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

"Good wine!"

No need to drink it, just unscrewing the cap and smelling it was enough to make the Snow Horse's eyes sparkle.

"What kind of wine is this? Even when I followed my master into battle, I never tasted such good wine."

The Snow Horse couldn't help but ask.

"This is Silver Label wine from the Du Kang Wine Workshop. It's smooth with a sweet aftertaste, one of the better-tasting ones among white spirits."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Du Kang Wine Workshop, I've heard people mention it before. Since there's Silver Label, there must be Golden Label too. If Silver Label is this mellow, how marvelous must the Golden Label be?"

The Snow Horse's eyes showed longing.

"Anyway, it's very delicious. A friend of mine got into big trouble just because he couldn't resist the drink, and almost got wiped out by the Sanitation Department. I had to work hard to save him."

Far away in the city, the French Plane Tree sneezed.

"I understand. My master used to get drunk often too and would make me clean up after him."

The Snow Horse said sympathetically.

"Um, pardon me for asking, but you don't mean that literally, right?"

Liu Zheng asked cautiously.

"It's literal. My master is a parrot who transformed into a spirit; when drunk, he changes back to his original form. Birds, you know."

Birds have short intestines, incapable of storing feces, and undeveloped anal sphincters. Thus, whenever intestinal pressure hits a threshold, birds unconsciously expel waste, commonly known as 'whenever-waste-arrives-it-gets-dumped.'

"That's not something I want to know."

Liu Zheng said with a blank face.

The complexities of the Metropolis mean that many expressions he knows have acquired various interpretations, often ones that are pretty mind-boggling.

"Is your master the Pink Mao Mao Thunder King Kong?"

A silent Shi Tiantian suddenly spoke.

"That's right, worthy of being a Stone Essence; someone still remembers my master."

The Snow Horse nodded.

Becoming a Demon King means becoming an Immortal Species; living for over a thousand years is no problem, but few Demon Kings live to see their natural end.

Measured by decades, the Ten Thousand Great Mountains are relatively peaceful and stable.

But measured by centuries, the Ten Thousand Great Mountains are filled with bloody storms, with new generations replacing old ones.

"I heard about it from a senior. They said when Pink Mao Mao Thunder King Kong was around, the mountains were lively for a while."

Shi Tiantian laughed.

"Of course, my master back then was... sigh."

The Snow Horse grinned, intending to share tales of past glory with Pink Mao Mao Thunder King Kong, but in the end, it came out as a long sigh.

"Gulp, gulp~"

It grabbed the bottle, drinking wildly until not a drop was left.

"Phooey! Is there more wine?"

It spat the bottle and asked.

"None left. This bottle was redistributed from others' shares; I'll have to figure out how to compensate them later."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"You surely have more. Give it all to me, and you can compensate everyone together later."

The Snow Horse said domineeringly.

"Forget it, it's usually quite honest. It's okay to bully honest people occasionally, but constant bullying gets boring."

He firmly refused.

"Don't you fear I might turn on you?"

The Snow Horse said with a hint of drunkenness.

"If you turn, then so be it; I'll just assume you're drunk and give you a good beating to sober you up."

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

Unless someone could shatter him easily, his bottom line was quite firm.

"I'll pay for it, triple, five times, ten times; name your price."

The Snow Horse shouted loudly.

Having inherited the dual legacy of Pink Mao Mao Thunder King Kong and the Cave Mansion master, along with its own savings, it was considerably wealthy.

"It's not about money, the wine from Du Kang Wine Workshop can't just be bought with cash."

Liu Zheng shook his head, explaining the rules of Du Kang Wine Workshop.

"A God-level nightmare, can you afford it?"

He asked without sarcasm.

The Snow Horse opted for silence.

Strength was one thing, rank another.

Though it could easily beat some weak gods, it couldn't conjure a God-level nightmare by just beating Liu Zheng to death.

"Here you go."

Liu Zheng handed it another bottle.

"Didn't you say there was none left?"

The Snow Horse asked puzzledly.

"Paying money means none, but giving a bottle to a friend is okay. I'll figure out how to appease them later."

He shrugged.

"You're quite an interesting sheep man."

The Snow Horse seemed to chuckle.

"Do all of you in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains have such talent for naming?"

Liu Zheng said speechlessly.

"I've always called you human sir, you know."

Shi Tiantian seized the chance to earn credit.

"Uh-huh, Miss Tian Tian is the best."

He patted Shi Tiantian's head.

"Hee hee hee~"

Shi Tiantian's little skeletons let out happy chuckles.

"Forget it, I don't want it. Next time remember to bring me wine, I want a hundred bottles."

The Snow Horse demanded boldly.

"No problem."

He had nearly a ninety million quota left; gifting a hundred bottles to the Snow Horse was no big deal.

"This is the special product I just promised to sell you."

The Snow Horse opened its mouth and swallowed the bottle, spitting it out filled with a pale blue glowing nectar.

Liu Zheng accepted the bottle, and his touch instantly froze into a purplish-red, rapidly turning to purplish-black.

"Name: Cold Jade Spring Water of the Ages"

"Type: Miscellaneous"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: None"

"Note: Spring water containing extremely strong Ice Power and Earth's moisture; top-grade for either pharmaceutical use or artifact refining."

"Can be taken out of instance: Yes"

Before his touch completely froze, he swiftly stored the Cold Jade Spring Water in the system space.

"Brother Bai San, how much does this bottle cost on the market?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Around a hundred thousand bucks or so."