At 32, Lin Chuan's business venture has failed, his neighborhood supermarket has closed, his marriage has fallen apart, and he is 460,000 yuan in debt.
On his daughter's sixth birthday, wearing his delivery uniform outside his ex-wife's new home, he feels for the first time that this may be all his life will amount to.
Then an unfamiliar option suddenly appears in his delivery app.
[Time-Space Delivery]
Connected years: 2026–2126.
Daily trading limit: 100 grams. The platform takes a 70% cut from every sale.
You can buy things from a hundred years in the future, and people want things from a hundred years ago.
Old chips, parts, and materials that seem worthless to everyone else might be worth a fortune a century from now. And an ordinary battery or sheet of material in 2126 could be generations ahead of everything in 2026.
At first, Lin Chuan only wanted to pay off his 460,000 yuan debt.
Later, he looked at the sprawling tech empire under his name, then lowered his eyes to the delivery order on his phone.
“Wait...”
“How did a delivery guy like me become a tech mogul?”
Looking forward to it, but the update is a bit slow