I deliver food in a bizarre world

Yuanxing.

New Year 2439.

The bustling city of Jinghai in the Great Xia Kingdom.

Chen Mo rode his electric scooter, speeding through the night.

A mobile phone was mounted on the handlebars of the bicycle, and it was currently live-streaming.

The screen was covered with a dense layer of bullet comments.

[Brother Mo, what kind of exciting thing are we doing tonight?]

[Blind guess: which rich woman is he sending this late-night snack to this time!]

[Follow along!]

[Don't be so sour, with Mo's face and physique, I'd believe any rich woman would throw herself at him.]

[Come on, Brother Mo owns a huge villa! In the heart of Jinghai! What kind of guy dares to challenge him?]

[Watch out, streamer! You're about to crash into a tree!]

Chen Mo glanced at the screen and a lazy smile appeared on his lips.

Chen Mo is just 23 years old this year and graduated from Jinghai University a year ago.

He originally planned to stay at home forever and be a good-for-nothing freeloader.

As a result, he spent all his time lounging around at home, and his parents, who couldn't stand him no matter what, kicked him out and told him to find something to do.

After careful consideration, he decided to dedicate himself to the job of a food delivery driver!

He already had plenty of money at home; he was simply experiencing life and looking for material to make videos.

During his university years, he was the school's most handsome guy, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. He was good-looking, rich, and had a good physique. He had a certain number of fans on various platforms and could be considered a minor internet celebrity, with many loyal fans who admired his looks.

So he decided to livestream while delivering food, which would give viewers a glimpse into some of the difficult customers he encountered and provide some amusement for their daily grind.

The night wind made the stray hairs on his forehead flutter wildly.

"Don't worry, everyone. There's no funny script tonight, just a little experience of our late-night errand-running..."

Before he could finish speaking, his personal cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

These days, besides salespeople and delivery drivers, who else would look for him?

Chen Mo muttered to himself, gripped the brakes, and pulled over to the side of the road.

The screen is on, but no incoming call is displayed.

"Huh? Not a phone call?"

With facial recognition unlocked, his face appeared as an app icon in the center of a new page on the screen.

"What the hell? A virus?"

Chen Mo frowned. He didn't remember installing this thing.

The icon had a black background with some twisted lines outlined in dark red, making it look like an ancient book written in blood and lying open.

Below the icon is a blank space.

This app doesn't even have a name!

He instinctively wanted to uninstall it, but when he tapped the icon, it didn't budge.

Immediately afterwards, the screen went black, and a line of glaringly bright scarlet text slowly appeared.

His hand trembled, and he almost dropped it.

[Order: Night Crying Boy.]

[Items: A bowl of glutinous rice placed at the doorway, and three incense sticks stuck in the ground.]

Location: Room 404, old textile factory dormitory building, Huai'an Road.

[Note: Knock lightly three times, then more firmly. Do not respond to crying sounds from inside.]

[Time Limit: 59:47]

【award:???】

[Punishment: Randomly deprive one of your senses (24 hours)]

[Does the player wish to accept the challenge?]

Chen Mo was stunned.

His first thought was, "This must be some prank program that some guy made."

It looks quite convincing!

He turned his phone screen towards the live stream camera.

"Hey guys, look! It looks like something really scary is watching me."

Chen Mo's phone screen was pointed directly at the camera, and the audience could see it clearly.

The live chat exploded instantly.

Holy crap! This UI is amazing! Bloodstained Romance!

[The Night-Crying Child? Is it the one from the poem "The heavens are in turmoil, the earth is in turmoil, my house has a night-crying child"?]

[The old textile factory on Huai'an Road? I've heard of it! Isn't that the infamous haunted building? Nobody lives there anymore!]

[Depriving someone of their senses? That's some serious punishment, streamer! Go try it!]

[Try it and you'll die! Mo Ge, don't be a coward, just do it! Send gifts!]

Small donations started appearing on the screen.

But as Chen Mo looked at the decreasing countdown and the words "deprivation of the senses," he felt a strange chill run down his spine.

If it's a scam call, he'll just ignore it! But with this kind of thing, he really doesn't dare to do anything reckless.

He tends to keep his distance from these things...

He thought of his grandfather and maternal grandfather.

His grandfather, Chen Jiujin, was a famous paper craftsman in his hometown of western Hunan.

That craftsmanship is said to be incredibly strange; the paper figures that are made will even move on their own at night.

After he entered junior high school, his grandparents moved with the family from western Hunan to Jinghai City, and he never returned to his hometown in western Hunan.

After Grandma passed away last year, Grandpa said he missed the past, so he returned to his hometown in western Hunan.

When he was a child, he often saw his grandfather muttering incantations to those pale paper figures and horses.

This is his childhood trauma.

But after spending more time together, I stopped being afraid.

His maternal grandfather, Shen Haiyuan, was a patrolman along the coast of Fujian and Guangdong. He spent most of his time at sea and knew all sorts of strange and unusual methods for warding off evil spirits.

However, his temper is like a storm at sea, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Every winter and summer vacation, he would go to his maternal grandfather's house to play, and he saw many strange and unusual things there.

He grew up surrounded by the bizarre stories of these two old men.

So it's definitely false to say he doesn't believe it at all.

But to say he was really scared wouldn't be an exaggeration. He heard these things every day when he was a child, and he was already tired of them.

Chen Mo cursed under his breath, pondering to himself, "Should I... go and take a look?"

After thinking for a dozen seconds, he grinned at the live stream camera, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Alright, alright~~~ If the family wants to see it, let's go and meet this night-crying boy!"

"Let's go, Huai'an Road!"

The navigation destination has been readjusted and changed to the old textile factory dormitory on Huai'an Road.

Anyway, his orders are almost all delivered, there's only one last order left, and now he's just idling around since it's raining and he's not doing anything else.

He put his phone away, turned on the throttle, and the electric scooter shot off.

Huai'an Road is located in the old western part of the city, where many of the streetlights are broken, and the remaining ones are barely functioning.

He rarely comes to places like this, even when he's just taking orders.

The old streetlights cast a dim yellow light on the road, and every now and then there was a large patch of darkness.

The old textile factory's dormitory building stood alone in the darkness.

When the electric scooter's headlights shone on the wall, you could see that the white plaster on the wall was peeling off badly, with almost no intact parts, and you could even see the gray-black bricks underneath.

Most of the windows were missing their panes, like dark, gaping eyes staring intently at him.

The viewers watching the live stream were also surprised to find that Jinghai City, a bustling metropolis and one of the top cities in the entire Great Xia Kingdom, had such a hidden place tucked away in its alleyways...

Chen Mo parked the car and removed the key.

He took the phone off the camera and then retrieved the items he needed from the delivery box behind the car.

On his way there, he bought a serving of sticky rice and then went around to a small shop on the street corner that was still open and bought three sticks of the cheapest incense.

He glanced at the screen and noticed that the comments section had started scrolling wildly again.

[The atmosphere is really good! The location the streamer chose is really shabby!]

[Oh my god, is this Jinghai City? Jinghai City has places like this?]

[Brother Mo, it's not too late to run!]

Looking at this building makes me feel uneasy...

[Screenshot taken; the streamer's terrified crying emoji will be available soon.]

Chen Mo ignored the comments and looked up at the lifeless building.

Room 404...

The room number itself isn't very auspicious...

He took a deep breath, turned on the flashlight on his phone, held it high, and walked inside.