“You have a new cross-dimensional order. Destination: Mortuary, locker 3, Zhongshan Road, 1998. Payment: 30 days of your lifespan.”
Jiang Chen stares at the black app that has suddenly invaded his phone screen, then turns to look at the eerie package he just received:
a bronze Nuo mask engraved with the words, “Delivered without fail at the third quarter of the Shen hour; karma comes due.”
During his first livestream delivery, he brings a suicide's farewell letter to its destination. The comments explode:
“Streamer, blood is leaking from the freezer behind you, aaah!”
A red notification dot pops up. The deceased's daughter sends him a private message: “Uncle, my mom just said thank you.”
The System suddenly issues a warning: [Recipient died 20 years ago. Keeping the recipient alive will alter history. Time remaining to correct the timeline: 23:59:59]
