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

Chapter 25 Friends are delicious
"what?"

Liu Zheng stopped.

"what?"

Niuma asked.

“It sounds like someone is singing.”

He said.

The singing sounded vague, and if it weren't for the added bonus of the vest, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"I didn't hear it."

The cattle and horses pricked up their ears.

"It's all roses."

Liu Zheng hummed the lyrics he heard softly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"It turned out to be Mr. Shu."

"That tree? Well, who else would sing on the street at this hour?"

Niuma curled his lips.

“Is it far from here?”

he asked.

"A little over one kilometer."

Niuma thought about it and said.

"That's fine. Boss, can I go over and say hello?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Why, do you want to dance with it?"

Niuma complained.

"Be polite."

He smiled.

"You humans are the only ones who are always bothered by your shit. If you want to go, go ahead. I don't want to see it."

Niuma said unhappily.

"Row."

Liu Zheng walked in the direction it was pointing, with the cattle and horses following him at a distance.

Not long after, Liu Zheng met Dai Lego.

There's no need for him to dance with her, as the French Plantain Tree is having a blast all by itself.

Hundreds of tree roots broke out of the black soil and danced wildly along with its branches and leaves.

Countless bones and collections collided with each other, making a clanging sound like a percussion band.

It is clearly an extremely gentle ballad, but French Plane Tree sang it with a heavy metal feel.

"Mr. Tree!"

Liu Zheng shouted several times before Dai Legao moved his face towards him.

"It's you, you annoying guy. What good stuff did you get when you came to see me so late at night?"

It looked disgusted at first, then became excited.

"No, I was just passing by. I heard your singing and came to say hello."

Liu Zheng said.

"whispering sound."

The plane tree moved its face away and prepared to continue singing.

"But, I did bring you something."

He took out the sake and put it on the ground.

"If you get tired of singing, drink a few sips to moisten your throat. Let's go."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and turned around.

"Hey, wait a minute."

The plane tree called him.

"What can the most talented rock singer in this city, the respected French nobleman, Lord De Lego, do you want?"

Liu Zheng turned around and smiled.

"This gentleman never eats or drinks for free. Tell me, what do you want to change?"

Dai Lego tried hard to remain calm, but his mouth was stretched so wide that his phloem was almost showing.

"This is just a gift between friends. If you must return the favor, tell me some information."

he said helplessly.

That bottle of sake was just of ordinary quality and you wouldn't get anything good in exchange for it.

Although this tree is generous, it is not stupid.

"What information?"

"Niu Ma plans to take me to the black market to make money. Do you have any advice for me?"

he asked.

"It's coming too?"

The plane tree looked around and soon found the cows and horses hiding in the corner.

"spit!"

It spat some sap onto the ground.

Almost at the same time, Liu Zheng also heard a hissing sound coming from the corner of the wall.

"Do you two have a grudge?"

he asked curiously.

"That bastard was trading fake wine, and I caught him and beat him up."

The plane tree snorted and said.

Liu Zheng stood in awe.

He is worthy of being the street bully of this street as he can beat up Niuma, who has been awarded the title of “Excellent Employee” three times.

"The fight has already been fought, let's just let it go."

He advised.

"Fuck off. This bastard put herbicide in my wine and made me sick for days."

The plane tree said fiercely.

"You still drink it knowing it's fake?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"How can I know how fake it is if I don't drink it?"

The plane tree said confidently.

"You're right." He admitted defeat.

"I have never been to the black market, so I don't have any information to give you."

Said the French plane tree.

"That's all. Good night."

"Wait a moment."

The plane tree called him again.

"how?"

"Take this. I don't like owing favors to anyone."

A tree root hung down, with a wriggling piece of flesh hanging from it.

"Name: Emergency Rations"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect: Automatically used after becoming an 'empty shell' to make up for the minor defects."

"Note: It's always good to have more friends, especially when you're hungry."

“Can I take the copy out: No”

A life-saving tool, good stuff.

Liu Zheng was about to go forward to get it, but suddenly stopped.

He looked down at the ground. The moonlight was blocked by the dense branches and leaves of the plane tree, and it was pitch black under the tree.

Liu Zheng bent down, almost folding in half.

Then he smelled the stench of soil.

"It's hard to guard against it."

Liu Zheng sighed.

“It’s so hard to eat meat.”

The plane tree sighed even more.

“Let’s go through the process again.”

he suggested.

"Alas. I really want to make a deal with you, human. You can make up for the shortfall next time."

The plane tree said resignedly.

"Okay, okay, just move forward."

Liu Zheng stretched out his tentacles and took off the piece of meat.

The moonlight shone down again at some point, illuminating the distorted human face on the piece of meat.

"You continue, I'll go first."

He turned and left, leaving the plane tree there unhappy.

"What did you change?"

Niuma asked.

"this."

Liu Zheng took out the emergency rations.

"Oh, good stuff."

The cows and horses' eyes lit up.

"With this thing, maybe I can make a lot of money."

It whispered.

"What did you say, sir?"

"Nothing, let's go. The black market will be closed any later."

It urged.

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at their destination.

A deep alley, the entrance of which was shrouded in a layer of twisting, smooth black fog.
"Put your hand in there."

Niuma said to Liu Zheng.

"why?"

"This is the rule of the black market. It checks the identity of visitors to prevent other things from getting in."

Niuma explained.

"What's that other thing?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Are you here to make money or to do scientific research? Hurry up."

Niuma said impatiently.

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and reached his hand into the black fog.

It felt odd, like walking through a layer of cooled lard.

"hiss!"

He suddenly bared his teeth.

Something inside bit him, not hard, but painfully.

On the other side, cows and horses also put their hooves in.

Soon, it made the same sound.

"I thought you were used to it."

Liu Zheng joked.

"Nervous, I'm not a masochist."

The cow and horse rolled their eyes and rubbed their hooves in pain.

"Besides, my hooves are so delicate."

"hehe."

After a few seconds, the black mist turned red.

"Okay, let's go in."

The cattle and horses walked in first.

As soon as it entered, Liu Zheng felt the feeling of being spied on became stronger.

"You really are a bully."

He curled his lips and walked into the red mist.

In an instant, a feeling of suffocation enveloped him.

Liu Zheng felt like he had fallen into a huge piece of butter, which was constantly rolling and squeezing.

He held his breath and swam forward, waving his four tentacles.

(End of this chapter)