The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 305 - 298: Now It’s My Turn to Set the Conditions

Chapter 305: Chapter 298: Now It’s My Turn to Set the Conditions

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Alright, alright, so we all know how to pick on the soft ones, huh?

Xia Kai cursed under his breath while he held his saw meat knife, preparing for battle.

Although he believed Liu Zheng wouldn’t send him to his death, not showing courage in battle would definitely lead to a rough time.

"Not bad."

As expected, Liu Zheng nodded at Xia Kai’s show of readiness and then gave the helmet man a look.

The helmet man immediately sprang into action and grabbed the Beastification Hunter right after it pounced on Xia Kai.

Then, repeating his previous trick, he wrapped the head of the Beastification Hunter with the red Holy Cloth followed by several heavy punches.

Once the cloth was unwrapped, the Beastification Hunter, like the charred orc before him, was deep in an unconscious state.

"That thing of yours is pretty useful; can I trade you something for it?"

Liu Zheng asked, eyeing the Red Cloak.

The helmet man shook his head and pointed first at the Red Cloak and then towards the sky.

Liu Zheng, not in the mood to guess his meaning, took it as a refusal.

"Forget it then."

He shrugged his shoulders.

He wasn’t the type to scoop up every good thing into his own bowl, especially not the belongings of his own people.

And since everything Liu Zheng had was useful, he really couldn’t trade with the helmet man.

He’ll wait until he returns the remains of the Twisted Saint to the Church and see then; the old woman probably wouldn’t have the heart to refuse by that time.

"Be gentle this time, don’t snap their jaw."

Liu Zheng cautioned.

"Clang!"

The helmet man knocked on his head, dragging the Beastification Hunter towards him like a dead dog, and then forced open the hunter’s jaw.

The putrid breath made Liu Zheng wave his hand in disgust; the teeth, already deforming, were covered with stains of various colors.

"Aren’t you guys a bit cold to your companions? At least brush their teeth, huh?"

He complained.

The hunters from the Gunpowder Workshop couldn’t care less about his comments; they didn’t even brush their own teeth, let alone for a beast.

This is Old Yate, not the upper echelons of the Blood Healing Church; merely wetting one’s fingers with water and rubbing them was considered refined here.

Despite the disdain, Liu Zheng still cut open his own tentacle and inserted it into the Beastification Hunter’s mouth.

However, since the other’s level of Beastification wasn’t high, he made only a small incision and inserted it just halfway down the throat.

Just the scent of his blood was enough to awaken the Beastification Hunter, driven by the lure of blood.

But before he could resist, Liu Zheng’s tentacle was inserted into him.

The Beastification Hunter gagged, his hands grabbing at the tentacle, trying to pull the disgusting thing out of his mouth.

However, not fully Beastified, he was as powerless as an infant before Liu Zheng.

Soon, his pupils began to tremble violently, and the ones that had already turned into a scrambled egg yolk-like substance began to solidify amidst the tremors, turning from a dull yellow to a deep brown.

Liu Zheng saw that it was enough and voluntarily withdrew his tentacle.

The moment he did so, the Beastification Hunter doubled over and began to vomit violently.

Large clots of congealed blood were expelled onto the ground, and the hunter’s black fur visibly retreated back into the pores of his skin.

And the clots of blood that hit the ground split open on their own, releasing the encapsulated Blood Pearls.

"Are you all really from evil gods, to despise each other like this?"

Liu Zheng commented.

But he forgot one saying, "Professionals are rivals."

The Beastification Hunter continued to throw up blood until he passed out again from the blood loss.

By then, his appearance had mostly reverted to that of a human, a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties.

"There, enough. Just get him some animal guts or something to replenish him later, and don’t go using Blood Healing on him for a while alright?"

Liu Zheng reminded them.

The hunters with blunderbuss and machine guns jogged over and squatted down to inspect the hunter lying on the ground.

"It’s really cured!"

Their faces were full of shock, as if they had witnessed a miracle.

"Not cured, just a regression of the beastification process. If he continues to hunt beasts and receive Blood Healing, there is still a chance he could turn into a beast again,"

Liu Zheng corrected.

"That’s still pretty amazing,"

the horn gun Hunter sincerely said.

There was no surprise on his face regarding the latter half of Liu Zheng’s words.

Having been willing to stay in Old Yate for so many years, the Gunpowder Workshop had naturally made some guesses about the causes of the spread of the Beastification Disease.

"Just average, third best in the Metropolis. Okay now, bring over the rest of the patients."

Liu Zheng said proudly.

Soon, he treated the remaining two Beastification Hunters in the same way.

The adverse reactions they experienced during the treatment were more severe one after another, and the most severe Beastification Hunter directly suffered from physical collapse, with all the flesh and blood on his body starting to rot.

Luckily, after the horn gun Hunter applied some unknown ointment to him, he survived.

"This ointment of yours isn’t bad, sell me some,"

Liu Zheng said, looking at the scabbed wounds on the Beastification Hunter, somewhat interested.

He wouldn’t have "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" for his next instance, so he definitely needed to stock up on some recovery items.

"This was gotten long ago by our predecessors from the Tommer Ruins, and we don’t have much left in our inventory,"

the horn gun Hunter said, shaking his head.

"I just praised you guys for being nice and this is how you treat someone who saved your lives? Fine, forget I said anything,"

Liu Zheng said, curling his lips.

"Supplies are difficult in Old Yate, especially various medicines. We really can’t sell this to you, but we can give you some as a gift,"

the horn gun Hunter said, unable to resist giving in.

"Now that’s more like it, hand it over."

The horn gun Hunter pulled out a bottle from an inner pocket of his clothes and handed it over to Liu Zheng with a pained expression on his face.

"Name: Tommer’s Secret Ointment"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Heals wounds, restores vitality, the effect is doubled when the user possesses ’Holy Blood.’"

"Note: Cut by a knife? Use once to want a second cut. Sprained your back? Use a pack, live till two hundred without showing age."

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"System, what counts as ’Holy Blood’?"

Liu Zheng asked without much expectation.

"The blood of the upper echelons within the hierarchical genealogy of this instance world, as well as their Divine Sons, is regarded as ’Holy Blood,’"

the System responded to his question, a rare occurrence.

"So, which are these upper echelons in this genealogy?"

Liu Zheng, surprised, took the opportunity to ask.

Then, unsurprisingly, he got no reply.

"Tsk."

He curled his lips and looked toward the Hunters of the Gunpowder Workshop.

"Are there any other people with the Beastification Disease?"

"No more,"

the horn gun Hunter shook his head.

In non-essential situations, they would not hunt beasts or use Blood Healing, so the probability of beastification was already low.

These three Beastification Hunters were all they had accumulated over the years.

"Then I’ve fulfilled the conditions you set. Now, it’s my turn to set the conditions,"

Liu Zheng revealed a naive smile that a greedy merchant shows before fleecing a customer.

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