Something strange happened, and the roommate was dragged away by the ghost in the mirror.
I took out my grandpa's Nokia and ordered a Meng Po soup.
Three seconds later, a shady rider came out of the window:
"Hello, your takeaway has arrived. Please give it a good review."
From then on, I had an additional identity - the agent of the underworld food delivery platform.
While others run for their lives, I deliver food.
While others conquer the dungeon, I will order takeout for the BOSS.
It's just that giving too much has some side effects——
Yangshou is running out.
