A Gamble for the World: Cargo King

“Young man, care to buy a ring?” a hoarse voice called from behind him.

Tao Jin turned around and saw an old man wrapped in a gray robe, seated at a street-corner stall. The only item on the stall was a rusty bronze ring, its face carved with cryptic seal-script characters that glimmered eerily beneath the streetlight.

“Twenty yuan.” The old man’s cloudy eyes suddenly gleamed. “It’ll change your life.”

The moment Tao Jin slipped the ring onto his ring finger, a chill rushed through his veins and straight to the crown of his head. The next second, he found himself in a vast, empty space.

In the pouring rain, Tao Jin climbed onto his battered three-wheeled delivery bike. Inside the ring lay the fresh-food order he had just accepted. When he reached the destination, the customer stared in shock at the completely undamaged delivery. The king crab, which normally required refrigerated transport, had survived twelve hours at room temperature!