I was delivering food in the middle of the night, and my customer was a charred corpse. I called the police and got arrested. They said I was suspected of desecrating a corpse.
My name is Chen Mo, an ordinary delivery driver who just wants to save enough for tuition. Then I accepted a “ridiculously lucrative order.” The door was opened by a gorgeous, mature woman, but all she could think about was burning me and eating me alive.
After barely escaping with my life, I found a strange mark on my chest and was arrested as the prime suspect.
It turned out that “unclean things” really existed in this world.
To stay alive, I was forced to become a government “temp.”
That's when I discovered that my “psychic sense” was more unusual than I had imagined. It could not only read people's minds, but also bless my family's old, battered talismans and even snatch a trace of the legendary “merit” from the supernatural.
From then on, my delivery route became exceptionally “exciting”:
I helped a resentful schoolgirl ghost trapped in a wall get justice, and took the opportunity to help the Special Investigation Bureau solve a dismemberment case;
I dealt with a cult's curse disguised as a quest for “immortality”;
I explored “Hope Town,” a place that could help people transform themselves and begin life anew.
…
The Special Investigation Bureau wants to recruit me, while the supernatural beings covet my “fragrance.” I looked at the delivery reminders popping up on my phone and the pitiful balance in my bank account, and fell into deep thought.
You all can fight among yourselves. I just want to deliver food in peace and finish college. Is that really too much to ask?
