Infinite: Super Multiverse Takeout System

"The descendant of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, Sam's great-grandfather, Witwicky, has encountered a blizzard. He is suffering from hunger and cold, and his life is in danger. He urgently needs a delivery to replenish his strength. Do you accept it now?"    

Accept, decisively accept!    

Zhao Shi came to the Heavenly Horse Mecha Development for this order.    

"Xiao Qing, thank you. You have really helped me a lot!"    

Zhao Shi went up and gave Xiao Qing a bear hug. He held Xiao Qing in his arms, then turned around and left.    

"I have urgent matters to attend to. I will be back soon!"    

All the girls were left dumbfounded.    

"Does Zhao Shi really like this figurine?"    

Zhang Zhan took out a notebook from his bag and started to record Zhao Shi's preferences. He was even more serious than when he was in class.    

The passers-by's eyes were filled with shock.    

"It's fine to be a gigolo, but when you come up, you forcefully hug other girls, you are a beast among beasts!"    

"He left after hugging her. Could this be the highest realm of flirting? Capturing and controlling?"    

Xiao Qing was a little surprised, but she did not resist. Zhao Shi could be said to be the second parent of the sisters. Not to mention hugging him, he could even give his body to him. It was just that Zhao Shi previously... Could it be that he was intermittently slutty?    

"Beep! Food: [Pig's Heart Soup Set] It has automatically been generated in the delivery box..."    

"Beep! Beep! The Multiverse Tunnel will open in a few seconds..."    

Along with the system notification, Zhao Shi had turned into a yellow Flash Lightning and turned into an empty alley.    

The purple-blue vortex was right in front of him, and he crashed into it.    

"It's so cold!"    

A bone-piercing chill struck him, but the Qi of Arctic Occean in Zhao Shi's body circulated rapidly, and he quickly adapted to the cold.    

"Is this the Arctic?"    

This was Zhao Shi's first time coming to the Arctic, so he couldn't help but feel a little curious.    

Taking a deep breath of the cold air, Zhao Shi noticed a storm in the distance.    

Without a doubt, his client, Witwicky, was deeply trapped in it.    

Speaking of Witwicky, Zhao Shi couldn't help but think of Sam and his beautiful girlfriend. He had once delivered food to Sam, and now he had come to deliver food to his great-grandfather. This was a wonderful feeling.    

Sighing slightly, Zhao Shi rode the electromobile and rushed towards the storm.    

If the locals or the surveying personnel in the North Pole saw this scene, they would definitely find it unbelievable.    

One. A young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt was actually riding an electric scooter on the Arctic Iceland.    

It had to be known that the faster one moved, the faster the heat would be lost.    

Such an action was no different from courting death for ordinary people.    

Furthermore, Zhao Shi was heading towards a raging blizzard, which was even more absurd.    

...    

Witwicky was an old explorer.    

Unfortunately, he encountered a deadly blizzard.    

"It seems like I have no hope."    

Witwicky was thirsty and thirsty, and his body temperature was constantly decreasing.    

He had already lost his way in this dark blizzard.    

"It would be great if I could have a bowl of hot soup at this time."    

Witwicky could not help but sigh, but this was a very dangerous signal. It meant that he was thinking too much. In this blizzard, where could he find a bowl of hot soup?    

"God, I will never see my great-grandson Sam again. Now I only hope that he can grow up safely."    

Witwicky could not take it anymore and fell into the snow.    

When the oil lamp ran out, he was at the end of his life.    

Witwicky prayed for his favorite grandson.    

"This is... light!?"    

Suddenly, Witwicky saw light in front of him.    

"Could it be God?! Or am I hallucinating?"    

Witwicky believed the latter even more.    

"I found it!"    

In the light, an electric car appeared in front of Witwicky.    

The young man who got out of the car wore a casual shirt and had a friendly smile on his face.    

"Sam's great-grandfather, are you okay? Your delivery has arrived."    

