Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Given his digestive capacity, the nutrients would have been absorbed long ago, leaving only unusable residue.

Stubborn and extremely smelly.

Even the men standing to the side showed expressions of disgust.

However, the guy in his pajamas took a deep breath, his face showing only bliss and contentment.

After a chill ran down his stomach, he sucked everything in the water into his mouth, not even sparing the hard-to-reach parts.

"Indeed, the flavor of the half-human, half-goat dish is more complex and layered than that of a simple black goat cub."

The guy in his pajamas burped and praised him.

In this way, Liu Zheng's urine was cleaner than his face.

I bet even if the people at the waste disposal plant saw it, they wouldn't bother to look through it.

After finishing their snacks, the guy in his pajamas started eating the main course.

His belly was constantly shrinking at a steady pace, and then growing at a slightly slower pace.

Liu Zheng's size also kept shrinking during this process, until he was as tall as the guy in the pajamas.

"Alright, eat something and recover first."

The guy in his pajamas stuffed his underwear back in.

Liu Zheng didn't stand on ceremony and devoured the food on the table.

The three-tier set meal consists of fourteen dishes, most of which are of excellent quality and a small portion of which are of high quality.

Most of the food items restore stamina and make up for deficiencies, but a small number have other effects.

In short, after finishing the entire meal, his strength, physique, and spirit all improved to varying degrees.

When this cycle of Liu Zheng eating and growing, and his pajamas-clad buddy growing and eating, finally ended, three hours had passed.

The guy in his pajamas swallowed the last piece of intestine, looking longingly at Liu Zheng's healing abdomen.

The experience of eating freshly grown food was so wonderful that he didn't want it to end.

He was about to speak when the men spoke first.

"Guest, the terms for the private settlement have been agreed upon, and you are now even."

"That's right, the matter of him damaging my property is over, but his private room service is not over yet."

The guy in his pajamas was smiling broadly.

Chapter 128 I drove all the prostitutes in the black market crazy.

"hehe."

Liu Zheng gave a cold laugh.

I knew this kid wouldn't let him off so easily.

Since the guy in pajamas is being so persistent, let's just go all out.

Do you really think he's survived this long solely because of his charm?

If Liu Zhengzhen hadn't been so willing to risk his life, these monsters and scoundrels would never have given him the chance to negotiate.

"Then what are you waiting for? The intestines are right here, come and eat."

He patted his belly with his tentacles.

The wound has healed, leaving only a pink scar.

The golden finger was ready, while another tentacle reached into the pocket.

In his pocket was the Chaos Club membership card.

Liu Zheng remembered that when he touched the membership card, terrifying pale flames erupted from it.

What would happen if you stuck this membership card on the guy in his pajamas?

He was very curious and looking forward to it.

“Newcomer, I don’t think you’re capable of serving in a planet-level VIP room. You can leave now, and I’ll take over for you.”

The centaur suddenly spoke.

It looked at the commemorative medal on Liu Zheng's chest with a complicated expression.

"Ah, are you sure you can do it?"

He had some doubts.

The centaur didn't look particularly strong, and it certainly didn't have his kind of regenerative ability.

If the Centaur had made a deal with him, Liu Zheng would definitely use it as a scapegoat without hesitation.

But the men and horses were only helping him because of the cattle and horses, which made Liu Zheng feel a little embarrassed.

"How dare you, a newcomer, question me? Get lost."

The horse and rider were amused by his antics, and with their backs turned, they kicked him away with their hind legs.

The guy in pajamas's eyes changed, and he reached out to grab Liu Zheng, but was blocked by the horse's thick body.

"Isn't this against the rules?"

"That's what the guy in his pajamas said."

“He was a new employee who came to help out temporarily. According to regulations, the regular employees of the customer service department have the right and obligation to supervise his work status.”

The centaur said earnestly.

This rule is intended to both ensure the customer experience and to provide regular employees with an excuse to take advantage of new employees.

