Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

All the children cheered together.

"The children have been waiting for you ever since they finished their dessert."

The red ghost floated over.

"I just took some random photos, so the quality might not be very good."

Liu Zheng took out the DV camera and returned it to it.

"It's alright. Anything new in this shelter is interesting."

Red Ghost said tolerantly.

"If you trust me, you can let the children play on the floor."

He hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“I trust you, young man, and the children trust you too. But they cannot leave the shelter.”

Red Ghost shook its head.

"Then I'll bring them some toys, books, DVDs, or something next time."

Liu Zheng said.

The newsstand owner probably sells more than just erotic products.

"I thank you on behalf of the children. But you'd better not come."

Red Ghost said.

"why?"

Tell me, who are you?

Red Ghost stared into his eyes and asked.

Chapter 207 Men and women are all working people.

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Liu Zheng was startled.

Did Red Ghost discover that he wasn't from this world?

What should he do if that's the case?

To launch a preemptive strike?

To admit it openly?

Surrender and you won't be killed?

"Literal meaning. Who are you?"

Red Ghost asked again.

"I'm a deliveryman for the Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Besides this?"

“I am Liu Zheng, I have ALS, and I am an orphan.”

He thought for a moment and said.

"anything else?"

Red Ghost asked slowly and deliberately.

"The system requires me to survive in this world for more than 72 hours, but surviving for only 72 hours is simply not enough, because..."

Liu Zheng froze as he spoke.

Because of what?

By the way, what is a system again?

Who am I again?

His originally tired but sharp eyes gradually turned into confusion, and the sense of urgency that had been clinging to his bones suddenly disappeared.

But Liu Zheng did not feel relieved; instead, he felt a great fear.

"stand at attention!"

Red Ghost suddenly shouted.

Suddenly, a hammer appeared in its hand, which it struck heavily on Liu Zheng's forehead.

He instinctively stood at attention, the chaotic thoughts in his mind being calmed and pacified by the will attached to the iron hammer.

"Do you understand now? The longer you stay here, the more you'll forget."

"In the end, you will forget who you are, where you came from, and why you set out."

Red Ghost said calmly.

"Then how come you are okay?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Because we are dead. And it's not that we haven't forgotten."

"But we've even forgotten what we forgot."

Red Ghost said calmly.

He looked at the children who were intently watching the video, unsure of what to say.

"Let's go. Next time we come, let's bring some entertainment items for the children."

Red Ghost said.

"Will the shelter's exit be located here?"

"No. This is both a test for you and a protection for you."

Red Ghost shook its head.

"Ok."

Liu Zheng walked towards the children, preparing to say goodbye.

"Electrician, this is for you."

Galya ran over and put her hair flower on his tentacle.

"Then what do you do?"

he asked.

"Don't worry, Mr. Electrician. We'll cut off a piece of our hair accessory and sew her a really nice one."

"Donya said loudly."

And she did it right away, taking off her big, golden-brown hair and cutting off a large section with scissors.

Her eyes held a lingering reluctance, yet her movements were swift and decisive.

"You are all good children."

Liu Zheng patted their heads.

The other girls also gathered around when they saw this.

The boys were a little embarrassed and could only watch longingly.

He raised all his tentacles with a hint of helplessness and touched them four by four, as if he were performing some strange religious ritual.

At the same time, he also felt a little ashamed.

They've already thought of buying keyboard mats for novelists, but why haven't they thought of buying hair accessories and clothes for children?

Next time I deliver food, I'll go to "Spider Cave" and stock up on some.

After exiting the sewer, Liu headed straight for the Jidao Qiantang (a type of hot spring bath).

As soon as he lifted the curtain, Sumire's eyes lit up, and she took small steps to greet him.

"The guests really enjoy taking baths; they're back so soon."

She said this as she squatted down to change Liu Zheng's shoes.

What was hidden by her hair, which was tied up in a bun, was the uncontrollable greed in her eyes.

"He came to see me."

The soup from the pot came out of the women's bath.

"Tangzi, he is my guest."

Sumireko turned her head to look at her and said.

“Sumiko, he is a VIP of the Extreme Flavor Group.”

Guo Kou Tangzi retorted sharply.

"What right does the Gokumi Group, which has even lost its signboard, have to steal customers from the Yakuza soup restaurant?"

Sumireko's tone took on a cold tinge.

"Even without the signature flavor of the Extreme Flavor Group, we can still stew you into a pot of soup."

Guo Kou Tangzi's expression also turned cold.

Two chills emanated from their bodies and merged together, causing Liu Zheng, who was standing to the side, to shiver.

"Then what."

He tried to speak.

"Shut up!"

The two shouted at him at the same time.

"This is a women's war; men should just watch from the sidelines."

Sumireko said expressionlessly, completely unlike her previous Yamato Nadeshiko demeanor.

"That's right, just stay put, it'll be over soon."

Guo Kou Tang Zi actually agreed with him.

"Who has time to talk to you men and women?"

Liu Zheng wasn't intimidated by them; instead, he said somewhat impatiently.

"In my eyes, we are all the same kind of people."

"who?"

The soup vendor at the pot's mouth crackled a joke.

"Working man."

He stood up and said in a firm and powerful voice.

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The two women suddenly felt a little cold.

"Don't even think about hitting on me. We just blew up an office building and robbed a tailor shop. I'm exhausted."

Liu Zheng ignored their expressions and patted Jinzi on the shoulder.

The boning knife "accidentally" slammed down on her yukata along with the tentacles.

Within the crack, the standard circumscribed circle is faintly visible.

He pulled out a wad of banknotes and stuffed them into the tear.

"If we blow up your public bathhouse, it won't be convenient to take a bath anymore, right?"

After saying that, Liu Zheng ignored her and walked towards the pot of soup.