I Run a Courier Company in a Strange World

After inheriting the express delivery station left by my grandfather, I realized that the customers here were not human beings. The delivery address is the morgue of the Midnight Funeral Home, the signee is a sleeping ancient god, and my employees are all kinds of evil gods who were tied up by the previous boss with a blood contract. The ghost in red is answering the phone at the front desk, the headless horseman is riding a battery cart to deliver goods, and the Egyptian mummy is sorting packages in the warehouse. The inspection team from the underworld said I was operating without a license, and the inspector from heaven scolded me for disrupting Yin and Yang. Western colleagues are stealing my business, and the devils of the abyss are giving me bad reviews. Until the spiritual energy is revived and all realms are unified. Documents from the Underworld, Heaven, and Bureau 749 were thrown onto my desk at the same time. "Boss, you are the only one in the world who can deliver this cross-border urgent shipment." "Reward?" "The right to live in an entire world."