Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Let's see how you do it, Head Chef."

Liu Zheng spoke to the white-feathered chicken, who was far away at the Bloody Restaurant.

The white-feathered chicken, who was researching new dishes, suddenly raised its head and looked in the direction of Rose Street.

The reason why the technology for cosplay costumes is exclusively owned by Bloody Restaurant is both because Bloody Restaurant is unwilling to share it and because a higher will does not allow this technology to spread.

An item that can mimic another's abilities without their consent and can be mass-produced—just think about how taboo that is.

It was only because the Bloody Restaurant had a notorious reputation and was mostly used internally that it wasn't attacked by the masses.

And to be honest, this thing is still a bit of a gimmick.

Those with strong abilities can't use it, and those with weak abilities can't get it.

Only a freak newcomer like Liu Zheng could get his hands on cosplay outfits multiple times and put them to good use.

Once that essential element was filled in, even the divine power barrier could no longer completely block the connection between the cosplay costume and the real person.

Despite being unable to share the five senses, the white-feathered chicken still seemed to sense something.

It glanced at the salmon diligently cleaning the fish, then touched its own tail feathers.

"Humph!"

With a cold laugh, the white-feathered chicken took off its chef's hat and stuck its claws inside.

The next second, a phantom image of a chef's hat appeared out of thin air in front of Liu Zheng.

The white-feathered rooster's claws extended from its hat, and together with its claws, it grasped "the Seven Deadly Sins - Wrath".

"Vacuum-sealed spherical chicken!"

White Feather Chicken and Liu Zheng inhaled together, and this time the vacuum range was so large that it completely enveloped the monster.

The monster, which was originally larger than a whale, shrunk to the size of a carp. The little girl looked somewhat bewildered, holding a lollipop the size of a grain of rice.

The white-feathered chicken held down the large fish on the cutting board, while Liu Zheng held down the monster in the air.

"The master butcher skillfully dissects oxen and horses!"

The white-feathered chicken, wielding the dragon-scale knife, skillfully gutted the animal.

Its longest job in the kitchen was killing fish; even the calico cat's fish-killing skills were only so-so compared to its.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces.

The monster's flesh and blood fell off like scales, landing in the automatically fluttering chef's hat.

"Oh?"

The white-feathered chicken looked surprised as it saw the ominous-smelling chunk of meat that had fallen onto the kitchen floor.

It only knew that Liu was dealing with a powerful enemy, but it never expected that he was such a being.

Although this meat is not very tasty as an ingredient, there are always people with unique tastes who like it and are willing to pay a price for it.

After being upgraded to the maximum level by "Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath", these meat chunks are even more valuable.

"This move was worthwhile."

The white-feathered chicken nodded in satisfaction.

But that's about it.

“It hurts!”

The monster let out a shrill cry, and black tears streamed from the little girl's eyes.

She stuffed the whole lollipop into her mouth and then bit it into pieces.

However, this time it wasn't Liu Zheng's flesh and blood that disappeared, but the demon itself.

"Human, you'd better pray for yourself."

Sensing danger, the white-feathered chicken decisively retracted its claws and then put on its chef's hat.

The connection was severed, and the cosplay costume fell off Liu Zheng's body, turning into a pile of mud.

Having lost the ability to fly, he fell directly from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

He had just been stronger than ever before, but now he was weaker than ever before. This fall from heaven to hell made him feel extremely empty.

The vanished monster poked its head out from the other side of the circle, its wounds already healed.

Its eyes were fixed on Liu Zheng, its pupils now a multicolored black.

"Humans! You villains!"

It cursed loudly, and Liu Zheng's image was reflected in its left eye.

The next second, black circles bound him tightly.

"Snacks! Eat them!"

The monster opened its mouth wide and sucked Liu Zheng into it.

"When a player is under the control of an enemy's skill, items below legendary quality cannot be used, and items below epic quality can only perform some of their functions."

Liu Zheng wanted to use the item, but a system notification sounded.

"Epic quality? You might as well just tell me to wait to die."