Witwicky felt that he must be dreaming.    

Delivery? This was the North Pole! How could there be someone delivering take-out!    

And the one delivering the takeout was an Asian. What was even more ridiculous was that he was actually wearing a short-sleeved shirt!    

Until Zhao Shi helped Witwicky to the backseat of the car, Witwicky still had a dumbfounded look on his face.    

"I'll take you out first."    

Zhao Shi injected some inner energy into Witwicky to prevent this old man from dying midway.    

As Zhao Shi inserted the inner energy, Witwicky instantly felt like he had arrived in a greenhouse.    

The cold qi in his body was like a smile of ice and snow. His entire person became refreshed, and even the old ailment of his joints no longer acted up.    

"This, I have never felt so good before. Could it be that this is the legendary afterglow?"    

Witwicky firmly believed that he was still in an illusion.    

His condition had improved, and it was only Supernatural State.    

The so-called reflection of the past was a medical phenomenon.    

It was said that critical patients would be in a very good condition for a period of time before they died. They could even talk and laugh. However, after this period of time, it was equivalent to announcing their death. This kind of phenomenon was also applicable to people who were on the verge of death.    

"Stop nagging, this isn't an illusion."    

Hearing Witwicky's nagging, Zhao Shi did not know whether to laugh or cry.    

Soon, he brought Witwicky out of the blizzard.    

"Eh? That's..."    

Witwicky was indeed an explorer. At this time, he could still notice that there was something wrong with the snow not far away, as if it had formed an underground ice cave.    

"Can you take me there?"    

Witwicky excitedly pointed at that place.    

"Of course. Customers are above all else."    

Zhao Shi brought Witwicky to the snow and entered the cave through the hole.    

Once they entered the underground space, the temperature became much friendlier.    

This was similar to the principle of the basement. It was warm in the winter and cool in the summer.    

After all, it was an external source. The inner energy that Zhao Shi lost to Witwicky had almost run out of effectiveness.    

Witwicky sat on the ice wall tiredly, breathing heavily.    

At this moment, Zhao Shi took out the pork heart soup set meal from the trunk of the electromobile.    

The so-called pork heart soup set meal was very common in Sand County.    

It was roughly divided into two parts. The first part was the soup, the pig heart and the soup brewed from herbs.    

The other part was rice. There were pickled vegetables, dried bean curd, braised eggs, and shredded pork.    

"This, this is!"    

Witwicky's eyes almost popped out when he saw Zhao Shi bring out the pig-heart soup set of rice.    

There was no equipment and no fire.    

Where did this strange young man in front of him get this hot food from?    

As expected, he was still in an illusion.    

Even though he felt that it was all an illusion, Witwicky still couldn't help but move his index finger and swallow his saliva.    

"Eat it. Speaking of which, your great-grandson, Sam and I can be considered friends."    

Zhao Shi smiled and handed the pork heart soup set meal to Witwicky.    

The pork heart soup was steaming hot and the soup was crystal clear. There were slices of pork heart inside, and there were some medicinal herbs floating around.    

It looked very nutritious.    

"The soup made from pig's internal organs! Can it taste good?!"    

As a foreigner, Witwicky had never seen such a method before. At this moment, he couldn't help but doubt it.    

However, he had a straight mouth and was holding a spoon. He shakily scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth.    

Slurp!    

Under such a low temperature environment, the scalding hot soup entered his mouth at just the right time.    

It was slightly salty and fresh. It also carried the unique fragrance of the medicinal herbs and the pig's heart.    

This mouthful of soup quickly turned into a warm current that surged through Witwicky's limbs and bones!    

"Wah! The Twisted Ragud! "    

Witwicky laughed heartily and could not help but give a thumbs up.    

He had never thought that the soup made of pig's internal organs would be so delicious. It even had a refreshing power.    

Even if everything in front of him was an illusion.    

To be able to drink such a delicious hot soup before death, he had no regrets!