“I took a food delivery to a haunted house, and the customer was a flayed ghost?”
Chen Mo stared at the warning on his phone: [Late delivery will cost you years of your life]. He kicked open the ghostly door to Room 404. “Your custom meat buns! Give me five stars, or I’ll have the System strike you with lightning!”
Other delivery drivers work for money. He delivers for his life. Bound to the Underworld’s Ele.me System, he rides his beat-up electric scooter and smashes through ghosts blocking his way. He uses the bad-review warning device to zap C-rank evil spirits, and even an entire family of impostors has to kneel and tip him in underworld currency.
“Anomaly Bureau? Don’t block the road! I’ve got another delivery to make. If I’m late, are you going to pay me back two years of my life?”
From haunted houses in S City to ghost markets across the country, from delivering meat buns to delivering cultivation treasures across dimensions, this dirt-poor rider is turning both sides of the living and dead into his delivery battleground.
