Chen Mo, a delivery boy with a monthly salary of 4,000, is extremely poor.
Until his insulated box cracked and an order from three thousand years ago fell out——
"Delivery items: Pangu ax fragments. Consignee: Chen Mo (the last heir)."
An old man who claimed to be his ancestor exploded in his mind: "Son, our Ten Thousand Realms Takeout Sect had a monopoly on logistics in the three realms, and even the Jade Emperor had to place an order to eat flat peaches. Later, God was jealous and made us bankrupt. All the inheritance is sealed in your takeout box and cannot be recovered within three years. God will completely delete you from the line of cause and effect - your mother will not even remember giving birth to you."
Chen Mo was silent for three seconds: "How much is the inheritance worth?"
"Pangu ax fragments, starting price is one billion."
He turned and left.
The system prompts: [First order: City God, braised chicken and rice without coriander. Delivery address: The 18th floor below, Chenghuang Temple.
Chen Mo got on his electric bike and drove to his destination.
The King of Hell sent three reminder messages in succession. The ancestor was gloating in his mind, and the system coldly reminded: negative reviews will deduct 100 days of life.
He took a deep breath and replied to the King of Hell:
"Dear, we are on our way. By the way, the debt our sect owed back then - all the gods in the three realms are creditors. Do you know this?"
Ancestor laughed: "I forgot to tell you, this is the biggest trouble."
"Good luck to you, last heir."
