It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 11 I'm Not a Human Anymore

"Yes, Xiaojiu doesn't eat raw food."

Mr. Li gave the maid a loving look.

"Young man, you won't fail to satisfy me on this request, will you?"

he said with a smile.

Liu Zheng looked at him and then at the maid.

One is skinny and hunchbacked, the other is tender and juicy, even if he is injured, he can easily take her down.
Weird.

Even Dai Lego could not attack the restaurant staff at will, but Mr. Li could call the restaurant owner directly.

These two people are definitely not human.

"I have a request."

After a brief silence, Liu Zheng said.

"As long as the request is not excessive, you can make it."

Mr. Li said generously.

With his status and wealth, money, position, real estate and women are not worth mentioning.

As for what is an excessive request, only he knows.

"I want chopped chili peppers, garlic, soy sauce, and vinegar."

However, Liu Zheng's answer was beyond his expectations.

“It would be even better if there was scallion oil.”

Liu Zheng sniffed.

"Haha, interesting young man, come in and sit down. Xiaojiu, go get something for the guest."

Mr. Li laughed.

"Yes, Master."

The maid went to the kitchen, and Liu Zheng followed the old man to the living room and sat down.

The interior decoration is not complicated, but rather quite simple.

There are no crystal chandeliers, no magnificent ceilings, and no mahogany furniture that the elderly like. The overall color scheme is mainly black and white, and the entire hall looks very empty.

However, the green plants that can be seen everywhere have reduced the cold feeling.

What’s interesting is that when the two sat down face to face, Mr. Li did not talk to Liu Zheng, but just read the newspaper by himself.

This relieved him.

It’s not because he’s a little socially anxious.

Well, he is just a little socially anxious.

But more importantly, Liu Zheng doesn't have to worry about talking about the restaurant.

Although Mr. Li seems to be quite familiar with the boss, that rule should still apply.

He glanced at the newspaper with some curiosity, but because the print was too small, he could only see a few words like "arrival", "suppression", and "degradation of citizenship".

"Master, I have brought what the guest wanted."

After a while, the maid came over with a large tray.

On it were the seasonings Liu had ordered, as well as a pair of chopsticks and a bowl.

"Thank you for your hard work. Young man, here are the food, start eating."

Mr. Li put down the newspaper and said.

Liu Zheng looked at the sheep's eyeballs in the glass jar, swallowed his saliva, and let out a long sigh.

Just eat it, it’s a free item after all.

He spent another two thousand yuan on the same high-quality Shengtian hairy moss.

He put all the ingredients into a bowl and mixed them together.

The spicy smell rushed into Liu Zheng's nose, whetting his appetite.

"This dipping sauce is delicious even when used to dip insoles."

He couldn't help but feel proud.

But after looking at the jar of sheep eyeballs, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really better to dip the insoles."

Liu Zheng picked up a sheep's eyeball, put it in the bowl, rolled it a few times, and then put it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

It tastes like the dip in water when you put it in your mouth. Except for the slightly strange taste, everything else is fine.

But when he bit it, an extremely strong fishy smell quickly filled his entire mouth.

The brain, which was originally groggy due to the injury, suddenly became clear, but it also stopped functioning because the feedback from the taste buds was too fierce.

"Is it tasty?"

Mr. Li asked.

“It’s quite fresh.”

Liu Zheng tried to make his evaluation as objective as possible.

"If it tastes good, eat more and finish it all."

Mr. Li said with a smile.

It's like a kind old man looking at a young man with a good appetite.

"it is good."

He nodded with difficulty, then clamped another eyeball.

To be fair, once you get over the first hurdle, this thing isn't that bad.

Right?

Under such psychological suggestion, Liu Zheng stuffed the sheep's eyeballs into his mouth one by one.

The dipping sauce in the bowl was getting less and less, so Mr. Li thoughtfully asked the maid to get a new bowl.

"Can we change the song?" Liu Zheng suddenly stopped and said.

"Hey boy, we didn't play any music."

Mr. Li looked at him strangely.

"No music? Then what did I hear?"

Liu Zheng raised his head and the music became louder and louder.

It was so loud that he couldn't hear what Mr. Li and the maid said to him.

"Is it an auditory hallucination?"

Liu Zheng suddenly remembered that he had drunk some Hell Rock Coke.

“But this isn’t rock music, is it?”

The music was long and ethereal, mixed with a lot of low whispers that he couldn't understand, like the sound of insects crawling in the humus.

It's not like rock music at all, it's more like
Gospel.

"Shub-Niggurath!"

He suddenly uttered a string of strange notes.

"No!"

At the sound of these notes, Mr. Li let out a shrill scream and then exploded.

His flying flesh and blood seemed to be attracted by a magnet and flew into the maid's open mouth.

Then the maid pulled out a shield-shaped pendant from her neck, on which was a mark that looked like a fish bone.

"In the name of N'tss-Kaambl!"

She shouted, her voice old.

The invisible force dispelled the distant malice.

"Hell Rock Coke? Should I say you're lucky or unlucky, young man?"

The maid smiled helplessly, but the voice that came out was Mr. Li's.

In her pupils, Liu Zheng's figure was rapidly changing.

"Warning, rationality is declining."

"Warning, rationality is declining."

"Warning, gaining the 'Flesh Distortion' status."

"Warning, the upper limit of rationality is permanently decreasing."

"Gain temporary insanity 'Irritability'."

A series of system prompts woke Liu Zheng up.

He shook his head and felt much refreshed.

"Am I okay?"

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the wound, but saw a tentacle instead.

Liu Zheng suddenly flipped off the sofa and retreated to the wall, only to find that the tentacle was following him like a shadow.

He had to realize that this was his own arm.

"What's wrong with me?"

Liu Zheng asked with a slight tremor.

"Don't be nervous, young man. You just look a little different."

The maid soothed.

"Mr. Li? You possessed the maid's body?"

He noticed the maid's voice.

"No, child, I am Mr. Li."

The maid shook her head, her tone kindly.

"Don't you want to see your new look?"

She pointed to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the entrance hall.

Liu Zheng walked to the mirror and faced the monster in the mirror.

The monster had four tentacle-like arms and strong sheep-hoof-like feet, with tumor-like lumps of flesh spreading from the feet to the head.

The most hateful thing is its face. Its ears, nose and lips have all disappeared, leaving only pure black eyeballs and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Liu Zheng was silent for a moment and smiled at the monster.

The monster also opened its mouthparts and spewed out a strong smell of rotten vegetation.

"System, how long will this state last?"

he asked.

"After the instance is over, you can spend game points to unlock it."

The system replied.

"That's good."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If I have to live like this for the rest of my life, it would be worse than death.

"Young man, do you want to eat the rest?"

The maid asked.

"of course."

He moved his new hooves and headed towards the dining table.

Anyway, I’m not a human being anymore, so I’ll just eat and eat.

(End of this chapter)