The Apocalypse Is Here, So Why Are You Still Making Me Deliver Takeout?

[Apocalypse] [System] [Self-Interest] [Decisive and Ruthless] [Few Words, No Mercy] [Flawless Logic] [Survival and Construction]

The crimson moon hangs overhead. The Apocalypse arrives, and strange creatures run rampant.

Chen Luo, a failed web novelist, awakens the Food Delivery System.

[Ding! Ms. Liu in Room 709, Unit 2, Pearl Apartments, has ordered one bag of instant noodles. Please deliver within two hours.]

[Customer's note: My roommate turned into a monster! I've been hiding in the bedroom for two days without eating. Please, I beg you! Save me!]

Under the System's orders, Chen Luo grabs a shovel, hops on his electric scooter, and races off with sparks and lightning trailing behind him. Delivery successful.

[Ding! Order complete. Automatically extracted 2 Strength points from the customer. Five-star review received. One lottery draw awarded.]

At first, Chen Luo thought getting stronger by delivering food wasn't a bad deal.

But... why would this damn System accept every kind of order?

[Ding! An Six-Eyed Mutant in Building 18, Zone D, Jinyu Gardens, has ordered one human. Please deliver within 48 hours.]

[Customer's note: I want a high-quality male between 25 and 40 years old. Must be alive, or I'll return it and leave a bad review!]

Chen Luo: ??

[Ding! Mr. Liu on Fenghuang Road's pedestrian street has ordered 10,000 bullets and one tank. Please deliver within 12 hours.]

[Customer's note: The streets are crawling with zombies and mutants! We're out of ammunition and supplies! Deliver ASAP!]

Chen Luo: ???

And that wasn't even the most ridiculous order...