On the 365th day of delivering food, my phone got a virus.
Every time an order is completed, a prompt pops up automatically: Congratulations on unlocking new abilities.
Free braised chicken and rice to unlock dynamic visuals. Deliver milk tea and unlock danger prediction. Get a 68-yuan grilled fish for free, which directly unleashes combat-level abilities.
I was secretly delighted - the higher the order amount, the stronger the ability, and the first order every day was guaranteed to be upgraded to a level.
Until a person calling himself "Abnormal Incident Response Bureau" blocked in front of me.
Three sentences, just silence me:
First, there have always been people with superpowers in this world, but your brain has been modified. When you see them, you will automatically think of them as "making a movie" or "gas explosion".
Second, the thing on my phone is a fragment of an ancient artifact that escaped from a secret national laboratory. There are seven pieces in total. I'm one out of seven.
Third, they were not the only ones staring at me. The aristocratic family wants to recruit me, the extremist organization wants to slice it up for study, and the traitors within the Coercion Bureau have deleted my surveillance records - not to protect me, but to pack it up and send it away when the time comes.
Everyone treated me like a pawn.
OK.
I continue to deliver food. You make the layout, and I'll save my skills. You test them, and I'll take notes.
Wait until the day when the table is lifted——
My skill bar should be just about full.
