The System Arrived Thirty Years Late, So I Kept Delivering Takeout from the Start

Shang Yunxiao transmigrated to a world where spiritual qi had revived. He waited thirty years, but the System never showed up.

A golden finger?

Nope.

An S-rank talent?

Just F-rank.

After graduating from college, he went back to his old job as a food delivery driver, supporting himself and his younger sister, who was still in high school.

Life was like the bowl of river-snail rice noodles in his hand: the sour bamboo shoots had a powerful smell, but he was used to it.

That is, until he completed his hundredth delivery.

A lazy, mature woman's voice rang in his mind: “I'm Little Hungry. You can call me Sis Me. The System's main function is to convert bad reviews and good reviews. Its main hobby is watching you die of social embarrassment.”

From then on, Shang Yunxiao's life as a delivery driver went into magical mode.

When a Komodo dragon chased him, the System told him to run into a pot of hot soup. (One hundred percent chance of dodging by getting splashed with hot soup!)

When a coworker mocked him for watching short videos, he invented the “Five Virtues of a Gentleman: benevolence, righteousness, honesty, perseverance, and wisdom” on the spot. The System calmly called him out: “Eighty-seven percent of your browsing history last week was female cats.”

“Can you stop bringing up female cats?!”

One-sentence summary: The System made me deliver food, and I used my deliveries to save the world.