Every bad review is rewriting history, and every delivery is a road to killing gods!
At three o'clock in the morning on a rainy night in Jiangcheng, delivery boy Yu Fan received a mysterious order—three copies of snail noodles delivered in 1924. When he kicked open the door on the 23rd floor of the Jinxiu Building and witnessed the programmer Ye Chen being chased by a man in a bronze Taotie mask, the chain birthmark on his right wrist suddenly burned like a soldering iron...
