The moment Song Da binds himself to the [100% Successful Delivery System], he thinks he can finally say goodbye to bad reviews.
Then comes his first order: Deliver prostate patches to an S-rank Thunderflame Behemoth. Late delivery means losing a year of life.
Second order: Deliver extra-large fishnet stockings to a goblin queen about to advance to above S-rank. Late delivery means losing a year of life.
Third order: Deliver a pacifier to an eldritch god of the deep… Song Da: “System, do you have any manners?”
[During delivery: Absolutely invincible, immune to all techniques!]
[Delivery confirmed: Reward of thirty years of life + one million in cash + a random customer ability!]
[Ding! Obtained S-rank Thunder Control!]
[Ding! Obtained above S-rank Abyssal Constitution!]
And so, he slaps a ten-thousand-ton beast king flying, twists the throttle and splits an army of a hundred thousand demons in two, then swings around and smacks the queen’s crown to pieces.
The whole internet goes wild: “This senior in yellow must be an unseen deity enjoying a game among mortals!”
Song Da looks at the delivery group chat he just quit and the mere sixty-five days of life he has left, and hugs his yellow vest as he cries.
“I’ve got money, but I’m going to die before I can spend it!”
