Chapter 18 Deliveryman (18)
"DeadMe Delivery warmly reminds you, your delivery time is 30 seconds..."
The phone kept broadcasting.
Bai Ye looked up and saw there were still 20 floors left; it was hopeless.
The milk tea in my arms is gone.
If customers don't receive their food delivery, they'll definitely leave a bad review.
The employee order-taking guidelines don't specify how much will be deducted for negative reviews. They only state the requirements of five-star reviews and on-time delivery.
Does this mean that negative reviews are not allowed at all?
Bai Ye's heart grew colder with each passing night. If, if only—
A five-star review deducts health points, not money...
Bai Ye looked up and gazed upwards, then the next second, "whoosh—"
He ran away, leaving a trail of afterimages.
My hand almost snagged the bag; I was about to get it when, in the blink of an eye, the bag was gone.
The person is gone too.
The hand bones hovered in mid-air, seemingly frozen for a couple of seconds.
I still can't figure out why the delivery guy went crazy.
Coming to his senses, the hand bone continued to float in the direction where Bai Ye had disappeared, drifting out of the stairwell and into the corridor of apartment 8004.
At this moment, Bai Ye was listening to the order delivery countdown on his phone while banging on the door.
8004, the last customer I delivered food to was a beautiful and kind girl.
"Ms. Ruan, Ms. Ruan?"
"Ms. Ruan, I know you're home. Please open the door, please, help me!"
"Ms. Ruan, Ms. Ruan!"
Suddenly, a pair of eyes popped out of the peephole, hanging stickily.
A faint smell of blood wafted by in the wind.
"Is...is something the matter?"
It was still a soft, timid voice.
Bai Ye was prepared; as soon as the hand reached out, he grabbed it and earnestly begged for help.
But now?
Looking at those red, sticky, bloodshot eyes, I suddenly didn't know how to hold them.
The eyes should be kept in their sockets; they're not suitable for handshakes or hugs.
So he had no choice but to shamelessly ask, "Ms. Ruan, my takeout is going to be late in a dozen seconds, could you please send it to the 100th floor for me?"
"100 floors?"
"Yes, just send me up there in a flash. I can pay you; I'll give you a delivery fee. I don't need the money for this order; I'll give you the whole thing, okay?"
"DeadMe Delivery warmly reminds you, your delivery time is 5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds..."
Bai Ye's only hope was shattered, and he lowered his head, ready to accept his fate's harsh judgment.
However, the next second, a girl's gentle, heavenly voice was heard, "We're here."
When I opened my eyes, I saw it was right in front of the door of apartment 10003.
Bai Ye immediately placed the form at the door and then took a picture.
At the same time, a notification sounded on the phone: "Deadme's food delivery has been delivered on time. We await customer feedback and will process the payment shortly."
A tone of reluctance.
Bai Ye was delighted, and in her extreme joy, she began to hum a tune.
Then, as if remembering something, she rang the doorbell. "Ms. Tao Zhizhi, is this Ms. Tao Zhizhi? Your takeout has arrived. Are you home?"
There were clattering footsteps inside the door, and a moment later, the door opened.
An ordinary-looking girl stood at the door, picked up the bag, glanced at it, and then nodded.
"It's my mango pomelo sago dessert. I remember the elevator was broken, but you delivered it to me in no time. You're fast!"
Bai Ye apologized, "Thanks to my friend's help, I hope you enjoy your delivery. By the way, Ms. Tao, if possible, could you please give me a five-star review?"
"It depends on my mood."
A girl named Tao Zhizhi took a bag and went inside, then closed the door again.
Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the other party's tone, they were not angry. So even if there was no five-star review, they wouldn't give a bad review.
It's at least a 50% chance.
"Thank you so much, Ms. Ruan, you're amazing! You completed my takeout order in the blink of an eye, it was like a divine intervention..."
Bai Ye kept talking to the pair of eyes that had followed her, expressing endless gratitude.
His eyes became increasingly red and moist, and finally started to bleed.
Tick-tock—tick-tock—
Large drops of blood splattered down the corridor, in shades of light red, pink, and dark red, creating a patchwork of colors.
Bai Ye was immediately frightened.
