Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"I'm old, and I just hope to grow old and die here peacefully."

"If the kitchen doesn't mind, they can use my body to make a pot of goose soup. That would be my final contribution to the restaurant."

"If you want to cause trouble, I won't necessarily stop you."

"But if you're willing to help me maintain the restaurant's current state, I won't treat you unfairly."

"I'll think about it again."

Liu Zheng used delaying tactics.

Although he couldn't possibly agree.

Ghost Hand has done so much; he's even clashed with his boss twice for his sake.

Now that Liu Zheng is suddenly turning against them, even if Ghost Hand has the best temper, he can't tolerate it.

Although Big White Goose seemed to have some tricks up his sleeve, he still trusted Ghost Hand, who could outmaneuver the boss, more.

The main thing is that although the big white goose looks like a kind and benevolent elder brother, he always feels that it is somewhat fake.

After all, he used to be the head of the customer service department, and he was able to get retirement benefits in a place like Bloody Restaurant. He's definitely more shrewd than a guy like the legendary deliveryman who can only be a simpleton.

Even cattle and horses can go to the black market to appreciate the customs of women.

even

His pupils suddenly dilated.

Could the death of the legendary food delivery driver be related to this big white goose?

After all, if it can make him a double agent, it is very likely that it itself has been a double agent.

"Alright, eat the clothes now."

"That's what the big white goose said."

"what?"

"Stop 'ah'ing, hurry up. If you're late, I'll skin you alive, and that won't be me anymore."

"The big white goose urged."

"Want to swallow it whole?"

Liu Zheng asked with difficulty.

"No need, you can just tear it up and eat it."

The big white goose shook its head.

"alright."

He used his mouthparts to bite the collar of the vest and ripped it open with force.

The vest was of good quality, but his teeth were also reinforced, and he still managed to tear it off successfully.

Then he chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

The rough and tough synthetic fibers irritated Liu Zheng's esophagus, making him feel nauseous and want to vomit, but he held back.

Because he didn't want to swallow it again.

"Faster! Taking this long to eat a set of clothes? Do you even want to be a waiter?"

The big white goose scolded.

Only then did it begin to feel like the head of the customer service department.

"Yes."

Liu Zheng sighed, took out a boning knife, quickly cut the entire uniform into small pieces, and then stuffed them into his mouth with his eyes closed.

"Hiccup~"

Three minutes later, he let out a burp.

He used to complain about how messy the staff meals were, but now he realizes that they are indeed a rare perk.

After all, it was still a proper food, and even disregarding the ingredients, the taste was still quite authentic.

The white goose didn't speak, but just looked at him with its eyes slightly lowered.

Gradually, Liu Zheng began to feel waves of itchiness.

It doesn't come from the skin, but from within.

Soon, the itching turned into a stinging sensation.

He looked at his arm, where pieces of clothing were emerging from his flesh and blood, then being glued back together by his blood vessels and tendons.

Soon, Liu Zheng was dressed in a uniform that fit him perfectly.

"Not bad, not bad, you're definitely got the makings of a waiter."

The big white goose praised.

"Why do you say that?"

"When each waiter changes into their uniform for the first time, due to differences in their natural talents, the uniform will often have some flaws."

"For example, a button is missing, a piece of the collar is missing, or the clothes are faded."

"Only a born waiter can have a perfectly formed uniform when it first comes out, just like the one you're wearing."

The white goose looked at his uniform with admiration.

The last newborn who was born without flaws was Britain.

"So, does a flawless uniform offer any additional benefits?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, this only represents your potential, and realizing that potential is not easy."

"If I had to say something, at least in terms of appearance, I'm a bit better than the others."

The big white goose laughed.

"Big Brother is wise."

"Stop being silly and come over here to put on makeup."

The big white goose grabbed him and led him to a dressing table, then pressed him down to sit.

She opened the drawer and took out all sorts of cosmetics.

Liu Zheng then noticed that the white goose had four human fingers growing from its wings.

Slender and short, like a child's finger.

Judging from its shape, it appears to be missing a ring finger.

"As a waiter in a top restaurant, appearance is paramount. And makeup is of utmost importance to appearance."

"I trained all the makeup artists in the customer service department, so you're lucky to have gotten such a good deal."

"That's what the big white goose said."

"That would be an honor for me."

He offered flattery.

"Indeed. I have three makeup options: basic, high-end, and ultimate. Which one do you choose?"

"The big white goose asked."

Another selection is needed.

Does this old guy have three different ways to poop?

"Brother, you decide what to do. I trust your professional judgment."

Liu Zheng has already given up.

"Okay, then let's choose the Ultimate Edition. You should be able to afford it."

"Alright, stop talking, I'm going to start."

The big white goose pressed hard on his head, and he immediately became unable to move.

"I haven't shut down your five senses. Just feel the things I use and the techniques I employ. Remembering half of it will be enough to benefit you for a lifetime."

It said confidently.

Hearing this, Liu Zheng also focused his attention.

Although he is unlikely to come to the customer service department, it's always good to have more skills.

"The first step is to cleanse your face."

The big white goose opened a box and pulled out a miniature person.

They're called people, but they only resemble people in shape.

Judging by its belly, which looks like it's carrying eighteen babies, it probably isn't very closely related to humans.

What's more, it also has a ring of triangular eyes.

As soon as the little man saw the light of day, he immediately began to hurl insults at the big white goose.

His speaking speed was comparable to that of a Red Ghost semi-automatic rifle.

However, Liu Zheng didn't understand what it was saying.

Judging from the calm demeanor of the white goose, it seemed that it didn't understand either.

However, not understanding doesn't mean the white goose won't discipline it.

The big white goose's fingers gripped the little man's belly, positioned his head against Liu Zheng's face, and then squeezed hard.

"Wow!"

All of the little man's eyeballs bulged out at the same time, and a torrent of water gushed out of his mouth.

The torrent contained internal organs, digestive juices, partially digested food, undigested food, and completely digested food.

"Fuck you!"

Liu Zheng glared angrily.

If he could move, he would have beaten this little thing to a pulp.

Oh, it's already pooped, it's fine now.

But after calming down, his anger gradually subsided.

After all, the real culprit that caused him to be sprayed with excrement was the white goose.

After waiting for half a minute, the big white goose grabbed the little man and wiped his face.

All the vomit and the filth that had seeped off his face were absorbed by the little man's skin, and he was once again transformed into that pot-bellied appearance.

Liu Zheng looked in the mirror, and the deformed face in it now looked surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

Because it's too clean.

It's not as simple as just removing oil and dirt. The moment anyone sees this face, one thought will pop into their mind.

So clean.

"Step two, concealer."

The big white goose put the little man into a box, and then opened another box.

This time, inside was a fleshy stone, pointed at the top and thick at the bottom, like a bamboo shoot.

It stretched out its wings, and its tiny fingers traced across Liu Zheng's face.

Seemingly finding a spot it didn't like, the feather flicked gently, and that piece of skin was cut off.

The white goose stuck the piece of skin onto the fleshy stone, and soon the fleshy stone began to change color, eventually becoming exactly the same as the skin.

It's just smoother, more delicate, and more moisturizing.

The original outer layer was absorbed by the flesh and disappeared.

The white goose cut off a piece of the stone and stuck it on Liu Zheng's face.