You Were Supposed to Deliver Takeout, So Why Did You Send the Ghost King Away?

A late-night delivery sends me into a terrifying haunted apartment building, where I become a delivery driver for the underworld! From then on, my order list goes completely off the rails: milk tea and fried chicken by day, invitations, zombie coffins, love letters from fox spirits, and urgent orders from the King of Hell by night! Faced with vengeful ghosts, thousand-year-old zombies, seductive fox demons, and sinister sorcerers pulling the strings, other people are scared witless. I pull out sticky-rice milk tea and a peachwood selfie stick, and make it my mission to talk back and pull one outrageous stunt after another. When the old underworld collapses and a hundred ghosts descend on the mortal realm, I pat the insulated box on my electric scooter. “Bro, I'm taking this delivery. The one in the human world!” This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.