The night Lin Yuan was laid off, cheated on, and kicked out of his rented room, an app called [Last Delivery] appeared on his phone. Take orders after midnight, and the customers fall into three categories: those about to die, those who have just died, and those who should not exist. Deliver a bowl of dumplings, and get thirty years of cooking skill; deliver a love letter, and gain an instinct for seeing through emotions; deliver a pair of glasses, and gain the driving expertise of an old bus driver. A bad review costs you years of life. Once they're gone, you're erased. Lin Yuan had only wanted to scrape by until morning, but then he discovered that someone in this city had built a "farm for cultivating obsessions," someone else was trading dead souls for extra years of life, and the rules governing the entire city were quietly falling apart.
"System, if I finish this delivery, will I live long enough to eat breakfast?"
"Workhorse, deliver this order first. Your customer isn't alive, but your heart is still warm."
