After knocking down the C-level superpower with one palm, Lin Mo's life collapsed. Everyone said that he was a hidden master. The housekeeper of the Chen family bowed to the end: "Which sect did you master, sir?" Lin Mo (with steady heartbeat): "There is no sect, no sect, just do whatever you want." It was spread throughout the city that the takeaway given by the master was a magical elixir. Lin Mo: That's Malatang! Three servings! The soup was spilled! The daughter of a wealthy family came to seek medical advice. After listening to her heartbeat, she said, "Drink more hot water." The doctor wanted to become a disciple on the spot. Only Lin Mo knows it - he is a food deliveryman. With a monthly salary of forty-three yuan, he can dress up, control muscles, control internal organs, and enhance senses... The abilities given by this broken system are getting more and more outrageous, and he seems to have really become a boss. By the time he reacted, he was already standing on the stage of the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament. There were three masters sitting under the stage. The task bar reads: Play as the Grand Master and defeat the enemy with one move. Lin Mo: I'm really just a food delivery guy! !
