Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"His name is Lister, the previous chief hunter of the gunpowder workshop, and also my mentor."

"The horn gun hunter sighed."

"It was he who led the gunpowder workshop hunters to save many residents who had not turned into beasts during that fire, and led us to survive in the ruins of Old Atreus."

"Admirable. I'll take him out before he self-destructs."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

"That's not what I meant. Never mind, let's start with the mildest cases."

The horn-wielding hunter made a gesture, and the hunter guarding the cage unlocked the chains.

The beast-like hunter, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. His cloudy yellow eyes swept over everyone present before he leaped out of the cage and charged headlong into Xia Kai's arms, who was watching the show.

Chapter 300 Now it's my turn to set the conditions.

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Okay, okay, you all know to pick on the weak, right?

Xia Kai cursed under his breath as he gripped the meat saw, ready for battle.

Although he believed Liu Zheng wouldn't send him to his death, he was sure he'd suffer if he didn't show courage in battle.

"good."

Sure enough, Liu Zheng nodded at Xia Kai's performance and then gave the helmeted man a look.

The helmeted man immediately sprang into action and caught Xia Kai after the beast-transformed hunter pounced on him.

Then he used the same trick again, wrapping the red holy cloth around the beast hunter's head, followed by several heavy punches.

Once the red cloth was removed, the beast-transformed hunter had fallen into a deep coma, just like the charred orc before him.

"Your thing works pretty well. Can I trade you something else for it?"

Liu Zheng looked at the red cloak and asked.

The helmeted man shook his head, pointed to the red cloak, and then pointed to the sky.

Liu Zheng didn't bother to guess what he meant; the point was that he was refusing.

"Fine then."

He shrugged.

He doesn't try to take everything good for himself, especially things belonging to his own people.

Moreover, everything Liu Zheng had was useful, and it was indeed not easy to exchange it with the helmeted men.

Let's wait until he finds the Twisted Saint's remains and returns them to the Church of Suffering. By then, the old woman probably won't have the heart to refuse.

"Be gentle this time, don't break his chin."

Liu Zheng gave instructions.

"clang!"

The helmeted man tapped his head, dragged the beast-like hunter in front of him like a dead dog, and then pinched the beast-like hunter's chin to open his mouth.

The foul breath made Liu Zheng fan the air in disgust, and his already deformed teeth were covered with stains of various colors.

"You guys are so cold-hearted towards your companions! At least brush their teeth, okay?"

he complained.

The hunters at the gunpowder workshop didn't bother with him; they even brushed the teeth of wild beasts, something they themselves didn't do.

This is Old Atlantis, not the upper echelons of the Blood Healing Church. Even rubbing your fingers with a little water here is considered a sign of refinement.

Despite his reluctance, Liu Zheng still cut open his tentacles and inserted them into the beast-like hunter's mouth.

However, because the opponent's beast-like transformation was not very advanced, the wound he made was also very small, and the needle only penetrated half of the throat.

The beast hunters were awakened by the mere smell of his blood.

But before he could resist, Liu Zheng's tentacles pierced through him.

The beast hunter made a vomiting motion, grabbing the tentacle with both hands, trying to pull the disgusting thing out of his mouth.

However, before he could fully transform into a beast, he was as powerless as an infant in front of Liu Zheng.

Soon, his pupils began to tremble violently. The pupils, which had become like scattered egg yolks, gradually focused as they trembled, and the color of the pupils gradually changed from dark yellow to dark brown.

Seeing that it was about time, Liu Zheng took the initiative to pull out his tentacles.

As soon as he pulled out the tentacle, the beast hunter immediately bent over and vomited violently.

Large chunks of congealed blood were sprayed onto the ground, and the black fur on the beast-transformed hunters visibly retracted into their pores.

The blood clumps split open automatically upon landing, releasing the blood droplets encased within.

"They're all evil gods, why are they so hostile towards each other?"

Liu Zheng complained.

He forgot a saying: "Competitors are enemies."

The beast-transformed hunter kept vomiting blood until he lost consciousness again due to excessive blood loss.

At this point, his appearance had basically returned to human form; he was a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties.

"Alright, just get him some animal offal or something to help him recover when we get back. Don't do any blood therapy for now."