The eyeballs froze for a second, and the bleeding accelerated even further.
Bai Ye came to her senses, at a loss, and flustered.
"Ms. Ruan, did I say something wrong? Please, don't bleed!"
"Go ahead and wipe yourself. I'll give you some paper. Oh, I don't have any paper. I don't have any on me."
"If you don't mind, my clothes are alright, would you like me to wipe them?"
Bai Ye held up a corner of her relatively clean clothes, extremely nervous, looking at the pair of blood-red eyes in front of her.
The eyeballs didn't move, nor were they wiped, but finally the bleeding stopped.
"Aren't you scared?"
"You're a good person, don't be afraid."
When the eerie creature approaches, Bai Ye can sense changes in the surrounding temperature. When the eerie creature is malicious, the temperature changes will be more drastic, and even cause the body to instinctively feel fear.
Just like that hand bone in the stairwell—
"That hand!"
Bai Ye exclaimed in surprise.
His eyes darted around, seemingly puzzled.
Bai Ye pointed to the stairwell, gesturing with both hands to describe the situation he had encountered earlier, "I made a bet with it, I almost lost, but I won again now, is it cheating?"
The competition is over.
But the hand was nowhere to be seen.
Finally, Eyeball accompanied Bai Ye down the stairs, escorting him down.
The reason given was fear of encountering danger again.
As Bai Ye walked, he felt more and more relaxed, and the more he walked, the more he wanted to laugh. Finally, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What's wrong?" The voice was still very soft.
Bai Ye continued walking downstairs, explaining, "Ms. Ruan, you seem to be a very kind and warm-hearted person. Just because I encountered that hand, you offered to walk me downstairs. Aren't you afraid I might harm you?"
"You can't hurt me." Her eyes twitched in front of Bai Ye.
Bai Ye nodded, looking at the bloodshot eyes, and found them rather cute.
"You're right, I can't hurt you, but you still need to be careful in your world. Hmm, will your kind hurt you?"
Eyeball thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know, but people can hurt me."
"people?"
“People like you, and people who are not like you, they have weapons, and they specialize in killing us.”
He's a pro player!
Bai Ye's first thought was this. The image that came to mind, besides making money to level up to level two and get a big sword, was that blurry face that had passed by him that time.
For advanced players, equipped with weapons, the eerie nature becomes virtually impossible to hide.
"They hurt you?"
"No, but I've seen it. It's a bit scary, and I don't dare to go out at night anymore."
The strange creature is active frequently throughout the world, day and night, but its power only increases at night.
The pair of eyes following Bai Ye at this moment, though strange, were afraid to go out at night.
"Actually, I don't go out much during the day. It's very safe inside the house, so I just stay inside."
She paused, then her eyes darted around quickly, as if she were very shy. "I order takeout once a day. I really eat very little. The delivery guys and girls seem really scared. When they see me take out takeout, their faces turn pale."
white night:"……"
With a hand suddenly appearing out of nowhere, how could any player not be afraid?
However, such a simple weirdness, ignoring its structure, doesn't seem to have anything to be afraid of?
"When do you usually order takeout? If possible, I'll try to accept your order around that time, and I'll definitely deliver it on time."
"Noon, I only eat lunch at noon, thank you, thank you, sir."
Climbing from the 1st floor to the 100th floor was tiring and frightening.
Walking from the 100th floor to the 1st floor was pleasant and relaxing.
Bai Ye was startled awake when she heard the repairman's voice; she had already come downstairs.
“Ruan—”
He turned to speak again, but the flickering blood-red eyes were nowhere to be seen.
But he had a feeling that the other party was definitely hiding in the shadows and hadn't left yet.
So he waved to the dark stairwell and said "Goodbye".
Stepping out of the stairwell, the sunlight was blinding.
Bai Ye raised his arm to shield himself, but those around him gasped in surprise.
"Oh my god! What happened?"
"Why is there so much blood? Did you fall or something?"
The two repairmen stared at Bai Ye. On his pure white T-shirt, there were patches of blood. Some of the bloodstains were thick, almost dark red to black, while others were light and had been blurred by water.
In short, there wasn't a single spot on the front of the clothes that was intact.
