Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Damn cunning humans. Don't get too cocky. I was just genuinely borrowing it. Who knows when you'll ask for it back?"

The plane tree said proudly.

It just means you can't lie, not that you can't go back on your word.

"We'll talk about that later."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Even if you ask me for it, I won't refuse."

He smiled and said.

Chapter 564 The Shrinking Pyramids and the Nile Doctor's Request

"Hmph. I wouldn't want it even if you gave it to me."

The plane trees turned their faces away.

"The deliveryman's charm is simply irresistible."

The fools watching from the sidelines praised it.

"You flatter me. It's just a matter of exchanging sincerity for sincerity."

Liu Zheng said modestly.

"That's what makes it so rare. Sincerity is a true luxury in the Metropolis, and even 'people' like us find it hard to possess."

The Fool sighed.

"Maybe all the 'people' I've met since I came to the city are good people."

He smiled and said.

At first, I thought cattle, horses, and plane trees were all worthless creatures, but after seeing so many monsters and demons in the metropolis, I realized that they have become a mirror of humanity.

"Luck is also an important skill. Is there anything I can help you with, delivery driver? If you need any special items, I have some here too."

The fool asked the question.

"Indeed."

Liu Zheng didn't stand on ceremony and told the peacock directly about his plan to compete with it for the auction item.

"I can accept not being able to snag the items I want at the auction, but I hope you can lend a hand in this matter."

"No problem. But in that case, I need to go back and prepare first, and I'll be right back."

"That's what the Fool said."

The things it carries are enough for emergencies, but not enough to compete with a giant like the peacock.

"You live in the same neighborhood as the peacock, won't that be a disadvantage for you?"

Liu Zheng asked with concern.

"It's alright. I'm currently the most promising newcomer in the Writers' Association to be promoted to narrator, and Peacock wouldn't dare to directly attack me."

"That's what the fool said confidently."

As the foundation of the metropolis, the Writers' Association is different from those landmarks.

For those landmarks, what matters is the landmark itself; managers or spokespeople are necessary, but not so important.

The writers' association itself is not important; what matters are the authors who have the opportunity to rise to the level of storytellers.

Even a peacock wouldn't dare to defy the world and lay a hand on a promising writer who has a good chance of becoming a narrator, unless she wanted to have her feathers plucked by the Supreme Council himself.

Of course, you can't directly take action, but you can still trip someone up.

"That's good, then I'll leave it to you."

Liu Zheng said solemnly.

Whether or not one expects anything in return for a favor depends on the recipient's character.

He didn't know how to analyze it; he mostly relied on intuition.

Liu Zheng's intuition told him that it was better to give the fool a chance to repay his kindness as soon as possible, otherwise neither side would be happy.

"do not worry."

After the Fool finished speaking, he boarded the carriage and then turned into a cloud of gray mist and disappeared into the night.

"Mr. Liu really has a wide circle of friends."

The person projecting the image said admiringly.

"I handed them in one by one. Once I've completed your request, we'll become friends, won't we?"

Liu Zheng said.

"No need to complete the commission. If Mr. Liu doesn't mind, I'm already your friend."

The projector said tactfully.

"Not bad, young man, you have a bright future."

He patted the person projecting the image on the shoulder and continued looking into the arena.

"Now we will proceed to the sixth round of bidding. Let's take a look at what's up for auction this time."

After Captain Penguin finished speaking, a triangular projection appeared in front of him.

"What is this? A model of a pyramid?"

The captain said, puzzled.

"Oh, so it's a miniaturized version of the entire pyramid. I don't think there are any like this in the Metropolitan Area, right? The Ra clan is all extinct, they couldn't possibly have the capability to build one. Where did this come from? Was it from outside the country?"

The captain kept rambling on and on.

"Based on the current identification results, there are at least three mummies in this pyramid, as well as an altar of Ra, and we don't know about the others."

"As an extraordinary item, its value is difficult to assess. However, as a collectible, it has high artistic, historical, and edible value."

"Alright, let's begin the auction."

It swung the auction gavel and slammed it on the table.

"Doctor, I'm at an auction. Someone is auctioning off a miniature pyramid containing at least three mummies, as well as an altar of Ra."