Liu Zheng reminded him.

The horn gun hunter and the machine gun hunter jogged over and crouched down to check on the hunter lying on the ground.

"It really healed!"

Their faces were filled with shock, as if they had witnessed a miracle.

"It's not a cure, it just reversed the process of his transformation into a beast. If he continues to hunt wild beasts and receive blood therapy, he may still transform into a beast again."

Liu Zheng corrected.

"That's pretty awesome too."

"That's what the horn gun hunter said sincerely."

He showed no surprise at the second half of Liu Zheng's sentence.

Having stayed in Old Atlantis for so many years, the gunpowder workshop naturally had some guesses about the cause of the spread of the beast disease.

"So-so, third best in the metropolitan area. Alright, bring the rest of the patients over."

Liu Zheng said proudly.

He quickly used the same method to treat the remaining two beast-like hunters.

The adverse reactions they experienced during treatment were increasingly severe. The most severely affected beast hunter suffered a complete physical collapse, with his flesh and blood beginning to rot.

Fortunately, he survived after the horn-gun hunter applied an unknown ointment to him.

"Your ointment is pretty good, can you sell me some?"

Looking at the scabbed wounds on the beast-like hunter's body, Liu Zheng felt a little tempted.

He won't have "Flesh and Blood Regeneration" in the next dungeon, so he'll definitely need to stock up on some recovery items.

“This was obtained by the workshop’s predecessors from the Tommel ruins a long time ago, and we don’t have much left in our stock.”

The horn-gun hunter shook his head.

"I just praised you guys for being nice, and this is how you treat your saviors? Fine, never mind."

Liu Zheng pursed his lips.

"Supplies to Old Atlanta are scarce, especially medicines. I really can't sell you this, but we can give you some."

The horn-wielding hunter, unable to refuse, said...

"That's more like it. Give it to me."

The horn-gun hunter pulled a bottle from his inner pocket and handed it to Liu Zheng with a pained expression.

Name: Tomel's Secret Ointment

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Heals injuries and restores energy; the effect is doubled when the user possesses 'Holy Blood'."

"Note: If you get stabbed once, you'll want to get stabbed again. If you strain your back, take this, and you'll live to be two hundred without showing your age."

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

"System, what counts as 'Holy Blood'?"

Liu Zheng asked without much expectation.

"The blood of the superior beings and their divine children in the current instance world's hierarchy is called 'Holy Blood'."

The system, unusually, answered his question.

"Who are the higher-ranking members in this lineage?"

Liu Zheng, surprised, seized the opportunity to ask.

Then, unsurprisingly, there was no reply.

"whispering sound."

He pursed his lips and looked at the hunters in the gunpowder workshop.

Are there any other beast-like patients?

"Nothing."

The horn gun hunter shook his head.

They do not hunt wild animals unless absolutely necessary, nor do they use blood therapy, so the possibility of them becoming beasts should not exist in the first place.

These three beast-transformed hunters are all the ones we've had over the years.

"Then I have fulfilled the conditions you offered me. Now, it's my turn to make my own conditions."

Liu Zheng revealed the innocent smile that a ruthless businessman wears before ripping off his customers.

Chapter 301 Shatter the Pale Moon, Let the Sun Rise as Usual

"You said."

Despite wearing a thick hunter's suit, the Horn Gun Hunter still felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

"First, you need to collect the wingtips of the giant raven and the whip of the two-headed mutant dog as quickly as possible. I need as many as you can."

Liu Zheng said.

"We've only found two giant crows and one two-headed mutant dog. We can help you collect them, but we can't guarantee the quantity."

"The horn gun hunter said."

Having been entrenched in Old Athens for decades, the gunpowder workshop hunters knew almost everything about the beasts there.

"That works too. Second, I need blood gems, the higher the quality the better, and there's no limit to the quantity."

He nodded.

".good."

The horn gun hunter hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

Because they rarely hunt wild animals now, most of the blood gems they possess are from their previous stockpiles, and the quantity is truly limited.

However, for the same reason, their demand for the Blood Gem is not high, so giving it to Liu Zheng as a token of gratitude is not out of the question.

"The third point is not a requirement, but simply to provide you with an option."

He continued.

"What choice?"