“Name: Paradise Island Double Vacation Voucher”

“Type: Item”

“Quality: Perfect”

“Effect: Upon use, grants a paid 15-day vacation to Paradise Island, allowing one companion.”

“Note: Once you have been to Paradise Island, every other place becomes hell.”

“Can it be taken out of the dungeon? No.”

Liu Zheng stared thoughtfully at the colorful voucher in his hand.

“System, does the 15 days on Paradise Island count as survival time?”

He asked.

“Yes.”

The system’s answer was concise.

Fifteen days equals 360 hours, five times the requirement to clear the dungeon.

Even considering that the clearance rating factors in multiple aspects, it should at least reach an A grade.

In other words, he was already on the express train to clearing.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Liu Zheng’s mouth.

But he immediately realized he was celebrating too soon.

“Paradise Island Double Vacation Voucher!”

Bullhorse’s big head leaned over, hot breath puffing from its nostrils.

“Holy crap, the clearance reward is this thing!”

Its tone was full of surprise.

“You really want this?”

Liu Zheng tentatively asked.

“Of course! Do you know how long it’s been since I had a vacation?”

Bullhorse replied without hesitation.

“Besides, it’s a double voucher. My wife and I haven’t seen each other in half a year. Fifteen days is enough to make a little Bullhorse.”

It said excitedly.

Hearing that, a picture of Bullhorse in a maid outfit flashed through Liu Zheng’s mind.

“Bullhorse, our deal might be off.”

He said after a moment of hesitation.

“What do you mean?!”

Bullhorse’s eyes narrowed, and the hot breath it exhaled became even more scorching.

“I really need this vacation voucher.”

“I need it too. If you dare to renege on our deal, believe me, I’ll kill you.”

Bullhorse lowered its head, aiming its sharp horns at Liu Zheng.

Its four sturdy hooves scraped the ground, muscles rolling like waves.

Liu Zheng had no doubt it could ram him through the wall.

But he wasn’t afraid; instead, he stared back defiantly.

Liu Zheng was gambling that Bullhorse wouldn’t just snatch his stuff.

After all, he was immortal—if he lost the bet, he could surrender and lose only half.

“I’m not trying to cheat, just want a fair trade.”

Liu Zheng said.

Putting aside that the vacation voucher guaranteed clearance, it was itself a perfect-grade item.

A mere bottle of Ascension Maotai was obviously not enough for the trade.

“So, what do you want?”

Bullhorse snorted heavily before speaking.

“You know its value and understand my situation. You decide what I need.”

Liu Zheng said.

“You really are the craftiest, boldest, and luckiest human I’ve ever met. Wait.”

Bullhorse stared at him for a full two minutes before finally speaking.

After saying that, it headbutted the door open and left.

Half an hour later, it returned to the lounge.

“Here.”

Bullhorse dropped a box in front of Liu Zheng.

It looked utterly miserable; both its horns were broken down to half, its nose completely dented.

Its body was covered in wounds and bruises, one hind leg hanging limply in the air with half the bare bone exposed.

A dining knife, seemingly silver, was even stuck in its chest.

“Boss, what happened to you?”

Liu Zheng casually asked.

“None of your business, hurry up and check the goods. Ugh~”

Bullhorse gasped in pain.

“Alright.”

He opened the package. Inside the box was a bottle of red wine.

An ordinary glass bottle with no decoration or label; the stopper was not wood, but a tiny skull.

“Name: Vlad III Limited Edition”

“Type: Item”

“Quality: Perfect”

“Effect: Strength and constitution +15, perception +20, high chance to awaken vampire bloodline, low chance to awaken special bloodline ‘Descendant of Dracula,’ drinking with blood from other supernatural creatures increases probability.”

“Note: A fine wine brewed from the heart’s blood of the Pierced Duke after being pierced, made with a secret exclusive recipe. Even at the Bloody Restaurant, it’s the top-tier drink.”

“Can it be taken out of the dungeon? Yes.”

All attributes increased, and it could awaken bloodlines—truly a perfect-grade item.

Liu Zheng shook the bottle; the wine inside rippled with a ruby-like glow.

“Give this to that tree. It’ll sell you its roots.”

Bullhorse said proudly.

“What’s the best thing there?”

He asked.

“How should I know? But it must be good stuff. That guy is self-employed, way richer than us wage slaves.”

Bullhorse said with a hint of bitterness.

“Alright.”

Liu Zheng put away the wine and handed the vacation voucher to Bullhorse.

“I thought you’d want that bottle of Ascension Maotai too.”

Bullhorse said, surprised.

“Would you give it to me?”

“Give your grandma a hoof.”

Bullhorse spat on the ground.

“But since you’re on the right track, I can wait a week before going on vacation.”

It said, turning its head.

“That’s really good news.”

Liu Zheng smiled.

Having Bullhorse as a newbie guide NPC definitely made him feel more at ease.

The trade complete, Bullhorse lay on the side, repeatedly admiring the vacation voucher.

“By the way, what exactly is Paradise Island?”

Liu Zheng asked.

“It’s an artificial island built by the city hall, specially for outstanding talents from various industries to vacation. It has the most advanced entertainment facilities, the most beautiful scenery, the richest cuisine, and the most professional staff. The key is, all of it is free.”

Bullhorse said with longing.

“Sounds just like paradise.”

He felt the pitch was familiar.

“Nonsense, otherwise why would it be called Paradise Island? Once you get there even once, it’s worth being fired the next day.”

Bullhorse said excitedly.

“Uh, there’s a story. Boss, want to hear it?”

Since Bullhorse had helped him a lot, Liu Zheng decided to remind it.

“Spit it out.”

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“Once there was a closed dungeon where people worked under constant surveillance, living a dull life. But every so often, a lucky person was chosen to go to the legendary Paradise Island, never needing to work again, just enjoying life.”

“But actually, those people were clones. The so-called journey to Paradise Island was being sent for dissection, having their organs transplanted to their originals.”

That was the plot of Escape from Clone Island; Liu Zheng had found it quite shocking back then.

“Interesting. Where did you hear that?”

Bullhorse asked.

“I made it up myself.”

“Imaginative, but unfortunately, Paradise Island really exists. I have a relative who went.”

Bullhorse licked its nose.

“How did he get the chance?”

“Spent a lifetime’s savings to buy a scalper’s ticket. After coming back, he committed suicide.”

Bullhorse said.

“Why?”

“Because he knew he would never get the chance again.”

Bullhorse said calmly.

“What about you, boss?”

“I’m different from him. He was a widower, and I have a wife. Besides, I’m young and an outstanding deliveryman at the Bloody Restaurant.”

“Even if you don’t trade with me, I can save up for another ten years to buy a scalper’s ticket.”

Bullhorse said proudly.

“Impressive, impressive.”

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

“Keep it low-key.”

“Just a casual question, boss, are your injuries serious?”

He suddenly asked.

“I’m just barely alive enough to kill you.”

Bullhorse replied with a fake smile.

“Heh.”

“Heh.”