"You have a new Ele. Me order, please process it in time."
Lin Xiaofan was supporting the electric scooter with one foot, holding pancakes and fruit in his left hand, and drawing an afterimage on the screen of his mobile phone with his right hand. The September sunshine shines on the take-out box through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and the "warm-preservation charm" attached to the lid is glowing with a faint green light - it was obtained last month when delivering Mala Tang to Shushan Jianxiu.
"The abandoned steel factory in the eastern suburbs... It's those big guys from the cultivation world again." He glanced at the delivery address and stuffed the last bite of the pancake into his mouth. The salty aroma of the pastry dough mixed with the spicy strips exploded in your mouth, and the spiritual power pointer on the dashboard of the electric car suddenly jumped to the red area.
When the wheel ran over the third warning sign, the air suddenly became thicker. Lin Xiaofan braked suddenly, and the peach wood sword pendant hanging in the basket of the car trembled crazily. He looked up and saw that the rusty steel factory door was now glowing with bronze luster, and the gluttonous eyes on the door knocker were shining faintly.
"Tiandi Bank delivers, please open the door!" He shouted at the top of his lungs and pressed the modified horn on the handlebar. The mechanical female voice echoed in the empty factory area: "The core values of socialism remind you that civilization is a way of cultivating immortality, and harmony is needed to overcome disasters..."
