Chapter 1

The first snow of 2019 came fiercely, without any warning.

However, it was quite nice. The weather in Handan had been terrible, with smog everywhere. A bit of snow was actually a good thing.

After all, it had been a long time since Handan had seen snow, especially such heavy snowfall.

Lin Zhendong was riding his motorcycle down Peace Road, and he could see excited passersby everywhere.

It's snowing, it's snowing, a group of little artists have come to the snow.

Since the children were on holiday, those who had never seen snow before were particularly excited. They played snowball fights and built snowmen. Lin Zhendong occasionally saw young couples taking romantic photos.

Just a moment ago, when Lin Zhendong was delivering an order to Mingzhu Community, he saw a couple playing games and ordering takeout. Lin Zhendong was familiar with them; the man was a second-generation rich kid, and Lin Zhendong had to deliver five to six orders to him every month. Each time, the girlfriend was different.

Sigh.

Envy is not something to be envied.

As Mr. Lu Xun said, being born is a technical skill. Some people are born with a golden spoon, while others are always busy.

By now, everyone probably knows what Lin Zhendong does.

Scientific name: Rider.

Common name: Delivery person.

These days, the economy is not good, and it's hard to make a living, especially in a city like Handan, which is called a third-tier city with house prices over ten thousand but very low wages.

Lin Zhendong has tried everything. Some people said writing novels could make money, claiming a monthly income of a million.

Nonsense.

Lin Zhendong wrote novels for three months. Although he signed a contract, he only got a full attendance bonus. Of course, Lin Zhendong didn't abandon his readers because he was responsible for his three readers, and he got 600 yuan for a full month's attendance.

After all, his mother's health depended on medication, his younger brother and sister needed to go to school, and the family relied on Lin Zhendong and his father, Lin Qingshan.

Because Lin Zhendong suffered from not going to college, he would never let his younger brother and sister drop out. He, as the older brother, could endure a bit of hardship.

"Hongzhen, number 6."

Lin Zhendong parked his motorcycle in front of the Peace Road Noodles Shop and quickly said, "The customer said no chili, don't put it in. Last time, because of the chili, the customer gave a bad review and complained, and I lost 280 yuan."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

The owner of the noodle shop, Wu Hongzhen, said, "It's already packed. By the way, Zhendong, do you want to have a drink tonight? I'm going home in a couple of days. Are you going?"

"No, I want to be a designated driver during the New Year."

Lin Zhendong said this and hurriedly left.

It was rare to have a snowy day, and although delivering takeout in such bad weather was tough, each order was worth 2 yuan more. Lin Zhendong naturally wanted to deliver more. Other riders didn't come out in such weather, so Lin Zhendong could earn more.

Delivering takeout is all about speed. At first, Lin Zhendong was unwilling to run red lights, but later he had no choice. If an order was canceled due to a delay, he would lose 200 yuan.

Not to mention complaints, which cost 250 yuan, and bad reviews, which cost 30 yuan. The user from the La Défense Community, Xin Zhijiang, was someone Lin Zhendong didn't know, but he ordered takeout every day.

This person, probably due to staying up late, had a terrible temper, as if everyone owed him 250 yuan.

For this reason, Lin Zhendong might wait for the red light for other orders, but he couldn't wait for this one.

When he reached the intersection of Dongliu Street and People's Road, seeing the yellow light just turn red, Lin Zhendong rushed forward.

This rush led to trouble. Some drivers saw Lin Zhendong and stopped, but the drivers in the third and fourth lanes didn't notice due to their line of sight. By the time they saw him, it was too late.

Bang!

Lin Zhendong was directly thrown into the air. In that moment, he felt time slow down.

He even clearly saw the traffic police running over and the panicked woman getting out of the red BMW.

If you looked down from the sky, you would see that Lin Zhendong was thrown so fast that the air seemed to split.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the moment of splitting the air, several beams of light suddenly appeared from a distance. These beams were unnoticed and invisible to the naked eye.

"Descending to Earth. After detection, this is a parallel universe suitable for the takeout business..."

"The first cosmic takeout person has been bound. System installation begins, 2000 words omitted..."

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All this happened in less than a second. Lin Zhendong was still in the air, and the only thought in his mind was: "I'm going to be complained about again."

Bang!

Then Lin Zhendong landed heavily on the ground, even rolling like Mario, which shocked the onlookers.

Given the extent of the collision and the state after landing, this guy was definitely finished.

"Deserved."

A fat driver wearing glasses looked at Lin Zhendong's condition and spat out the window.

The city's takeout riders ran red lights as if there were no cars. The fat driver had almost hit them several times.

Others were just watching the commotion.

The woman in black who got out of the BMW was already in a panic. She was a new driver, just graduated from university. Her father had bought her this BMW for safety.

She had only been driving for a few days when she hit someone.

