Takeaway rider Lu Mingyuan hides two reminders in his cell phone: a countdown to an 800,000 online loan, and a late-night order from the gods. When he discovered that Thunder God was stealing electricity from the high-voltage power tower and that Sun Wukong's take-out truck had a somersault cloud number printed on it, he was shocked to realize that he had become the last generation of "god-gods" - five-star positive reviews were contemporary incense, negative reviews turned into curses, and the online loan contract that cost him his life was actually the key to restart the god-god list! When the mechanical heaven devoured the three realms with algorithms, he held the hot electric car handle with his left hand and opened a sociology paper with his right hand. He and Yang Jian met in the Douyin live broadcast room and used the spicy aroma from the takeout box to fight against the computing power storm of the gods. This time, what he delivered was not takeout, but blood that had not been cold for five thousand years.
