feared was not death, but its hairless body and the strange looks from the audience.

"No, this isn't real, no!"

It muttered to itself as it endured the pain in its heart, gathering the scattered feathers, trying to piece them back onto its body.

"When you die, I will give you a dignified burial. Rest in peace."

Liu Zheng raised the Dragon Scale Blade once more.

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Upon hearing his words, the black swan struggled to her feet and resumed her preparatory posture before dancing.

"A goose's life spans seventy years, like a dream, like an illusion. Those who once enjoyed immense fame, can they truly remain forever? Alas, alas..."

The black swan murmured to itself and slowly closed its eyes.

Liu Zheng didn't say anything, and simply and cleanly chopped off its head.

"Don't move, or I'll wish to turn anyone who moves into a greenbottle fly."

He took out a recorder of citizens' last wishes to intimidate the restless staff, and then put the black swan's carcass into the decapitated mandarin duck pouch.

"The show is over. Goodbye, everyone."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles, then fled through the door.

After leaving the Grand Theater, he gave Lu Tong a look and then ran towards the hearse.

"You're already leaving? Such a wonderful performance, why don't you stay and perform a few more shows?"

An elderly man dressed in a long robe, wearing a crown, and holding a scepter appeared at the top of the grand theater.

His face was heavily made up, and his complexion was frighteningly pale; he stood there like a ghost.

However, Liu Zheng did not see this scene and continued running towards the hearse without paying any attention.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

The old man snorted coldly and pointed his scepter at him.

A huge, illusory bone claw adorned with jeweled rings appeared above Liu Zheng's head, about to grab him in its hand.

Feeling the irresistible force, Liu Zheng did not hesitate to take out the legendary deliveryman's sun protection mask.

With the black mask on, Juli immediately lost his target, and his body relaxed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Liu Zheng sprinted at full speed to the hearse, then opened the door and scrambled into the vehicle.

The phantom of the bone claw also caught up and grabbed directly at the entire hearse.

"Hey bro, give it your all! Next time I'll take you to the cemetery for a buffet."

Liu Zheng patted the steering wheel and then floored the accelerator.

"Hum!"

The engine roared furiously as it spewed forth from the bone dragon's mouth.

Then, the bone dragon spewed out a huge, dark blue ball of light, which collided with the phantom of the bone claw.

"boom!"

A huge explosion rang out in the parking lot, and surrounding vehicles were blown away.

The vehicles that were closer were in even worse shape; they were blown to pieces, with parts scattered all over the ground.

"awesome!"

Liu Zheng gave a compliment, then abruptly turned the steering wheel and drove away from the Grand Theater.

"Want to run?"

Just as the old man was about to strike again, a middle-aged man dressed in bishop's robes suddenly appeared beside him.

"Vice President, the guests in the VIP area are causing a disturbance."

The middle-aged man said.

"Let them make a fuss. When don't they make a fuss?"

The old man said coldly.

(End of this chapter)