In the late stage of liver cancer, I became a courier for all things in the three realms.
The goods you send are bait for the abyss; the bad reviews you give can kill me.
The reward is life-extending energy, and the punishment is physical repayment.
I thought this was a chance of survival in a desperate situation, until I received an order to be sent to the bottom of Bibo Lake.
Navigation display: three meters underwater. Customer comments: It tastes good, but the fear of the deliveryman is a bit sour.
The shadow under the water stared at me, and the boss's wife's lazy message came from the phone:
[Warning: The indescribable gaze has been locked.
[Punishment for mission failure: soul pollution, body deduction.
Now, I am standing at the door of a breathing bookstore holding the can of "soothing tea" that can kill people.
I just want to ask, can I still quit this bad class? !