"My God!"
Another gasp of surprise.
Bai Ye's shoulder was grabbed, and the repairman who was closer pulled him back, pointing to his back, "Where did this bloody handprint come from, kid? Did you stumble upon a crime scene?"
A bloody palm print?
Bai Ye walked to the standing mirror next to him, turned to the side, and sure enough, saw a blood-red palm print.
The palm print was positioned directly on his back.
With just one claw, it can rip out a heart from behind.
Bai Ye fell silent, wondering who had left the palm print.
Is it that hand bone, or...?
"There was someone renovating upstairs, and the painter accidentally bumped into it," Bai Ye explained casually.
The repairman was a little skeptical; who paints like that?
But Bai Ye didn't explain. He quickly left Building 13. Just as he stepped out of Fenyang Community, a new order came in on his phone.
"DeadMe Delivery warmly reminds you that you have a new order that has been accepted. Please check it."
"DeadMe Delivery warmly reminds you that you have a new delivery order accepted. Please check it."
Um?
How can there be two orders at the same time?
He delivers food and runs errands.
I opened my phone, and two messages popped up at the same time.
[DeadMe Delivery: Five-Spice Roasted Chicken, 1 serving, NT$88]
[Address: Unit 1, Building 1, Yongquan Residential Area, Mr. Fan]
[Dead Me Delivery: Funeral Waiting - 1 person - 2000 yuan]
[Address: Unit 1, Building 1, Yongquan Residential Area, Mr. Fan]
Bai Ye stared at the two forms, both for the same address.
So, is the Mr. Fan above and the Mr. Fan below the same person?
The order has already been dispatched; cancellation is not possible.
Even Bai Ye herself never considered canceling the order.
2000! I've never seen such a big order before.
Bai Ye picked up the roast chicken from the merchant and drove towards Yongquan Community. While waiting at a traffic light, he suddenly realized something.
Mourning, this job requires crying, you have to cry!
Suddenly, long-buried memories were unlocked, and Bai Ye recalled the scene of her grandfather's death during her middle school years.
As the youngest grandson, he spent almost the entire night keeping vigil in the main hall.
In the center of the hall, yellow curtains hung down, arranged in rows. When the wind blew at night, the curtains would flutter gently, revealing a corner of the coffin behind them.
In front of the hall, there was a square table covered with offerings. At the front was a black and white portrait, which his grandfather had specially taken before his death.
In front of the octagonal table, incense burned continuously. His elders had assigned him the task of guarding the incense and making sure it didn't go out halfway.
"Xiao Tian, you held out. Stay with your grandfather tonight."
Bai Ye moved a stool and sat in front of the incense burner, watching the incense smoke rise and swirl in the air. A gust of wind blew by, and the smoke dispersed and disappeared without a trace.
People were coming and going at the entrance, occasionally bowing to the black and white portrait and then crying.
Bai Ye chewed on an apple, her eyes blinking, clean and clear.
"Why isn't this brat crying?"
All night long, you could hear the adults muttering this.
Even on the day after the funeral, Bai Ye did not cry; in fact, she was all smiles.
He was scolded, then out of sight, out of mind, and shoved into the car.
"Hold your grandfather's photo frame and sit in the front row."
From the door of his house to the village entrance, Bai Ye enjoyed the convenience of being the only one who rode in a car.
I won't cry, I absolutely won't cry.
Bai Ye had a headache and was pulling at his hair. "Damn it, I didn't even cry when my own grandfather passed away, how am I supposed to cry at a stranger's funeral?"
"Sigh, I'm definitely not going to make any money from this, I might as well give up."
Bai Ye was very self-aware; he knew he couldn't do the job, so he proactively cancelled the order.
Then, the phone stopped responding completely, as if it were dead.
"Strange? Strange? I'm canceling my order, I'm quitting."
At worst, they'll deduct money; that's better than losing health points if something goes wrong halfway through.
"Deadly Order Delivery Reminder: Orders cannot be cancelled while multiple orders are being accepted. Please hurry and complete your tasks on time."
white night:"……"
Great, very nice, but I've triggered a new rule again.
That's utter nonsense, it's like a stone mill in a workshop, it only moves when you push it.
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