"Hello, your order has arrived at its destination. Please bring your belongings and give you a five-star review. Thank you!"
I yawned, looked at the system prompts on the phone screen, and clicked on the review given by the passenger - "The driver has a bad attitude, driving is like flying an airplane, bad review."
"Fuck you."
I cursed and leaned on the steering wheel, my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. I worked all night, from two in the morning to six in the morning, and now my head is buzzing, and the sour smell of the last passenger's vomit still lingers on the steering wheel. The screen in the car was still playing the female passenger's voice comments in a loop, chattering non-stop.
I just want to close my eyes and rest for thirty seconds.
Just thirty seconds.
Then I fainted.
When I opened my eyes again, I was sitting on a huge dragon chair.
Carved with gold paint, a five-clawed dragon, the armrests are cool to the core. All civil and military officials knelt on the ground, their heads drooped, and the eunuch at the front shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty's condolences -"
I was stunned.
I looked down and saw that I was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with a densely embroidered collar. The pearl as big as a dragon's eye on my chest made my collarbone hurt.
"Excuse me?" I blinked, "Excuse me for what?"
