I Am the Takeaway Order King in a Weird World

[Urban imagination] + [Infinitely weird] + [Funny] + [Slightly scary] Fang Le, a happy yellow sponge-like delivery boy, is 23 years old, 800 degrees short-sighted, and only has one hundred yuan left. The "Huangquan Takeaway" APP suddenly popped up on the phone: "One order for delivery, starting from 2,000; if it times out or your heart rate spikes, it will become a takeaway." He rushed into an abandoned mental hospital overnight, treated the hanging ghost as performance art, and the ghost in the wall as a leaky client, and took away five-star reviews. From then on, he was a social animal deliveryman in the world of heaven; he was the strange God of Wealth in the underworld. The orders became more and more outrageous: milk tea to Mrs. Meng, "315 rectification notice" to the Taotie Club, and "the missing hug of childhood" to the little girl in red. The account balance has skyrocketed, the list of enemies has skyrocketed, and the peach blossom debt has also skyrocketed - Bingshan Meng Po, the foodie, and the arrogant Lolita in the red dress are all waiting for him to place an order. But when the order for the "Slaughterhouse Feast" with a reward of 50,000 yuan appeared, he knew: I am not delivering food, I am delivering food to the whole world.