Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

"It's takeout..."

Liu Yanzhou opened a takeout box; it was steaming hot and smelled delicious.

He couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Where do the food delivery services on the Aotai Line come from?

This illusion, in terms of both visual and other aspects, is almost too real.

It's just not reasonable...

His reason and feelings were in intense conflict.

"Eat."

Perhaps what you're actually eating when you take that bite is withered grass, fallen leaves, or even stones.

But he was so hungry that he couldn't resist the temptation.

Liu Yanzhou first selected a piece of braised pork.

After two days of hunger, these large chunks of braised pork are the most tempting.

"It's still Hangzhou cuisine."

Liu Yanzhou took a bite; it was fatty but not greasy, sweet and delicious, and melted in his mouth...

"tasty."

Liu Yanzhou didn't care about anything else and just swallowed it first.

Like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, the whole box of braised pork was devoured.

Then, he picked up a piece of osmanthus cake.

It's sweet, soft, and chewy, with the aroma of osmanthus.

They ate ravenously, just like everyone else.

"Um?"

Liu Yanzhou sensed that something was wrong.

He felt something warm and comfortable inside his stomach.

I felt warm all over.

He became more lucid.

"This isn't a hallucination?"

He blinked, looking at the takeout orders and the bag of clothes in front of him.

Savoring the sweetness of the food I'm chewing, and the feeling of fullness in my stomach...

If hallucinations can reach this level, that's truly amazing.

"This...it's actually true?"

At this moment, Liu Yanzhou noticed a note at the bottom of the bag.

He quickly picked it up, glanced at it, and his body trembled.

"There is true affection and true love in the world. Strive to live on and pass on this love. — Zhao Hong'an, Jiangcheng..."

"Mr. Zhao! It's Mr. Zhao!"

Liu Yanzhou was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, these things were left behind by Mr. Zhao.

"No, these clothes weren't left by Mr. Zhao. They're all dry and soft, like they were just taken out of a shopping mall, not something that should be on the Aotai Line."

"These food items look like they were picked up from the seller by the delivery guy just ten minutes ago and delivered here."

He reached out and touched it.

Can't go wrong.

All of this food is hot.

Moreover, it doesn't look like it's been reheated; it looks like it just came out of the pot.

"An immortal! Mr. Zhao is an immortal!"

Liu Yanzhou wept with joy.

Is a celestial being saving him?

"Yes. It must be that a celestial being was passing by and heard my plea, so they came to my rescue."

"People say that the Aotai Line is mysterious. Since ancient times, too many people who have traveled the Aotai Line have been left behind here, and there are wandering ghosts."

Some say that immortals live in seclusion here.

"I never expected that I would actually encounter an immortal."

Liu Yanzhou was originally a staunch atheist.

But what we are seeing cannot be explained by science at all.

"Zhao Hong'an from Jiangcheng..."

"What does it mean that a deity left this address and name?"

"Could it be that the immortal wants me to go to Jiangcheng to find him after I leave the Aotai Line?"

Liu Yanzhou was not quite sure.

But since the immortal left his name and address, he probably wouldn't mind if the immortal came looking for him.

"Perhaps, this was intentionally left behind by the immortals, a predestined connection."

A predestined connection with the immortals...

This is something that so many people dream of.

Even Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of China, once sought to find immortals and the elixir of immortality.

Liu Yanzhou never expected that his predicament would turn into a blessing in disguise.

"I must not let down the immortal's guidance."

"I'm going to go out and find the immortal in Jiangcheng."

This is his destiny with the gods.

Liu Yanzhou's eyes were bright.

Jiangcheng.

Zhao Hongan watched as Liu Yanzhou began to change his clothes, and the image on the system panel gradually faded away.

He couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Doing a simple task makes people think I'm some kind of immortal?

It's hard to imagine how incongruous it would be if, a few days later, Liu Yanzhou came to his door and treated him like an old immortal, calling him "immortal" over and over again.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

[The rescue mission on the Aotai Line has been completed. You have received one million yuan, as well as Liu Yanzhou's gratitude.]

Zhao Hongan then received the reward for the fourth task transaction.

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My name is Zhang Jinhai. I graduated from Southwestern University of Finance and Economics. Before my downfall, I was an accountant at the Chuncheng Finance Bureau. After being scammed and embezzling public funds, I was tricked into going to northern Myanmar.

I'm not a good person, but I can't live with myself being asked to scam money from my fellow countrymen. They trained me, making me memorize those scam clichés.

Looking at those words, I knew exactly what kind of people they were targeting. I couldn't accept it emotionally, so my memorization was very poor, and I couldn't be sincere in my tone when making calls, resulting in extremely poor sales.

Those telecom fraudsters... they're inhuman. They beat me, they shocked me with stun guns. I suffered so much.

Thankfully, I survived. They thought I was useless and sold me off. During the transfer, I took advantage of the manager getting off the bus to buy betel nuts and ran away.

Gunshots rang out behind me, bullets whizzed past. I ran for my life, disappearing into alleys and plunging into woods.

A miracle happened; I don't even know how it happened, and they escaped.

The first thing I did after escaping was to go to the police station to file a report. I want those telecom fraudsters to pay the price.

They are so hateful. I can forgive them for shocking my feet, but shocking my anus is absolutely unforgivable!!!

I didn't dare ask the locals. I'd heard that they'd light up at the sight of Chinese people and kidnap them to sell to the park. Chinese people here are like walking versions of Mane (a famous Chinese comedian).

I was thirsty and hungry, and I didn't even dare to ask anyone for food or water. Dragging my exhausted and injured body, I finally found the police station.

As I excitedly walked over, intending to call the police, I saw someone coming out of the police station. Several police officers were accompanying me, and I recognized a familiar face…

My eyes widened suddenly.

I know that person.

He was a minor supervisor in the park.

He was actually chatting and laughing with the sheriff!

I don't understand the local language and don't know what they're saying, but I can tell they have a good relationship.

I was terrified. I quickly hid behind the wall and ran away.

This time, I fled directly into the mountains and forests, and didn't even dare to enter any villages or towns.

No wonder those industrial parks dare to be so brazen; they have protectors locally. I miss China so much now; I just want to go back immediately, even if it means going to jail.

The mountains of northern Myanmar stretched endlessly, and I could only roughly discern directions. I ran north, towards my homeland. Never before have I longed for my country as much as I do now.

I want to go back to China.

When I ran away, I secretly kept a cell phone. But it's long since died. I'm too scared to ask any locals to charge it... Could someone give me a power bank? I'd be willing to give them a thousand... no, three thousand yuan when I get back to China.

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