Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Okay okay."

I never expected to have such an unexpected gain from just chatting. It seems that you really do need to talk to NPCs a few more times when you encounter them.

Liu Zheng praised himself for the habit he developed from playing RPG games.

Of course, this is only because he has a good relationship with the calico cat; otherwise, he wouldn't even have to lift a finger, and the calico cat would just slap him across the face.

Have you ever gone down into a sewer?

The face asked.

"It has rained."

"Then you're actually alright? The bloodline of a black goat cub shouldn't be able to protect you from the erosion of the river."

The person looked somewhat surprised.

"That's probably why."

Liu Zheng took out the Heart of the Ocean (which had been enhanced).

"Oh, I see. You've got a lot of good stuff, kid."

"With this, you should be able to get what I was talking about."

The face nodded.

"what?"

"Just find a stretch of river, dive in, and swim until you can't swim any further. Then take out your bait made with nine kinds of fine wine, nine kinds of insects, and salmon poop, and wait for it to bite."

The face said.

Is it a fish?

he asked.

"It's not quite a fish, more like a collection of fish's resentment. I found it while diving for fun out of boredom, but it's useless to me, so I released it."

The face said.

"Then what is its function?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It is a great tonic for the dead, especially their spirits, and can also be used as a material for making extraordinary items."

The face replied.

"Is 'highly nourishing' the same as 'excessive nourishment'?"

"Ordinary souls will be guaranteed to increase their strength by at least one level after consuming it, while incomplete souls will be fully healed and their lost memories can be restored."

The face said.

"So powerful."

His first thought was of the Red Pig. If the opponent's strength were to increase by another level, the Ox and Horse probably wouldn't dare to go to sweep the tomb.

"Of course, it's not without its flaws."

The face said.

"What shortcomings?"

"If a soul eats it, its soul will exhibit the same characteristics as that fish, and the weaker the soul, the more of these will appear."

The face said.

"puff!"

Liu Zheng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the red pig turning into a half-pig, half-fish creature.

"So, that fish isn't bad either, is it?"

A question occurred to him.

"It's not bad. But as long as you use good quality alcohol, you can get it drunk, and then you can do whatever you want."

The face said.

"I see, thank you, Mr. Pond Owner."

"Don't call me 'Pond Owner'!"

The face screamed.

"Uh, what should I call you?"

"Call me the master of salmon!"

The man said with a serious expression.

"Okay, thank you, salmon owner."

Liu Zheng readily accepted good advice.

"Hmph, that's more like it. Alright, go about your own business and don't bother our salmon at work."

The face said with disdain, then disappeared into the hair.

"I'm going to work now, Liu Zheng, you play by yourself for a while, meow."

The calico cat spoke up.

Go for it! Good luck!

He smiled and patted the calico cat's head as encouragement.

"Uh-huh."

The calico cat happily returned to its loyal sink.

"This trip was quite fruitful."

Liu Zheng put the "Black Tabby and Silver Shaded" into his system space and nodded in satisfaction.

Not only did I get a perfect quality one-time item, but I also got a permanent buff and a clue to a treasure.

Speaking of which, could it be that the calico cat came to work at the Bloody Restaurant just to help its owner escape the sewers?

"What are you spacing out for, kid?"

The loud voices of the cattle and horses interrupted his thoughts.

"Nothing, just thinking about something. You two, bosses, are you done talking?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Pretty much. Didn't you want to buy some wine? Hurry up and tell me."

The oxen and horses urged on.

"Alright. Boss Napoleon, I want twenty bottles of wine and twenty kinds of insects."

He quickly said to the white-feathered chicken.

"can."

Perhaps tired of arguing with the cows and horses, the white-feathered chicken readily agreed this time.

"As for alcohol, I'd like something with a higher alcohol content, preferably with some kind of sleep-inducing effect."

Liu Zheng added.

"can."

The white-feathered chicken readily agreed.

"Uh, Mr. Napoleon, are you alright?"

he asked cautiously.

He was actually a little unaccustomed to the fact that the white-feathered chicken wasn't bothering him.

"What, do you really want me to pick a fight with you?"

The white-feathered chicken glanced at Liu Zheng.

"Haha, no, no, it's better to keep it harmonious."

He laughed awkwardly.

"Hmph. Come here."

The white-feathered chicken walked towards a soup pot.

Liu Zheng glanced at the ox and horse, and seeing that they nodded, he followed them.

"drink."

The white-feathered chicken pointed to the soup pot and said.

"what is this?"

he asked.

"Poison. If you don't dare drink it, I'll just throw it up."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"That won't do, wasting food is shameful. Poisoned soup is even more delicious."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"Hmph, you're just like that cow or horse. Sometimes I even wonder if you're related by blood."

The white-feathered chicken muttered a complaint and moved aside.

"hey-hey."

He stepped forward and opened the pot lid, and the product description immediately popped up.

Chapter 472 Champion Bull and Horse Offal Soup

Name: Champion Beef and Horse Offal Soup (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect 1: Strength and Constitution +5."

"Effect 2: Randomly gain a champion bull or bull skill, lasting for one instance."

"Note: This is too filial, it's like being a god among oxen and horses."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

"Boss, what is this?"

Liu Zheng looked at the ox and horse, only to find that they had disappeared.

"Do you know the value of a soup made with the internal organs of a champion bull or horse, plus its own blood?"

The white-feathered rooster suddenly spoke.

"At worst, I'll pay with my life."

He smiled and said nonchalantly.

"You wish! Your life isn't just yours to live. You haven't even finished my task yet. If you dare to die, I'll stew your soul into soup."

The white-feathered pheasant said coldly.

"If that's how you put it, then I have a favor to ask."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"explain."

"Could you get me a cosplay outfit, and then let me sculpt a costume based on you?"

He said.

He's used enough oxen and horses; it's time to try broiler chickens.