Liu Zheng immediately called the Nile River doctor.

"Can I take a picture?"

The Nile doctor paused for a moment before asking.

"I try my best."

"Then I'll have to trouble you. I really don't have any suitable supernatural items here."

"The Nile doctor said somewhat embarrassedly."

"I see."

He nodded and hung up the phone.

Liu Zheng stared at the pyramid projection on the auction table, his expression grave.

Unexpectedly, someone produced this item, which completely disrupted his plans.

But if Liu Zheng didn't tell the Nile doctor, he couldn't get past his own conscience first.

The Nile Doctor provided him with the greatest support, both in terms of manpower and resources, and was always there for him.

Doctor Nile's greatest regret is that the Ra clan of Metropolis was almost wiped out.

Now that he has finally encountered a fellow clansman who might be alive, it would be too inhuman of Liu Zheng not to help him make up for this regret.

"One perfect item plus three excellent items."

He set a line in his mind.

If it weren't for Si Xue's mission, he would bet everything except the Legendary Deliveryman Set.

"I'll offer one of these."

A tall, thinning-haired man dressed in hunting attire, carrying a walking stick, was the first to raise his sign.

His competitor's item was a white silk glove embroidered with an inverted cross.

"The Devil Gentleman's Duel Gloves: Throw them at your opponent, and both will enter a special dimension for a life-or-death duel. The victor will gain some of the opponent's attributes."

The projector explained.

"Good stuff."

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up.

In the metropolis, everyone has stat-obsessed characters. If he finds an enemy with obviously high stats to duel, and then uses items to overwhelm the opponent, he can get a huge amount of stat boosts for free.

"Within the special space, both parties' extraordinary items will be disabled unless they can break through the power of the space creator."

The projector continued.

"Who created that special space?"

he asked.

"Jack English. A gentleman among devils, a devil among gentlemen. After committing numerous large-scale bloodshed incidents, he was hunted by the Sheriff's Department and then disappeared without a trace."

"But a Planeswalker claimed to have seen him in the Abyss, where he had become a demon lord on one of the levels."

The projector replied.

"Sorry to bother you, just pretend I didn't ask."

It's already impressive that he escaped from the police department's pursuit, but to escape the metropolis and become a demon lord is clearly beyond his ability to break through the special space created by such a powerful figure.

Once supernatural items are banned, his strength will be able to go toe-to-toe with the fish killed by salmon, and he won't be able to beat some of the species.

"I'll offer one of these."

The second buyer then raised their paddle.

The collector is an octopus as tall as a person, wearing a white chef's hat and a white chef's uniform, clearly a chef.

Its competing product was also related to the kitchen, but instead of a kitchen knife, it was a cutting board.

The cutting board looks like it was made from a single piece of wood, with the natural grain of the wood, but without the knife marks or dents that should appear after long-term use.

"A master chef's cutting board. It can be used as a shield. No weapon that meets the definition of a chef's knife can penetrate it. It has a very high defense against sharp weapons, but a slightly lower defense against blunt weapons."

"When used as an item, it can turn enemies who are in a state of 'unable to control their own actions' into random fish on a chopping board, and seal their supernatural abilities and supernatural items."

The projector explained.

"So you're the one being slaughtered and treated like fish on the chopping block, aren't you?"

Armor plus control items, that's interesting, but there aren't many.

If the enemy is in a state of "unable to control their own actions", then he could take this opportunity to kill them, without having to turn them into a fish on a chopping board.

Seeing that the time was right, Liu Zheng also raised his sign.

He took a parchment scroll from the system space and handed it to the projector.

Name: Death Register

Type: Equipment

Quality: Perfect

"Effect 1: A kill list will appear based on the current dungeon situation. After completing the kill list, you will receive a random reward (including but not limited to attribute boosts, Hell Points, random quality items, etc.)."

Effect 2: The kill list will be refreshed after the previous kill list is completed or the dungeon is switched.

"Effect 3: Complete the kill list at least once in each dungeon run, otherwise Death will personally come to supervise the work."

Effect 4: Once equipped, this item cannot be removed by conventional means.

Note: Still not getting to work? Death is coming for you!

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