Chen Mo took the most overdue order on the platform, hoping to earn a little extra in overtime pay. The address was Room 404 in an old apartment complex. The door was unlocked, and when he pushed it open, a stench of rot hit him in the face. The “customer” inside had his back to him, crouching on the floor and gnawing on something. Hearing the noise, he slowly turned around. His face was bloodless, with dark brown scraps still clinging to the corners of his mouth. Chen Mo tried to run, but a system prompt suddenly popped up on his phone: “Please do not leave the customer’s line of sight before the order is complete.”
