Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"No way, that guy came back so fast? Did he mess up and run back for his life?"

8848 lamented.

Although he was about to win the bet, he didn't seem to feel any joy.

Because the city hall's procurement tasks are actually related to their work performance.

The higher the task completion rate of those who go abroad, the more quarterly bonuses they will receive, as well as benefits such as promotions, housing allocations, and training.

This is why the two agreed to the bet so readily; regardless of whether they win or lose, they won't lose.

If Liu Zheng's task completion rate is too low, then both of them will suffer losses.

Both 8848 and 4399 paid a considerable price to secure the opportunity to send him out of the country.

"We'll know when he comes in."

4399, on the other hand, remained quite calm.

He gestured to the key-holder, who nodded and pressed a button on the desk.

A conveyor belt, the kind used for subway security checks, extended from the border gate, but it wasn't activated.

4399 and 8848, one holding a baton and the other a pistol, stood on opposite sides of the conveyor belt.

If a danger warning appears, they will not hesitate to destroy Liu Zheng, body and soul.

"let's start."

"4399 said to the key person."

The latter pressed the switch, and the machine started making noise as the conveyor belt began to roll forward.

Two bare hooves came into view first, followed by two outward-curving legs and two furry cat paws.

"I have to say, I'm actually starting to crave it."

8848 slurped up a mouthful of saliva.

Are you craving lamb trotters or cat paws?

4399 asked.

"Of course it's the lamb trotters! Cats are so cute, how could you eat them?"

8848's tone was very disdainful.

"Hehe. If you want to eat it, just have him chop two pieces for you later, they can still grow back anyway."

"Forget it, I'm not cut out for the legs of a black goat cub. You'll have to lend me the money when the restaurant comes to collect it later."

8848 curled his lips.

"I'll lend you a coffin so you can bury your dead."

4399 said expressionlessly.

"whispering sound."

Amidst their banter, Liu Zheng and the calico cat's entire bodies were teleported out.

"Don't move yet."

8848 shook his head at him.

His tone was relatively friendly, but the gun barrel was already flashing.

Even without him saying so, Liu Zheng had no intention of making any rash moves.

This gun can send even unknown evil gods flying with a single shot; hitting him would just make him evaporate on the spot.

"Ding!"

A notification sounded, and the green indicator light on the conveyor belt lit up.

"Welcome back to the Metropolis."

4399 put away his gun, pulled Liu Zheng up, and patted him on the shoulder.

8848 picked up the calico cat, rubbed it a few times, and then put it on the ground.

"Thank you. How long have I been out of the country?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Exactly 24 hours."

4399 glanced at his watch and said.

“So fast”

He also planned to stay in Atlanta for the full seven days.

"We also think it's going very quickly. So, have you completed your procurement task?"

8848 asked impatiently.

"I guess it's finished?"

Liu Zheng said, not entirely certain.

After all, there are no quantity requirements or weighting coefficients in the task directory.

"Then let's weigh ourselves."

8848 walked behind the desk and pushed out a cart with a weighing device.

"Huh? Oh."

His eye twitched as he looked at the weighing truck.

The things in the metropolis can always be overwhelming.

Liu Zheng retrieved everything the city hall needed from the system space and placed it onto the weighing vehicle one by one.

"very good."

8848 watched the pointer keep deflecting to the right, his face practically contorted with laughter.

After each item is weighed, a flash of white light appears, and the item on the weighing cart disappears on the spot.

Soon, Liu Zheng's feet were completely empty.

"Mission completion rate 150%!"

"8848," he shouted in an exaggerated tone, looking at the numbers displayed on the pointer.

Even 4399 couldn't maintain his composure and broke into a smile.

Performance bonuses increase exponentially with task completion; this one bonus alone is equivalent to six months of hard work.

"Well done."

8848 slapped Liu Zheng on the shoulder and then patted the calico cat's head.

Is this a high level of completion?

He asked, feigning ignorance.

"You're in Versailles, aren't you? The entire border control department doesn't see this high level of mission completion even once a year."

8848 laughed and cursed.

"More than that, three years."

4399 shook his head.

"I really don't know how you did it."

8848 was amazed.

"I do not know either."

Liu Zheng chuckled foolishly.

"It's good that you don't know; if you did know, then there would be a problem."

8848 laughed heartily.

If Liu Zheng still retains his memories from his time outside, then the two of them won't be laughing.

"You're a good kid. If you ever need anything, just contact us. As long as you're not planning to illegally cross the border, we can help you out."

8848 said enthusiastically, and 4399 nodded reservedly.

"Then I'll thank you both in advance."

Liu Zheng climbed up the pole.

"Not bad, not bad. Let's go outside and talk some more."

8848 found him more and more pleasing to the eye, so she pulled him outside.

"Wait a moment."

But the man with the key called out to them.

"What's wrong, 17173?"

8848 cast a questioning look at him.

"I'm not like the two of you, all you do is make empty promises."

The man holding the key took out a paper cup and filled it with coffee.

"Would you like some milk and sugar?"

He looked at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng looked at 8848 and 4399.

"Go ahead and drink it, it's fine. Their coffee is really good, you can hardly find it anywhere else."

8848 nodded.

"Thank you for the extra milk and sugar."

So he replied.

"it is good."

The man with the key nodded, took out a carton of bottled milk and a packet of sugar from the drawer, and poured them into a cup.

Even though the cup was already full of coffee, the water level didn't rise at all when a whole carton of milk was poured in.

"You can drink it here; you can't take it away."

"That's what the key-man said."

"Ok."

Liu Zheng walked over and picked up the cup, but there was no system notification.

But thinking that these border officials had no reason to harm him, he tilted his head back and drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp.

The initial taste is that of regular instant coffee, and the texture is very similar to a canned latte from Nestlé.

Of course, it's not exactly unpleasant to drink.

"Don't tell anyone."

The man with the key gave a word of advice, then looked down at the newspaper.

"Don't worry, my brother here is very tight-lipped."

8848 spoke for Liu Zheng, then pulled him outside, while the calico cat climbed onto Liu Zheng's head again.

"It's alright, you don't need to be too nervous, it's not a top secret."

As they walked, 8848 comforted Liu Zheng.

"Why did that man say that?"

he asked.

"Hey, it's against the rules. After all, that thing is considered office supplies, and it's not really appropriate to give it to outsiders. Of course, it's not a big deal, and he's not the only one who does it."

8848 shrugged.