The Delivery Employee Is a Hidden Boss

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I’m the only delivery driver in a horror game. By day, I deliver food to players; by night, I deliver to grotesque bosses just getting off shift. That night, right after I finished the first order, I was stunned to find that the rest of the food—containers and cart alike—had been stolen clean. Panicked, I sobbed and messaged the customer group: “@All members. Sorry, everyone—if you placed an order, please request a refund. We’ve run into a food thief. Please don’t order for now; my delivery cart was taken too, so I can’t deliver. I’m truly very sorry!” The moment I sent it, a swarm of bosses appeared. Vô Đầu Bưu Thúc: “What? I’ve already poured the Harbin blood beer—I was just waiting for human-flesh scallion dumplings!” Khẩu Liệt Mỹ Nữ Bất Trưởng Mi: “I barely won a free blood-tea voucher, and this food thief is dead for sure!” Soái Quỷ Phát Tài: “Who stole my little spicy eye?” Binh Hảo Phạn: “The free-food thief has blocked all my disasters for me—doing my work, taking my punishment, truly…” Half an hour later, late at night after the midnight snacks had been stolen clean, the whole city was shaken and issued a kill order for the delivery thieves.