Stay Calm, Don't Make Waves: Deliver Food Well and You Can Live Forever

Huh? I've transmigrated? Great! I have no family or friends anyway, so transmigrating is fine by me.

Huh? I've become the senior disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect? Nice! That name sounds seriously impressive. I'll cultivate hard and try to become an immortal with an otherworldly air.

Huh? There's even a laid-back System that can take me traveling across the Myriad Worlds? Great, great! The more stuff like this, the better. It won't get in my way. When I'm free, I'll do a few easy missions; when I'm busy, I'll just ignore it. It's like playing a game. Now that's the life!

Wait, what's with this yellow helmet with rabbit ears on my head? What happened to becoming an immortal with an otherworldly air? This isn't the right vibe at all!

And I'm supposed to deliver takeout to Guan Yu, of all people? Isn't that going a bit too far?

I mean, is it possible the System is so laid-back and absurd because of the name you gave it?

Whatever, that's not important. None of this is important. If I become an immortal patriarch one day, this yellow-helmet look will surely take the Myriad Worlds by storm too.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.