Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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Liu Zheng said respectfully.

"sure."

The big white goose readily agreed and then quickly knocked on the door of the lounge.

"Boss?"

He opened the door and looked at the cattle and horses.

"No need, I feel more comfortable staying outside."

The big white goose shook its head.

"OK then."

Liu Zheng readily accepted good advice.

What style of makeup do you want?

The big white goose asked as it opened its suitcase.

What style is it?

He was lost in thought.

"Just an ordinary style, the kind that makes it so that no one notices my existence."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"Your requirements are quite high."

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

"why?"

Liu Zheng asked, puzzled.

“A black goat cub like you, who has heard the gospel, is as conspicuous as a single hair on a bald man’s head, no matter where you are.”

"I have faith in your skills, elder brother."

He offered a compliment.

"I can certainly get it done, but are you sure this is what your female companion wants?"

"That's what the big white goose said slowly and deliberately."

"what?"

"At such an important ball, no female would want her male partner to look disheveled."

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

"This"

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

Indeed, he did not consider the novelist's perspective.

Moreover, even Si Xue has to be wary of someone, so Da Bai'e's makeup skills probably won't be of much use.

"Then you decide what to do, brother."

Liu Zheng simply handed the choice over to the white goose.

"You cunning little rascal."

The white goose nudged him, but didn't seem angry.

"So, what kind of ball are you going to attend?"

it asked.

"It's a salon ball hosted by the Writers' Association."

"The Writers' Association, huh?"

"The big white goose thought for a moment and said."

"Then I'll give you a steampunk literary style."

"can."

Liu Zheng didn't understand what "steam literary style" meant, but he trusted the judgment of professionals.

"Let me give you a facial first."

The big white goose took out the face wash man that had been used last time from the box and spat on his face again.

After it rolled the face wash on Liu Zheng's face, his previously dusty face immediately became cleaner than newly grown skin.

After cleansing the face, it's time for concealer. Once the basic steps are completed, the white goose (a type of concealer) will begin targeted application.

First, they used a box of bone ash to thicken Liu Zheng's facial bones, and then used pliers to elongate his face, turning it into a rectangular shape.

Then, it used a small chisel to break Liu Zheng's eye socket, and then used glue to create an even deeper eye socket.

Next, the bridge of the nose, ears, top of the head, and forehead.

Almost every part of the white goose had been slightly adjusted, and Liu Zheng felt that it wasn't just being made up, but being sculpted.

"Alright, come on, take a look in the mirror."

The big white goose took out a small mirror and said.

The mirror was only the size of a palm, but when Liu Zheng looked into it, he saw a clear face in proportion.

It's hard to describe how he felt when he saw that face inside.

It's not fair to say he's a completely different person, but overall, you can still see his own reflection in him.

But his temperament has changed drastically, becoming more mature, confident, and resolute, with a hint of melancholy and restraint.

But this touch of melancholy and restraint was just right; it didn't diminish his outward vitality, but instead filled Liu Zheng with sexual tension.

Despite his face being filled with inhuman elements, he gave off a feeling of being a gentleman from an old European or American movie.

"The older brother's makeup skills are truly amazing."

Liu Zheng said admiringly.

In reality, there is a term called "high-class face," which is used to describe some people whose appearance is highly recognizable and photogenic. Even if their acting skills are not great, they can enhance the quality of a movie just by standing there.

This kind of "high-class face" is very rare, and even more so in this era of declining aesthetic standards.

But if the white goose could go to the real world, it could mass-produce this "high-end face" and elevate the aesthetics of the entire world single-handedly.

It’s a pity that I can’t go.

"Don't rush to praise me, it's not over yet. Take your clothes off."

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

"Ah? What for?"

"Of course, I'll correct your posture."

The big white goose, holding a bone saw in one hand and a bone file in the other, spoke kindly.

Chapter 217 The Upper Class is Liu Zheng, Liu Zheng is the Upper Class

"That's fine, take another look."

The white goose shook off the blood and bits of meat from the bone saw and put it into the box.

Liu Zheng looked at himself in the mirror and almost didn't recognize himself.

The tentacles were still the same four tentacles, and the hooves were still the same two hooves, but the proliferating lumps on the body had been cut off, the deformed bones and muscles had been corrected, and "flesh and blood regeneration" had not been triggered.

Although the inhuman characteristics are still obvious, it no longer gives people a negative feeling of evil, eeriness, or disgust as before. Instead, it has a sunny, classical, and healthy beauty.

It's like a statue of King David, a hybrid of a black goat cub and a goat.

Liu Zheng felt that with his current image, if he were to act in a fantasy movie in real life, he would definitely gain a group of female fans and other people.

"It is truly a masterpiece."

He said it sincerely.

"You definitely need to have some serious skills to retire from a bloody restaurant."

The white goose was very satisfied with its work and, unusually, did not try to be modest.

"Oh, right, there's something else good, do you want it?"

It winked at Liu Zheng.

"What good stuff?"

he asked curiously.

"This is it."

The white goose snatched a pink toad from its suitcase; the toad's back was covered in bursting pustules.

"Just apply a little of its pus to your body, and any member of the opposite sex will become aroused by you. If you apply enough, even members of the same sex will be unable to resist your charm."

"What if we eat it?"

The cattle and horses had somehow gotten close by.

"Then every living being with flesh and blood must submit to your hormones."

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

"Ahem, no need. It's fine as it is."

Liu Zheng quickly moved his tentacles.

Just kidding, he'd rather be invisible at the ball, how could he possibly use something that would attract attention?

Besides, if he really dared to use this to attract attention, the novelist would probably chop him up first.

"Ahem, big brother, actually I'm going to the ball too."

"The ox and horse said with a licked face."

"Okay, 11,000 drops."

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