Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

In short, yogurt is everything, and everything can be made into yogurt.

"You can't drink this directly; you have to dilute it with water."

Liu Zheng reminded him.

"Paul, take Zhukov, Konev, and Yegorov to the warehouse to get water."

Red Ghost commanded.

"Okay, teacher."

Paul immediately took a few friends and carefully carried the yogurt bottles to the warehouse.

Soon, they came out, each carrying a bucket.

The rich aroma of honey and the fermented smell of yogurt filled the classroom, captivating both the children and the Red Ghost.

"Wow, this is potent! Is it yogurt or an addictive substance?"

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue.

"Children, take out your cups and sit still."

Red Ghost was the first to regain consciousness.

"Good~"

The children in the shelter were very obedient, much more so than professional soldiers in many countries in reality.

"Let's give the yogurt to the children."

Red Ghost said to Liu Zheng.

"I'm an outsider, isn't that inappropriate?"

He said somewhat embarrassedly.

"To the children, you are no longer an outsider."

Red Ghost shook his head and said.

"OK then."

Liu Zheng did not refuse again and picked up the iron bucket and walked around the classroom.

The children held up their enamel mugs, watching expectantly as he filled them.

Why don't you have a cup?

After emptying the children's bowls, he looked at Red Ghost.

"I don't need it, the children can drink it."

Red Ghost shook his head.

"Don't worry, I brought enough this time. Want a drink?"

"Hmm, maybe we shouldn't bother?"

Red Ghost said hesitantly.

"Have a drink. Look, the kids will feel embarrassed to drink if you don't."

Liu Zheng used moral blackmail.

"Yes, teacher, why don't you drink with us?"

Paul replied cooperatively.

"Teacher, please drink with us."

The other children joined in the commotion.

"Okay, but I don't have a cup."

Red Ghost had no choice but to say.

"It's okay, just make do with this."

Liu Zheng poured a cup of yogurt from the empty yogurt bottle and handed it to him.

“Наздоровье!”

Red Ghost raised the yogurt bottle and shouted.

“Наздоровье!”

The children responded in their childish voices.

Everyone in the shelter drank the yogurt together, and happy expressions appeared on their faces.

Is it really that delicious?

Liu Zheng glanced at the residue in the bucket and was somewhat tempted.

But after thinking about it, I decided against it, since it was something the deceased had drunk.

"Thank you, Liu Zheng."

While the children were nibbling on their yogurt, Red Ghost quickly finished his drink and then said to him.

"It's something I promised. And seeing them so happy makes me happy too."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

“The children are definitely happier since you came.”

Red Ghost nodded.

"There's no way around it, I'm just a sunny and cheerful guy who spreads laughter and love."

He slicked his seaweed-like hair back and said in a deliberately nonchalant manner.

"Yes, it is indeed very humorous."

Red Ghost affirmed.

Why do I feel like you're mocking me?

Liu Zheng asked suspiciously.

"follow me."

Red Ghost offered no explanation and headed straight for the warehouse.

"whispering sound."

He pursed his lips and followed behind the other person.

Upon arriving at the warehouse, Red Ghost found an old and tattered gray woolen overcoat among a pile of junk.

"Stand in this position."

He pointed to a circle drawn in chalk on the floor in front of him.

"Oh well."

Liu Zheng did as instructed and walked into the circle.

"I promised you, if you get the milk, I'll let you beat me up."

As Red Ghost spoke, she put on the gray coat.

The next second, a disheveled, unkempt middle-aged man appeared in front of Liu Zheng.

He looked extremely thin, with prominent cheekbones, bloodshot eyes, and a weary expression.

"You may begin now."

He pointed to the camera in the corner and said.

"You're not going to fight back, are you?"

Liu Zheng asked warily.

Red Ghost will definitely not kill him, but he will certainly make him suffer.

"Of course I'll fight back, otherwise it'd seem too fake. But my physical abilities are now worse than yours, and I've lost my supernatural powers. You don't even have that much confidence, do you?"

Red Ghost provoked him.

"No."

Liu Zheng said without hesitation.

If he can beat up a big shot in the sewers, then beating up a small karami wouldn't be a problem even in his mortal form.

"What do you want?"

Red Ghost remained silent.

"Tie up another hand."

Liu Zhengtian said shamelessly.

Aren't you afraid the sewers will see right through you?

"It just wants to see you get beaten up, and it doesn't matter how it does. Besides, I have people in the sewers, so it's not a big problem."

He said.

This is actually easy to understand. If the sewer system had a brain, it would know that Liu Zheng couldn't possibly beat Red Ghost and could only resort to faking it.

If the sewer system didn't have a brain, it wouldn't be able to tell that Liu Zheng and Red Ghost were faking it.

If all else fails, there's always that clever sewer will that can fall back on its own.

"Then so be it. But remember, this is your only chance."

As Red Ghost spoke, he tore off his sleeve along with his left hand and threw it on the ground.

"Come on, Liu Zheng, let me see if your fists are as powerful as your words."

He beckoned to Liu Zheng with his fist.

Chapter 435 Red Ghost: It's been so long since I've been human.

"Then it's embarrassing."

Liu Zheng took a step forward, and the tip of his tentacle clenched into a ball and hurled it at the Red Ghost.

While turning into a tentacle monster increases attack range and the number of attacks, it also has its drawbacks.

That is because the Chen family boxing style he learned mainly focuses on close-range power generation and hammer and elbow techniques, and is relatively lacking in mid-to-long-range attacks and leg techniques, which is not very suitable for the attack style of tentacles.

If he had learned whip techniques or the long-range striking palm technique, those four tentacles would be unstoppable, even by a god.

"A weak and powerless fist."

Red Ghost shook its head and took a step back.

At the same time, he raised his fist and pulled it back, like a large bow.

Then, he spun around and his fist shot out like an arrow.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clean striking sound rang out in the warehouse, as clear as a leather whip lashing marble.

Red Ghost's fist was also like a stone, with rough skin covered by fascia and bone, and hardly any flesh was visible.

But his fists were unusually powerful, as if the power came not from muscles, but from the heavy, surging blood.

"Crack!"

Liu Zheng didn't need to look; he could tell the tentacle was broken just by hearing the sound.

But it's not a big problem; even if one is broken, there are still three left.

Taking advantage of Red Ghost's weakened attack, he immediately swung his other three tentacles at his opponent.

However, he wasn't unreasonable; instead of hitting the head and face, he hit the shoulders and chest/abdomen.

Having become a mortal, Red Ghost was naturally unable to retract his fist in time to block, but since he dared to sever one of his own arms, he certainly had a way to deal with it.

He suddenly sat down, his buttocks and calves forming two parallel lines.