Moreover, she was a Weibo influencer and knew that in this world, the weaker and poorer you are, the more reason you have. What if she hit someone to death? This, this, this...

The woman was almost in tears, and the traffic police were already at Lin Zhendong's side, ready to call 120.

At this moment, a miracle happened.

Lin Zhendong actually stood up, his forehead bleeding. Fortunately, it was winter, and he was wearing thick clothes. Although he felt like he was falling apart, he still wanted to deliver the takeout quickly.

In such a situation, the traffic police would usually let the two parties negotiate.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have run the red light."

Lin Zhendong approached the woman in black, saying apologetically and helplessly, "How much do you need? I don't have much money, but I can pay you in installments."

"Eh?"

The woman in black looked at the delivery rider in front of her, surprised. "You want to compensate me? I'll take you to the hospital first. Your injuries..."

"I'm fine. I need to deliver the takeout. Can you write down my phone number or take my ID? You can tell me how much it costs to repair your car."

Lin Zhendong was about to take out his ID.

"No need. Since you don't need to go to the hospital, let's go our separate ways."

The woman in black felt relieved. She didn't really care about the repair costs.

At this moment, Lin Zhendong's phone rang. It was the customer calling. He quickly answered, "Xin, I'm really sorry. I just had a minor accident. Please wait 5 more minutes. Don't cancel the order."

After hanging up, Lin Zhendong didn't notice a new icon on his phone, "Cosmic Order 1." He only had one thought: deliver the order quickly.

His head was still dizzy, but he staggered to his motorcycle, declined the traffic police's help, and quickly headed to the La Défense Community.

"Xin, I'm really sorry."

Lin Zhendong's forehead was still bleeding, and he looked quite miserable. "I promise to deliver on time next time. Xin, please don't give me a bad review."

"Wait a moment."

After taking the takeout, the slightly burly Xin Zhijiang went back to his room and brought a bottle of water and two band-aids to Lin Zhendong. "Here, take them."

Lin Zhendong: "Xin?"

"Just take them, what are you talking about?"

...

After leaving the community, Lin Zhendong felt the pain. He endured the discomfort and finished the remaining two orders, then called the station manager to explain.

Thirty minutes later, Lin Zhendong returned to his rented place.

"Mom, how are you feeling recently?"

Lin Zhendong called his mother. "I'm fine. I'll get paid in a couple of days. I'll transfer the money to the family card. I won't go home. Don't worry. I'm taking good care of myself. Today, I bought a roasted duck..."

He chatted for a minute, then hung up and ate a bowl of instant noodles.

The demolition in Handan was still fierce. Lin Zhendong and his classmate rented a small apartment. Although the house prices in Handan were over ten thousand, the rent was not expensive. A 60-square-meter apartment cost only 800 yuan. The landlord, whom Lin Zhendong knew from delivering takeout, didn't need the money and gave a 100-yuan discount.

700 yuan, split between two people, was 350 yuan each.

It was supposed to be good, but his classmate, who owed a lot of online loans, ran away, leaving Lin Zhendong with a 1000-yuan debt. The classmate had disappeared.

Sigh.

Lin Zhendong was about to pay the rent. He hadn't decided who to share the apartment with yet. He had posted on 58.com for three days, but no one had agreed.

"Hey, Dongzi, you actually took a day off?"

"I heard you were injured. Dongzi, are you okay?"

"Damn, Dongzi, you hit the jackpot. You should have extorted a few thousand yuan from the car accident."

"Do you think Dongzi is like you? Dongzi, are you okay? Do you need to see you tonight?"

...

In the "Delivery Group," everyone was concerned about Lin Zhendong's injury.

The messages made Lin Zhendong have to reply, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll rest. Don't ride too fast in the snow. The road is slippery."

In the group, everyone would chat a bit when they were bored delivering takeout. They all worked hard, so their relationships were generally good.

"Huh? What's this?"

Just as he was about to open the takeout app, Lin Zhendong was stunned. He noticed a new app on his phone.

Cosmic Order 1.

Looking at these six big characters, Lin Zhendong was confused.

What the hell?

It can't be a loan app pushed to me because I'm broke.

A few days ago, there was a hot search in Handan. A Mr. Wang borrowed 1500 yuan and installed over 200 apps, ending up owing 550,000 yuan.

Not to mention his classmate who had run away.

So, Lin Zhendong's first reaction was that it was a scam and he was about to delete it.

But just as he touched it, the app automatically opened, accompanied by a shocking message.

"Respected Mr. Lin Zhendong, congratulations on being selected as the first order taker for my planet. My planet is far from Earth, but fortunately, technology is advanced. My planet is a high-martial universe with abundant spiritual energy, where everyone cultivates and is like a dragon.

My planet has launched the 'Cosmic Order System' to various dimensions, just for entertainment. After all, as Mr. Lu Xun said, sharpening the axe does not hinder chopping wood...

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