High Martial Arts: Delivering Takeout Makes Me Stronger
Other people rely on talent to cultivate. Li Yunzhi relies on delivering takeout.
In this world, martial arts flourish. Geniuses soak in medicinal baths, take pills, and practice their ancestral techniques from childhood. Li Yunzhi’s parents died in battle, and his relatives ran off with the compensation money. Alone in the city’s urban village, he survives on instant noodles and takeout deliveries. He hasn’t even reached the first level of Body Tempering.
The whole school calls him a loser.
Then, in the early hours of one morning, Shen Zhao hit him with a sports car and sent him flying. As Li Yunzhi lay on the ground, nearly bled dry, a “ding” sounded in his head.
“Ten Thousand Deliveries to Godhood System activated. Deliver one order, and you gain as much as someone else does from a full day of hard cultivation. Good reviews grant cultivation, tips can be exchanged for pills, and bad reviews bring down heavenly punishment.”
Other people spend three months in seclusion just to climb from the first level to the second. He delivered thirty orders in one night, casually popped a perfect Body Tempering Pill redeemed from the System’s shop, and showed up in class the next day already at level two.
Zhou Dapao: “When did you reach the second level of Body Tempering?”
Li Yunzhi: “Last night, between deliveries. I just leveled up a little.”
Later, during the school’s martial arts mock exam, everyone looked at him differently.
Later still, Shen Zhao stood before him, his face livid. “What level are you, exactly?”
Sitting on his electric scooter, Li Yunzhi answered coolly, “Nothing special. I got here delivering takeout. By the way, could you leave a good review for your order?”
This so-called loser is going to race through the evening rush and carve out a path to godhood.
