Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Hmph, all you do is talk big. You annoying human."

The plane tree turned its face away and ignored him.

In the not-too-difficult silence, time slowly ticked down to 7:30 in the evening.

"Clap! Clap!"

The sound of leather shoes walking could be heard from the end of the street.

Soon, a person with a projector on their neck walked towards them.

"Hello, gentlemen. I am the auctioneer for this auction. It is an honor to serve you two collectors."

The projected figure bowed slightly and introduced himself.

"Hello, thank you for your hard work so late at night."

Liu Zheng replied politely, and then habitually slipped a wad of money over.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Liu, but I cannot accept it."

Unsurprisingly, the projector refused.

"Alright, stop with that. He won't accept it."

Just as he was preparing to make three requests and three refusals, the French plane tree spoke up.

"Ok."

Since the French plane tree said so, Liu Zheng did not insist.

"The auction is about to begin. Mr. Liu, please provide a list of the items to be auctioned."

"That's what the projector said."

The list of items for the auction, featuring plane trees, has already been provided.

"Oh well."

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zheng took out items that he wouldn't need for the time being, such as the Little Mermaid's First Tear, the Colorful Essence Jelly, the Universal Key (Bloodline Curse), and the Monkey Paw That Couldn't Make Wishes.

As for the borrowed items, keep them and take them out when needed.

"That's all."

He said.

"Okay. Please wait a moment, we need to authenticate the item you submitted for auction."

The projected figure opened the box it was carrying and put the items inside one by one.

"Will they return it to me after the appraisal is complete?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes. But if your item has already been sold, it cannot be used for subsequent auctions."

The projector replied.

"Row."

He nodded.

By the time the auction house had finished appraising the items and returned them, it was already 8 p.m.

"The auction is about to begin. Would you two like to watch?"

"The projectionist asked."

"dont see."

"Look!"

French plane trees and Liu Zheng said in unison.

"What are you looking at? It's always the same old thing, I'm so tired of it."

The plane tree pursed its lips.

"I haven't seen it before. This is my first time attending an auction, I should at least go through the whole process, right?"

he laughed.

"Hmph, this is the last time. I won't take you next time. Humans are such a hassle."

The plane tree muttered.

"Then I must participate in the whole thing, otherwise I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

Liu Zheng followed its words.

"It's up to you to see, I have no interest."

The plane tree turned its face away and pulled a novel out of the black soil.

He looked curiously at the cover, but the title was completely obscured by tree roots.

"嘁~"

It's no use blocking it; even a fool could figure out it was that palace intrigue novel.

"Mr. Liu, would you like to see a movie?"

The projector asked again.

"Let it go."

He nodded.

"Ok."

The person projecting the image stood a little distance away from Liu Zheng and then pressed the power switch on the projector.

A curtain of light formed in front of us, initially blurry, but quickly becoming clear.

"Welcome, collectors, to our auction house. And yes, I am the host of this auction."

In the magnificent, hall-like space, a penguin dressed in a tuxedo stood in the center of the stage and spoke loudly.

"Shh~"

A few boos rang out from the audience below.

"Hush won't work. If you're so capable, buy the auction house and you can replace me."

The penguin retorted.

"Wow, the host is so arrogant? Doesn't your auction house do anything about it?"

Liu Zheng was shocked.

"He is the owner of our auction house and one of the Metropolitan Museum's leading collectors."

"That's what the projector said."

".6."

He understood everything.

"There are quite a few more participants this time than last time. I hope your auction items will be better this time, and not like last time, when the sell-through rate was less than 60%. I was so angry that I couldn't even eat the seal meat."

"That's what the penguin said."

"As long as you can still move the seal hole, it means you haven't lost your mind."

"That's what one collector said."

"If you can't insert a seal, you can insert an orca. After all, they are all the same color, so you can just assume there is no reproductive barrier."

Another collector added fuel to the fire.

"Hahaha!"

All the collectors present burst into laughter, and Liu Zheng couldn't help but smile as well.

"Laugh all you want. As long as the auction goes well, you can laugh at me however you want. If it doesn't go well... hmph."

The penguin chuckled twice.

"Then don't blame my three brothers for coming to your door one by one to collect compensation for emotional distress."

Chapter 559 Dancing Flamenco on Si Xue's Minefield

"Is this a gang?"

Liu Zheng said subconsciously.

"Mr. Liu, please be careful with your words."

The projector made a shushing gesture.

"Our boss is very petty."

He said in a low voice.

"I see it."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

If the projector says something like that, isn't he afraid that the penguin will hear him and make things difficult for him?

"Given your performance last time, it's very regrettable that you won't be able to see our incredibly spectacular penguin dance this time."

The penguin on the stage then spoke with a serious expression.

“Great!”

"I've had enough!"

“Speaker of the Supreme Council, if it weren’t so expensive to get my eyes replaced at the hospital, I would have replaced all the eyeballs in my body long ago.”

Liu Zheng looked over and saw that the one speaking was a centipede with eyes all over its back.

"Good heavens, is that the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord? We really can't afford to replace him."

He secretly thought.

"Go ahead and slander us, be jealous all you want. No matter what you say, our Penguin Dance is still the best dance in the Metropolitan Opera, far surpassing the Black Swan at the Grand Theatre!"

"The penguin said loudly."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've heard today. I'm going to submit it to 'Daily Laugh' right away."

"Oh no, now every time I go to see black swans I'll remember their ugly dance."

"Although I also think the black swans' jumps are terrible, they are still too pathetic compared to these penguins."

An even louder burst of laughter erupted, turning the entire venue into a sea of ​​joy.

"I reasonably suspect that your boss is deliberately trying to liven things up."

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow and said.

"That's true. But if this auction still doesn't satisfy the boss, then it really will send its three brothers to the door."

The projector said.

"Wouldn't it be incredibly brutal to wipe out an entire family?"

Although it seems impossible rationally, given the Metropolitan City's track record, it's hard to say.

"Of course not. Our auction house is a legitimate company, and we are a model taxpayer and a pioneer of civilized practices every year."

The projector said proudly.

"That is?"

"Although I won't kill anyone, if those three bosses target me, my fate might be worse than death."

The projector said.

"That's terrifying."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

"You lowly animals devoid of artistic talent have no idea what real dance is! Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore."