The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1243 770: Choose to Be a Coward for Life, or a Comra

"What kind of filthy thing?"

Liu Zheng followed Iron Rust to the warehouse.

"You'll know when you take it down."

Iron Rust rummaged among a pile of tools, finally choosing a pair of pliers.

"Open your mouth."

It said.

Liu Zheng obeyed and opened his mouth wide, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

Iron Rust stared at his teeth for a mont, clamped one with the pliers, and then twisted hard.

"Ah!"

A soul-tearing pain made Liu Zheng cry out, but what followed was a comfort like extracting a huge blackhead.

"This one is worth keeping."

Iron Rust admired the tooth for a while before placing it into a box encrusted with dals.

As soon as the tooth was placed inside, the box started shaking violently, with indistinct, indescribable sounds coming from it.

"Tell them to be quiet."

Iron Rust said.

As if receiving a command, the dals began to tremble, and the box emitted sounds of punching and kicking.

After quite a while, the box finally settled down.

"Every ti a newcor shows up, there's a disturbance; you guys never learn."

Iron Rust sneered.

"Is this box filled with evil gods?"

Liu Zheng exclaid in shock.

"Not entirely gods, and most are rely remnants, just like your tooth."

Iron Rust shook its head.

"So you're saying there really are complete evil gods in there?"

He extrapolated.

Iron Rust didn't answer, but silence was confirmation.

"No wonder City Hall leaves you alone."

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue.

Just this box thrown out, unless the Supre Councilman intervenes, tropolis would truly face the apocalypse.

"Huh?"

This idea seed fitting; tell it to the novelist later.

"What kind of extraordinary item do you want?"

Iron Rust shifted the conversation.

"High power, low restriction, preferably applicable to all types of enemies."

Liu Zheng thought and replied.

There's no need to be modest with Iron Rust; he asks directly and gives straightforwardly without fuss.

"When you ca down, did the evil god descend?"

Iron Rust inquired.

"Not yet, the Divine Country hasn't fully descended."

Liu Zheng answered, based on the Fisherman's information.

"Are you afraid to die?"

It asked again.

"Yes, but I understand the principle of seeking riches amidst danger."

He replied.

"Then take this."

Iron Rust handed him an object that resembled a grenade.

Liu Zheng accepted the "grenade," and the item description imdiately popped up.

"Na: Check-in Anti-evil God Grenade (Disposable)"

"Type: Tool"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect 1: After pressing the button, the grenade collects evil god elents within one cubic ter around the player. Upon completion, the button pops up, needing to be pressed again to continue collecting. When the limit is reached, the button can no longer be pressed."

"Effect 2: Removing the button causes the grenade to explode after three seconds, with the explosive power directly related to the collected evil god elents."

"Remark: I'm waiting for the explosion, what are you waiting for?"

"Can it be brought out of the instance: No"

"Evil god elents?"

Liu Zheng's gaze instinctively moved towards the box.

"As long as you can lock them up again, I don't mind opening it."

Iron Rust knew what he was plotting.

"Forget it, I might scare the kids."

Liu Zheng said shalessly.

What a joke, if he had that ability, why would he need this grenade?

"You want to absorb the evil god about to descend?"

He asked seriously.

"Exactly. Judging from the residue on you, just running in Its Divine Country for ten minutes should fill the grenade."

Iron Rust nodded.

"Ten minutes..."

Even for taking a dump, ten minutes feels short, but parkouring under the evil god's nose feels too long.

Last ti dealing with a dead evil god in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains required mob tactics, nearly backfiring; this ti it was alive with a Divine Country descending in the city center.

The key issue is that Liu Zheng now lacks the attributes of the Legendary Armor, and entering the Divine Country risks his sanity hitting zero.

He thought a while, then pulled out a cigarette box.

"Na: Legendary delivery man's ration cigarettes"

"Type: Tool"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: During smoking, player state is considered 'on a delivery route.' Once used the cigarette automatically burns, lasting up to three minutes."

"Remark: I'm not smoking a cigarette, I'm smoking solitude. Please don't adore anymore; I'm just a legend."

"Can it be brought out of the instance: No"

Liu Zheng opened the cigarette box, with nine cigarettes left.

Two minutes per cigarette ans five are needed, sufficing.

Should he take the risk?

"Fully charged, how powerful can it be?"

He asked.

"I find it hard to explain based on your strength."

Iron Rust said.

"Compared to this?"

Liu Zheng pulled out the "miniature Gustav giant cannon."

"At least more than half as big."

Iron Rust glanced and replied.

"That's indeed quite powerful."

The giant cannon could blast Niu Ma half to death, while the grenade could blow Niu Ma to seventy-five percent dead.

Given the grenade's stringent conditions, greater power is reasonable.

"If you dare not go, you might as well stop coming to the shelter."

Iron Rust suddenly said.

"Why?"

Liu Zheng was astonished.

"I despise City Hall, but I loathe evil gods even more. Paul sacrificed himself to protect you, yet you're afraid to even catch the evil god's attention — such cowards aren't welco here."

Iron Rust said calmly.