Ghost Hand's strength was astonishingly powerful. Liu Zheng couldn't resist no matter how hard he tried.

After a few attempts, he simply gave up.

He was truly foolish, really.

He only knew that drunk people would act crazy, but didn't realize drunk hands would act crazy too.

What was even more foolish was that the alcohol was given by Liu Zheng himself.

Now he felt regret, deep regret.

Amid Liu Zheng's constant muttering, he was dragged into the delivery passage.

Though he couldn't see the path, he could feel Ghost Hand constantly turning, changing direction, drifting.

Its maneuvers were extremely risky - several times Liu Zheng barely scraped past the walls.

If he could speak, he would definitely tell Ghost Hand one thing:

"Among countless roads, safety comes first. Irregular driving brings two lines of tears to loved ones."

Unfortunately, he couldn't speak.

After racing for several minutes, Ghost Hand finally stopped.

"Are we here?"

As soon as Liu Zheng had the thought, it released its grip.

The sensation of weightlessness immediately followed, accompanied by the familiar stench of the sewer.

"Damn!"

He flailed around but couldn't find anything like a ladder.

By the time he reacted and tried to stab the Boning Knife into the wall, it was already too late.

Splat.

Liu Zheng landed squarely on his butt.

Of course, this height wasn't enough to cause injury, just some pain.

Not bothering to rub his sore bottom, he quickly took out his phone and called Bullhorse.

"Hello? Hello?"

Fortunately, though the voice was somewhat intermittent, at least the call went through.

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

"Sewer? It took you outside?"

"No, the entrance is inside the delivery passage."

"There's actually a sewer entrance inside the passage?"

Bullhorse was quite surprised.

"That's not the main point! The main point is what should I do now?"

"You said we can't leave the break room without orders, right?"

"Well... about that..."

Bullhorse also seemed somewhat stumped.

No one expected this kid to be forcibly taken out by Ghost Hand.

"Anyway, stay where you are and don't move around. I'll ask someone," Bullhorse said.

"Okay, boss, hurry up. The wind here is really strong, I'm scared."

Liu Zheng shouted loudly.

From the moment he connected with Bullhorse's call, the manhole opening began to blow wind.

Though not as terrifying as last time, it still made him tremble with fear.

Was the sewer farting again?

If you have gastrointestinal problems, don't overeat, damn it!

After hanging up, Liu Zheng waited where he was.

Even if Bullhorse hadn't said so, he didn't plan to move.

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

While waiting for the call, Liu Zheng suddenly heard tapping sounds above his head.

No need to guess - it must be Ghost Hand.

What did this guy want now?

Liu Zheng wasn't actually angry at Ghost Hand, since he brought this upon himself.

He helplessly looked up into the darkness above.

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

"Damn!"

Liu Zheng saw stars from the impact.

But fortunately, probably no concussion.

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

The surface was moist, texture like both flesh and clay, with a subtle fluffiness.

But it had excellent elasticity, almost infinitely stretchable.

Just as Liu Zheng wondered what this thing was, the system prompt finally appeared.

"Name: Bloody Restaurant Special Cosplay Costume (Single Use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Fine"

"Effect: Mold the cosplay costume into the corresponding image and wear it to temporarily gain the abilities of the cosplayed character (limited to characters existing in the current dungeon), effect depends on cosplay accuracy. Lasts one hour."

"Note: True cosplay involves not just appearance, but also soul. Good boy, put your hair up."

"Can be taken out of dungeon: No"

"Eww~"

Liu Zheng shook his hand in disgust.

This thing's purpose was clearly not very wholesome.

Of course, disgust aside, he still needed to use it.

Ghost Hand apparently hadn't completely blacked out yet, knowing to provide some remedial measures.

"I asked around. Your situation doesn't count as a violation. However, the restaurant won't send anyone to rescue you either. You have to get back yourself."

"How do I get back? There's not even a ladder here."

Liu Zheng poked the wall with the Boning Knife - even the knife tip couldn't penetrate.

"Then there's no choice. You'll have to rely on your own luck."

"Oh, and Napoleon said since you're already down there, you might as well bring back some more fish."

Bullhorse hung up after saying this.

"I'll screw its eighteenth generation ancestors."

He cursed loudly.

Wait, the eighteenth generation ancestor of White Feather Chicken was probably dinosaurs.

Then seventeenth generation it is.

After some Ah Q-style self-comfort, Liu Zheng returned to reality.

Clearly, the bloody cosplay costume in his hand was now the key to his survival.

But who should he cosplay as?

The item description said it was limited to characters existing in the current dungeon.

So who were the characters in the current dungeon?

Liu Zheng's first thought was Fire Mage.

Someone who could forcefully interrupt the sewer's fart and retreat unscathed definitely had impressive strength.

But he hadn't even seen what the other looked like, so naturally he couldn't cosplay them. Had to exclude.

The second thought was Rust, who could establish a shelter in the sewer and scatter an evil god's descent. Its strength should be no less than Fire Mage's.

Liu Zheng had actually seen what Rust looked like, and it would be easy to cosplay.

After all, Rust was just a shadowy figure - he only needed to create a rough outline.

But cosplaying as it had one problem.

Rust harbored enormous secrets. Cosplaying as it might trigger unpredictable consequences.

After some thought, Liu Zheng PASSed on this option too.

For the same reason, Oink was also excluded.

After all, the restaurant was right above his head - hard to say whether they were monitoring this place.

That left Bullhorse, plane tree, Mr. Li, Novelist, and others.

After some consideration, Liu Zheng decided to cosplay as Bullhorse.

After all, he was most familiar with Bullhorse, and Bullhorse's strength should be sufficient.

Plus Bullhorse's background was simpler, without so many unspeakable matters.

Thus, Liu Zheng began molding the cosplay costume in the darkness.

As soon as he started, he felt fortunate about his decision.

And this was for Bullhorse, whom he knew best. If he tried to sculpt someone else, the system might not even recognize it.

After much difficult trying, Liu Zheng finally roughly sculpted Bullhorse's appearance.

After all, he wasn't an art student - could only say he tried his best.

Liu Zheng reached into the cosplay costume, and it automatically enveloped him.

"Item effect activated."

The system notification sounded.

"That's it?"

He said in astonishment.

No warm current flowing throughout his body.

No endless power came rolling in.

Was it because his sculpting effect was too poor?

Or was Bullhorse actually all show and no substance?

Liu Zheng thought for a moment, then decided to test it.

So, he stomped his foot. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel★fire.net

A massive impact sound instantly exploded, with flying ground fragments making air-tearing sounds.

Half of Liu Zheng's hoof directly sank into the ground.

This was the same material that his Boning Knife couldn't even penetrate earlier.

"Our Bullhorse is truly amazing."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.