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

Welcome to Hell’s Game. [Entering instance: Bloody Restaurant] [The position you applied for: Delivery Person] [Your customers include: a fat otaku emitting a corpse stench, a maid who bursts at the slightest disagreement...] [Your colleagues include: A boss who's too pretty to be human, A cow or a horse in the literal sense, a man-eating tree that swears in French...] Facing these incredible characters, Liu Zheng, who wanted to be a decent person, had no choice but to give up on humanity.

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Chapter 112 Niu Ma Hasn't Returned, Who is Knocking at the Door?

This time on his return journey, Liu Zheng didn't go looking for the French Plane Tree.

Although with its protection, Rose Street should be quite safe.

But as everyone knows, when there is no danger from the outside, the French Plane Tree itself becomes the danger.

Now that his luck was so low, what if he tripped on his left foot over his right and fell into the Black Soil?

Anyway, he didn't have anything good to exchange at the moment.

Liu Zheng held the steering wheel with both hands, one hand opened the delivery box to check the duplicated dishes.

"Name: Giant Red Whale Sashimi"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Recovers stamina, compensates for deficiencies, physique +1."

"Note: Try fighting me without your cosplay, and let's have a one-on-one duel!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

Clearly, this piece of sashimi came from one of those four fat fish.

"The problem is, you four didn't have a one-on-one duel with me either."