The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?

Chapter 1421 859: Timor Layman’s Battle with the Cashier

"Name: Ghost Painting·Vendor (Growable)""Type: Equipment"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect 1: If the Wrongfully Dead Child volunteers, it can absorb their skeleton or soul (skeleton and soul of the same Wrongfully Dead Child are considered as one). Current capacity: 0/10."

"Effect 2: The Wrongfully Dead Child in the Ghost Painting can provide players with multiple boosts, players can choose one. The more Wrongfully Dead Children there are, and the higher their innate talent, the better the boost effect."

"Effect 3: Completing the Wrongfully Dead Child's last wish can enhance the item's quality."

"Note: Children cry without asking, chickens and dogs leave people heartbroken. Parents have gone to the road of the Yellow Springs, children come to find the vendor. Vendor, sound of bones, call the children don't panic. I give knives to you, ribs make spears, spine makes guns. First kill the wolves and tigers, then kill corrupt officials and strong men. Kill until the Mortal World is clean, then go to the Yellow Springs to find your parents."

"Can it be brought out of instance: Yes"

Looking at the note, Liu Zheng shifted uneasily, as if something was itching.

"The donor has murderous intent."

Timor Layman revealed his state of mind.

"With a sharp weapon in hand, murderous thoughts arise naturally. Layman's painting is too good, it's hard not to be tempted."

Liu Zheng said frankly.

"Once a painting is made, its meaning is defined by the audience. The donor wishes to wage war after seeing this painting, while someone else might feel the urge to offer donations."

Timor Layman shook his head.

"Then it's better to wage war."

Liu Zheng pouted.

In a place like Metropolis, spreading the intention to donate could mean even the Buddha himself is dismembered to feed a few eagles.

"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, all leading to the same goal. At your convenience, one million."

Timor Layman said with a smile.

"First time here, how about a discount?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Small business, no discounts."

Timor Layman's smile faded slightly.

"Tsk."

Liu Zheng obediently paid.

Spending a million for a growable excellent equipment is a bit expensive, but still within the bearable range.

"From where does this Dharma Protector come, dear donor?"

Timor Layman asked after pocketing the money.

Now that the painting was bought, a basis for communication was established.

"Traded for something. Layman, are you interested to know?"

Liu Zheng asked back.

"A bit interested."

Timor Layman nodded.

"Then take out the food delivery?"

"Still not enough."

Timor Layman shook his head.

"Alright, then I'll start talking."

Liu Zheng narrated the ins and outs of obtaining the Extreme Fury Asura, not hiding the matter of the Eight Hot Hell Yellow Soup.

"A bowl of wine can certify the Arhat Fruit, indeed, Buddhist Law still exists outside the Buddhist Sect."

Timor Layman remarked with emotion.

Liu Zheng remained silent, not being too knowledgeable about Buddhist Law or the Buddhist Sect.

"Would the donor be willing to resell this Artificial Body to me?"

Timor Layman asked after some contemplation, not expecting an answer straight away.

"Layman, strong figures like you might not realize, people would die without their body."

Liu Zheng squinted.

He doubted Timor Layman failed to notice he was just left with a head.

"Then wait until the donor's body grows back to make the delivery."

Timor Layman said.

"How much are you planning to offer?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"One billion..."

Timor Layman stretched the sound.

"I'm definitely not able to come up with it."

"Guessed as much."

Liu Zheng was not surprised.

Given the prices in Metropolis, one billion is at least equivalent to five billion in the real world.

Even for those top 500 companies, asking them to immediately provide five billion in cash may not be possible.

The wealthier a person is, the smaller the portion of cash in their assets.

Capital inherently pursues growth, and the premise of money making money is to invest it.

"So, as long as it doesn't violate the laws and regulations of the Metropolis, I can assist you up to three times."

Timor Layman thought about it and said.

"Still not enough."

It was Liu Zheng's turn to say this now.

"Hmm..."

Timor Layman found himself a bit troubled.

When he initially left the Buddhist Sect, to show determination, he hardly took anything with him.

Even though he's earned quite a bit over the years from his gallery, it would still hurt to provide something worth a billion all at once.

Though he's indeed interested in the Extreme Fury Asura, he couldn't sacrifice his living standards just for intrigue.

"Forget it. How about this, if the donor decides to sell this Dharma Protector, I would have the priority to purchase. The donor can only sell it to others after I explicitly refuse."

Timor Layman proposed after thinking.

"It's not a problem."

Liu Zheng agreed readily.

He hadn't planned on selling the Extreme Fury Asura anyway.

Even if he regains his body, the Artificial Body could be kept as a spare, or given to someone else at worst.

"In that case, please let me take a look at the secret manuals."

Timor Layman reached out his hand.

"Here."

Liu Zheng placed all four secret manuals in his hands.

Timor Layman quickly flipped through the four manuals, showing no change in his expression.

"These martial arts can only be described as worth practicing, difficult to reach the top of elegance."

He closed the manuals and shook his head.

"Receiving such an evaluation from Layman is already not easy."

Liu Zheng wasn't surprised.

If taking the martial arts worldview in reality into account, the Primordial Tai Chi Sect would be akin to a branch of the Fuwei Escort Agency, whereas Timor Layman would be the top expert of Shaolin Temple, so it's normal not to impress.

"However, the person who copied the manuals seems interesting, from the handwriting it appears to be a woman?"

Timor Layman speculated.

"Correct. She's a martial arts prodigy."

Liu Zheng nodded and shared Ma Baoli's achievements with him.

"Turning falsehood into reality, interesting indeed. Since that's the case..."

Timor Layman pondered, then walked to an empty picture frame.

He brushed his hand over it, and an empty sheet of paper appeared within the frame.