However, when the time is right, it can also be an important way for newcomers to save their lives.

"It seems you're very confident you can serve me well."

The guy in his pajamas rubbed his stomach and said.

Although he had indeed eaten almost enough, he could still easily fit another centaur's intestines into his stomach.

"Then please stay tuned, sir."

The staff cleared the table and placed the empty plates on the food cart.

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Caught completely off guard, Liu Zheng was kicked out of the private room by the men.

As soon as they flew out of the gate, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

He seemed to see countless stars floating around him like luminous ribbons.

Liu Zheng reached out to grab it, but couldn't reach anything.

When he finally stopped, he had already returned to the customer service department's break room.

He didn't stop on his own; he was plucked down from the sky by a large white goose.

"Come back so soon?"

The white goose looked very surprised.

Normally, a private room of planetary level or above will provide service for at least five hours.

It had only been about three hours since Liu Zheng's death.

"They complain that my service is not good."

He shrugged.

As for who complained about his service, there's no need to say.

Although the white goose seems to have a complicated relationship with Britain, it is, after all, a member of the customer service department.

"Then you definitely didn't get the tip."

"No, I even got a hundred sets of intestines taken for free."

Liu Zhengsheng said with a sense of despair.

Although he has now evolved a pain protection mechanism, his nerves are becoming increasingly thick-skinned.

But the feeling of being treated like a quick-growing leek was still quite terrible, second only to the last time I licked Si Xue's feet.

"You let him eat a hundred pieces of your intestines and still didn't get a tip?"

The white goose was shocked.

"That's not right. Although that kid's personality is a bit twisted, he's still quite generous."

It was because Liu Zheng's physique was just right that it allowed him to choose the lucky number 2.

“There was a slight mishap along the way, and I indirectly caused the deaths of his three intestinal slaves.”

Liu Zheng scratched his head and said.

"You really know how to cause trouble."

The white goose exclaimed sincerely.

Although it had heard a lot about Liu Zheng's deeds, it was ultimately unreliable to believe everything it heard.

Now it has witnessed it firsthand; this kid is far superior to Li.

Thinking about this, its thoughts also shifted slightly.

"There's nothing I can do; I'm just destined to be a hard worker."

Liu Zheng was also helpless.

He'd love to sit there all day drinking tea and reading the newspaper, but the restaurant won't allow it.

With the performance-based agreement hanging over his head, he couldn't just give up and stop by delivering takeout.

The difficulty increases day by day. While the security guards and customers can be dealt with through sacrifice and threats, the monsters on the road and the city hall employees are not so easy to deal with.

"It's good for young people to be busy. If you're not busy now, how will you end up as idle as I am in the future?"

What the white goose said sounds a bit like Versailles, but it's the truth.

Whether in a bloody restaurant or any other workplace, enjoying retirement is not an easy thing; it requires risking your life when you're young.

"Big Brother is right."

Liu Zheng, of course, did not refute it.

Although the white goose's words didn't apply to him at all.

No matter how busy he is or how much he has accomplished, the restaurant probably wouldn't agree to let someone who has only worked there for a few days retire.

In reality, he wouldn't even be past his probationary period yet.

"Alright, everything's done, stop flattering me. Would you like to come over for a cup of tea, or just go back to the delivery station?"

"The big white goose asked."

"I think I'll just go back. I'm afraid Niu Ma won't be able to handle it all by himself."

Liu Zheng declined its invitation.

"Then you underestimate your boss. He can run the entire delivery department by himself."

The big white goose laughed.

"Ah, I really didn't see that coming."

He said this half-truthfully.

The performance of oxen and horses is, well, quite subtle.

It's not that it's reliable; it's lazy, greedy, and often makes itself half-dead.

It's unreliable, but it can pull out some magical items or summon someone when it really matters.

He's definitely strong, but he completely lacks the aura of a strong person.

Not to mention comparing him to top figures like Oink, Red Ghost, and Si Xue, he's far inferior even to Napoleon and Britannia of the same level.