The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1202 - 747: Gifts and Reciprocal Presents (Part 2)

Chapter 1202: Chapter 747: Gifts and Reciprocal Presents (Part 2)

"Name: Fried Ghost (Single-use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect One: Restores a large amount of stamina"

"Effect Two: If the player possesses Undead Bloodline, restores a small amount of Soul Power."

"Note: There really is a ghost inside the Fried Ghost, that’s the Bloody Restaurant."

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

"It’s alright, you can keep exploring."

He closed the lid of the pot, placing the fryer into the Legendary Takeout Box.

Entering the takeout channel, Liu Zheng hesitated for a moment but still took out the "Meat Bone" bought from Oynk.

Originally meant for grave robbing, it ultimately went unused. Since last time the takeout channel gave him a piece, this time he reciprocates by returning one piece.

He pasted the "Meat Bone" onto the wall, which trembled slightly and swallowed the "Meat Bone."

Just as Liu Zheng thought the takeout channel had accepted his return gift, the wall swallowed his hand as well.

When he pulled out his hand, there was a medicine jar inside it, the same as last time.

Looking inside, this time it wasn’t empty, but contained a larger "Meat Bone" than last time.

"This..."

He quickly understood the takeout channel’s intent, but he was somewhat reluctant to agree.

Drugs are not a good thing in any world, and he thinks well of the takeout channel person, not wanting them to stray further down the wrong path.

"Why do you have to take this medicine? If you’re just addicted, swallow my left hand. If it’s because you’re uncomfortable, swallow my right hand."

Liu Zheng pressed both hands against the wall and asked.

Soon, his right hand sank into the wall.

"Then drink alcohol; it also has the effect of numbing pain and nerves. Du Kang Wine Workshop’s wine is certainly better than the drugs from small clinics outside."

Liu Zheng sighed, taking the wine bottle by bottle and stuffing them into the wall.

After stuffing dozens of bottles, the wall gradually hardened, preventing him from adding more.

"Let me know if you need anything else."

Liu Zheng patted the wall and walked out of the takeout channel.

"Artificial body, huh? Interesting."

The driver sat in the spirit car, looking him over with keen interest.

"Colonel, did you all use artificial bodies in the past?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes, but not much. First, the technology was not mature enough; second, we still preferred genetic modifications and extraordinary abilities over mechanical transformations."

The driver nodded first, then shook his head.

"However, I once saw a scientist who suffered an accident during an experiment, losing most of his body. Taking advantage of the situation, he equipped himself with a mechanical body."

"He originally possessed superb spear technique and swordsmanship. With his mechanical body, he became even more formidable, single-handedly wiping out a recon squad of gray livestock."

He continued recalling.

"Where is he now?"

Liu Zheng asked with interest.

Such a talent, he might be able to help him improve the ’Extreme Fury Asura.’

"I don’t know; after the empire fell, those scientists disappeared. But for talents like them, as long as they didn’t die in the battle, City Hall would surely continue to employ them."

The driver said.

Even semi-skilled engineers like him were retained by the restaurant, those treasures of imperial scientists surely wouldn’t be wasted.

"Alright. By the way, this book was given to me by him; he said you might like it."

Liu Zheng got in the car, handing the manuscript of "My Incredible Inertia" to the driver.

"This is... the manuscript of ’My Incredible Inertia’!"

The driver opened the autobiography and looked at it for a moment, his hands trembling constantly.

His lips trembled, and his tears, semitransparent, dripped onto the pages before evaporating.

"Ah!"

The driver tried several times to speak but finally only let out a long sigh.

Then he closed the book, placing it in the inner pocket near his heart for safekeeping.

"Tell me, what do you want to exchange?"

He asked.

"I don’t have anything to exchange for now; just regard it as a gift from me."

Liu Zheng replied.

"You don’t know its significance to me; without giving you something in return, I can’t be at peace."

The driver shook his head.

"Alright, then give me that Waffle Cannon or whatever you had last time."

Seeing how serious he was, Liu Zheng had no choice but to say.

"It’s the Gustav Gun."

The driver glared at him.

To equate the pride of imperial artillery with a pastry, if not for the manuscript, he would have certainly punished this kid with a hundred lashes.

"Same difference."

Liu Zheng waved his hand, accepting the cannon model from the driver.

"Name: Miniature Gustav Train Cannon (Single-use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: Fires a powerful cannon strike, with greater force exerted by the player leading to a stronger cannon strike. If the player remains utterly stationary, the strike becomes penetrating damage and includes an anti-magic effect."

"Note: With sufficient range, there’s no need to transport it to the front lines! But how would you aim it, Dr. Krupp?"

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

"Colonel, do you think I can stay utterly stationary under the recoil with my current capability?"

He asked.

"Not without utilizing all your functions."

The driver shook his head.

With his insight, he could naturally see Liu Zheng was currently in energy-saving mode.

"Alright."

No big issue, it’s just recoil, lots of ways to handle it.

For example, acquire an item to increase one’s weight or learn a skill like "Thousand Jin Plunge."

Speaking of which, he wondered if it was possible to convert the "Miniature Gustav Train Cannon" into equipment usable by "Little Rambo," which would be quite awesome.

"Hmm, will ask about that when I next visit the ’Fun Blind Box House."

As Liu Zheng contemplated this, he drove to Rose Street.

"Human, you’re uglier than before."

Upon meeting, the French Plane Tree mocked him.

"I’m just a mere human; of course, I can’t compare to the noble and elegant French Noble Mr. Delago."

He agreed wholeheartedly.

"Naturally. Hmm?"

The French Plane Tree, feeling triumphant, looked at him suspiciously.

"Cunning human, what scheme do you have now?"

"What scheme could I possibly have? I just heard you possess a collection that can graft extraordinary abilities, and I really want to admire it."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Niu Ma, that bastard must’ve told you."

The French Plane Tree immediately deduced the truth.

"I’m reserving my judgment on being called a bastard by you."

Of course, he didn’t object, either.

"Humph, calling it that is being too kind; not smashing it into pieces is already lenient."

The French Plane Tree said through gritted teeth.

"Make sure you let me step aside before you strike. Alright, back to the main issue: could you transfer that item to me?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Don’t even think about it; I’m counting on using that item to compensate for my shortcomings once I evolve."

The French Plane Tree said.

Life evolution isn’t necessarily a holistic development; it could be a matter of enhancing weaknesses.

For example, evolving from causing pain to being in pain when burned to causing death to oneself when burned.

At this point, the French Plane Tree could use the item to graft an ability that either enhances flame resistance or outright immunizes flame damage, covering its weak spot.

"You’re not planning to evolve into a Phoenix? What weaknesses could a Phoenix have?"

If anything, a Phoenix needs to complete the Five Virtues cultivation; the problem being there’s no way around it.

"Who knows if I’ll succeed? And since you’re not a Phoenix, how could you know they have no weaknesses?"

The French Plane Tree retorted.

"Who says I’m not? I used to be half a Phoenix, ok? And I still have this."

He took out the Phoenix Five Virtues Cloak.

"Phoenix Cloak!"

The French Plane Tree’s eyes lit up instantly.

"Give this to me, and I’ll give you that."

It immediately changed its tone.

"You first take out the item for me to verify."

Of course, Liu Zheng wouldn’t readily agree.

"Humph, cunning human."

The French Plane Tree dug out a thin twig from the Black Soil.