The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 79 Sewer Play

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Sewer Play

The Ghost Hand’s strength was astounding, and no matter how hard Liu Zheng tried, he couldn’t fight back.

After a few attempts, he gave up.

He was really stupid, truly.

He knew that drunk people could get rowdy, but he didn’t realize that a drunk hand could too.

And the stupidest part was, the alcohol had been supplied by Liu Zheng himself.

Now he was full of regret, deep regret.

Amidst Liu Zheng’s incessant muttering, he was dragged into the delivery passage.

Although he couldn’t see the road, he could feel the Ghost Hand constantly turning, changing directions, and drifting.

Its maneuvers were extreme, and several times Liu Zheng barely brushed against the walls.

If he could have a conversation, he would definitely tell the Ghost Hand one thing,

"There are a million roads out there, safety comes first. Drive without care and your loved ones shed tears."

Too bad he couldn’t speak.

After several minutes of what felt like a wild ride, the Ghost Hand finally stopped.

"Is this the place?"

No sooner had Liu Zheng thought this than it released its grip.

A sudden sense of weightlessness hit him, coupled with the familiar smell of the sewer.

"Fuck!"

He scrambled around in a panic, but couldn’t find anything like a ladder to grasp.

By the time he thought to use his boning knife to stab into the wall, it was already too late.

Splat.

Liu Zheng landed heavily on the ground.

Of course, the height wasn’t enough to cause injury, just a bit painful.

Ignoring the pain in his buttocks, he quickly took out his phone and dialed Niu Ma’s number.

"Hello, hello."

Thankfully, even though the voice was a bit choppy, the call went through.

"Boss, I think the Ghost Hand threw me into the sewer," Liu Zheng said.

"The sewer? It took you out?"

"No, the entrance was right in the delivery passage."

"There’s an entrance to the sewer in the passage?"

Niu Ma was very surprised.

"That’s not the point. The point is, what do I do now?"

"You said before that you can’t leave the break room without an order, right?"

"Well..."

Niu Ma seemed a bit flustered as well.

No one expected the kid to be forcefully taken out by the ghost claw.

"Well, you just stay put and don’t move. I’ll ask around."

Niu Ma said.

"Okay, boss, make it quick. The wind is so strong here, I’m really scared," Liu Zheng shouted loudly.

Ever since he connected with Niu Ma, the wind had started to howl at the well’s opening.

Although not as terrifying as last time, it still made his heart pound and his courage waver.

The sewer wasn’t farting again, was it?

If you have a weak stomach, don’t binge eat!

After hanging up, Liu Zheng waited on the spot.

Even if Niu Ma hadn’t said so, he had no intention of moving.

With everything still unclear, running around was no different from seeking death.

While waiting for the call, a slapping sound suddenly came from above Liu Zheng’s head.

Without a doubt, it must be the Ghost Hand.

What was it up to this time?

Towards the Ghost Hand, Liu Zheng wasn’t angry; after all, he had brought this upon himself.

He helplessly lifted his head and looked up into the darkness above.

Then, a lump of something fell from above and hit him on the head.

"Damn!"

Liu Zheng was stunned, seeing stars.

But thankfully, it seemed he didn’t have a concussion.

He took the lump from his head and felt it in his hands.

The surface was moist, the texture a cross between flesh and clay, with a subtle airy quality.

It wasn’t large, about the size of a soccer ball.

Yet it was highly stretchable, almost endlessly so.

Just as Liu Zheng was wondering what the heck it was, a system prompt finally appeared.

"Name: Bloody Restaurant 专用cos服 (disposable)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Fine"

"Effect: Mold the cosplay costume into the corresponding image and put it on, temporarily acquiring the abilities of the cosplayed character (limited to characters currently existing in the instance), the effect depends on the quality of the cosplay. Lasts for one hour."

"Note: True cosplay, you’re not just cosplaying the appearance, but also the soul. Be good, tie up your hair."

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

"Yikes~"

Liu Zheng disdainfully flicked his hand.

The thing’s use was clearly somewhat discordant.

Of course, disdain as he might, he still had to use it.

It seemed Ghost Hand hadn’t completely lost it and knew to come up with some remedial measures.

At this moment, Niu Ma’s call also came through.

"I’ve asked around, and your situation doesn’t count as cheating. However, the restaurant won’t send anyone to rescue you, you’ll have to get back on your own."

"How am I supposed to get back, there isn’t even a ladder."

Liu Zheng poked at the wall with his boning knife; he couldn’t even get the tip in.

"Then there’s nothing I can do, you’ll have to fend for yourself."

"By the way, Napoleon says since you’re down there anyway, bring back some fish."

Niu Ma finished speaking and hung up the phone.

"I’ll screw them eighteen generations back."

He cursed vehemently.

Wait, the eighteenth generation ancestor of White Feather Chicken was like a dinosaur or something.

So, the seventeenth it is.

After a moment of self-consolation à la Ah Q, Liu Zheng was back to reality.

Clearly, the Bloody Restaurant cosplay costume he now held was key to his survival.

But who should he cosplay as?

The item description had said, limited to characters currently existing in the instance.

So what characters were there in the current instance?

The first person Liu Zheng thought of was the Fire Mage.

Someone who could break a sewer pipe sheerly by farting and still make a clean getaway, his strength was definitely top-notch.

But since he hadn’t even seen what the Fire Mage looked like, naturally, he couldn’t cosplay as him and had to rule it out.

The second character he thought of was Red Ghost, who could set up a shelter in the sewers and scatter the Evil God’s Divine Descent, his strength probably not inferior to the Fire Mage’s.

Liu Zheng had seen what it looked like, and it was easy to cosplay.

After all, Red Ghost was just a shadow; he just needed to mold a rough outline.

But there was a problem with cosplaying as it.

Red Ghost held a huge secret, and cosplaying as it could lead to unpredictable consequences.

Liu Zheng gave it some thought and passed on it as well.

For the same reason, Oynk was also excluded.

After all, his restaurant was right above their heads, and it was hard to say whether they’d be monitored here.

That left Niu Ma, French Plane Tree, Mr. Li, the novelist, and so on.

After some deliberation, Liu Zheng decided to cosplay as Niu Ma.

After all, he was most familiar with Niu Ma, and Niu Ma’s strength should also be up to par.

And Niu Ma’s background was simple too, without too many unspeakable things.

With that, Liu Zheng started molding the cosplay costume in the dark.

Once he started, he was grateful for his decision.

Blindly molding a likeness was not an easy task; even without seeing, he knew his results were not exactly like Niu Ma, and was pretty irrelevant.

This was with Niu Ma, whom he knew best; if it had been anyone else, the system might not even have recognized it.

After a hard try, Liu Zheng finally roughly shaped Niu Ma’s form.

He touched up the edges and corners, and that was that.

After all, he wasn’t trained in fine arts; he could only say he did his best.

Liu Zheng inserted his hand into the cosplay outfit, and it automatically fitted itself around him.

"Prop has taken effect."

The system’s prompt sounded.

"Is that it?"

He said in surprise.

No warm current sweeping through his body.

No endless strength surging in.

Nothing happened at all.

Could it be that the effects of his molding were too poor?

Or could it be that Niu Ma was all show and no go?

Liu Zheng gave it some thought and decided to try it out.

And so, he stamped his foot.

A massive shockwave instantly exploded, the splattering debris tearing through the air with a ripping noise.

Half of Liu Zheng’s hoof had sunk straight into the ground.

This was the same material that hadn’t even budged when he used the boning knife just moments ago.

"Our Niu Ma really kicks ass."

Liu Zheng said, truly impressed.