I was originally an invincible immortal in the immortal world. When I came back, I just wanted to deliver food to survive.
My old colleagues laughed at me and I was still a salty fish, until it rained that day and I was late delivering orders.
The customer who opened the door was arrogant and abusive: "Believe it or not, I will file a complaint against your whole family!"
The god-killing sword in his backpack suddenly vibrated, and the ants in front of him turned out to be blasphemers who stole the offerings from the immortal world.
I smiled and apologized, secretly telling him to step on the banana peel and throw it into the trash can.
Turning around to take the order, the phone rang. It was the gentle voice of my blind date: "Order for the milk tea shop, can you stop getting wet?"
I rushed into the rain with my sword, and the takeaway box still contained the alien dragon that I had just suppressed.
