At the Beginning of the Food Delivery, Time Was Paused for Three Seconds and the World Was

When the behemoth Cthulhu emerged from the wormhole in the Pacific Ocean, and the ancient killing array lit up on Mount Tai's Fengchan platform, I held onto my rusty bronze sword and smiled. It turns out that the so-called spiritual energy recovery is just the harvest process restarted by the gods. And in my takeout box, I still have the blood-stained order from twenty years ago: "Delivery address: starting point of time, consignee: Lin Mo"