The day Lin Tian was fired by the station manager, his younger sister was still eight thousand yuan short of her dialysis fees.
A text popped up on his phone: Life-Span Delivery System bound. Deliver one order to gain one day of life. Cultivate once, and burn a year of life.
His first delivery was to a funeral home. The recipient was dead. Inside the lunchbox was the cultivation he had amassed over a lifetime.
A rich kid laughed at him: “A delivery guy thinks he deserves to cultivate?”
A cultivation family sneered at him: “A mortal insect. Get out of the provincial capital.”
Then Lin Tian rode his electric scooter through the Chen family's gates and slammed the lunchbox into Chen Tiangang's face.
“Your delivery's here. Rush order.”
System notification: The recipient of this order is deceased. Delivery failed. Ten years of life deducted.
Lin Tian crushed his phone screen. “Chen family, I'll take back the life you owe me, one finger at a time.”
