My name is Lin Bei, and I am a delivery boy.
To be precise, it was.
Now I am lying in a glass cabinet, surrounded by a circle of people in white coats. They look at me like I look at discount coupons.
Fanatic, greedy, unable to believe his luck.
"He... His eyes are moving!" A young woman screamed.
"Quiet!" A gray-haired old man lowered his voice, but his hands were shaking worse than anyone else. "Start vital signs monitoring, record in the full frequency band, everyone pay attention - this is the greatest moment in the history of human archeology."
I tried to speak, but my throat felt like it had been sandpapered.
I turned my neck with difficulty and saw a sign hanging outside the glass cabinet.
There is a line written on it.
I can barely recognize it. Although the font has changed a lot, the basics are still Chinese.
"Ancient Hui Era·SSS Class Organic Relic·No. 001"
There is also a line of small print below:
"Presumed identity: ancient high priest (Based on: wearing a yellow holy robe with a totem of a sacred beast when unearthed, holding a holy object transport container)"
I looked down at myself.
The yellow holy robe—that's my Meituan work uniform.
The mythical animal totem—that's Meituan's kangaroo logo.
Reliquary Shipping Container – That's my takeout box.
I, a food delivery boy, was regarded as an ancient priest by people from the future.