He said speechlessly.

If you give a newbie who hasn't even finished the beginner dungeon an item of epic quality or higher, even their blind date will think it's excessive.

Liu Zheng looked at his hoof, which had turned into solidified maltose.

At this speed, he'd turn into a sugar figurine before he even flew into the monster's mouth.

"System, is the status available?"

He asked urgently.

"Yes, your status is not affected by the enemy's skills."

The system replied.

"That's fine."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If "Grace of Ra" fails, then he can only directly settle the dungeon.

Now, he can stall for time and see if there are any changes.

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Liu Zheng and the monster looked at the Dragonfly Captain who had pulled himself out of the pit at the same time, and the red figure immediately appeared in the latter's right eye.

The next second, the black circle also bound Captain Dragonfly.

"Hey!"

That son of a bitch isn't stupid, is he?

"Mother Gan Lin!"

While the tentacles were still moving, Liu Zheng gave the monster the middle finger.

Does this mean we can only settle accounts in the instance now?

Is this short yet long metropolitan journey finally coming to an end?

He felt both relieved and confused.

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Chapter 512 Comrades, follow me!

To be honest, settling accounts now is perfectly fine.

First, there's the mission. Liu Zheng has survived for far more than three days, not to mention the many events he accomplished and the many lives he changed.

Secondly, there are the benefits. He not only acquired a large number of high-quality items that could be taken out of the dungeon, but also learned an active skill and a passive skill.

Finally, there are his achievements. Liu Zheng is not only a recognized monster rookie in the Bloody Restaurant, but also a rising star in the entire metropolis.

Most of the top figures in the metropolis have put their stamp on him, and the remaining few have tried to kill him several times but failed.

Logically speaking, Liu Zheng should have settled the accounts, and should have settled them.

He's getting involved in bigger and bigger things, and he's facing more and more enemies.

Perhaps one day, he will encounter an enemy whose last trump card, the settlement instance, has become ineffective.

Is it really okay?

Liu Zheng asked himself.

The answer is, of course, yes.

"It's okay!"

He still has so many promises he hasn't kept, so many people he should have helped but hasn't helped, and so many people he should have killed but hasn't killed.

And on what basis?

Why should he have to suffer so much, and why should those who have good intentions towards him also suffer along with him?

Should good people die?

No matter what, Liu Zheng is determined to have his way with the Metropolis before he leaves.

"Everything belongs to the workers; how can parasites be tolerated?"

He started singing loudly.

"Those venomous snakes and ferocious beasts are the most hateful, having devoured our flesh and blood. Once they are wiped out, the bright red sun will shine across the entire world!"

He could faintly hear the sound of a chorus singing in his ears.

"This is the final battle. Unite, until tomorrow."

Encouraged, Liu Zheng continued singing.

"This is the final battle. Unite, until tomorrow."

The chorus grew louder and louder, and four burning figures appeared behind him.

The figures of the tank commander Maria, the loader Kasitsin, the gunner Kolobanov, and the driver Dmitry had become so faint that they would be scattered by a gust of wind.

But their eyes remained bright, like the morning star before dawn.

"Comrades, let's charge one more time with me!"

Liu Zheng pleaded.

"Of course, comrade."

The four crew members each grasped one of his tentacles, and his inhuman parts cried out, agonized, and roared again in the flames, while he revealed a genuine smile.

Because the black circle melted away in the face of the flames, just as ice and snow melted in the face of the blazing sun.

"Comrades, follow me!"

He took out the Three-Faced Mirror and a laser pointer, ready to give the monster a head-on blow.

"Your time has not come, comrade."

The train conductor, Maria, held him down.

She looked up at the monster, and her figure, as fragile as a candle in the wind, made the monster instinctively shrink back.

She smiled dismissively, then turned to look at Liu Zheng.

"We have high expectations for you. So, survive, and become strong."

Maria patted him on the shoulder, then nodded to the loader, Cassitzen.

The latter nodded slightly and then activated the radio on his back.