The sky darkened, the air filled with the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects. Deep within the secluded valley, amidst the thick undergrowth, there was no trace of human presence—except for the barely alive young man lying there. His body was drenched in blood, covered in wounds from blades and swords, with not a single patch of unbroken skin left.
He couldn’t die. The young man widened his eyes, desperately clinging to the last shreds of his consciousness. The sea of blood and the hatred of his slaughtered family—the hundreds of souls waiting for him to avenge them—how could he surrender so easily? How could he die in a place like this?
But even so, what could he do? Poisoned, his meridians shattered, pushed into this desolate valley—he had long lost any hope of survival.
The sky grew darker by the moment, and within minutes, the world around him dimmed. His heart, once filled with defiance, began to grow cold. Heaven had no eyes—it seemed he wouldn’t escape this calamity today.
"Cough, cough... hey, you..."
Suddenly, a crisp voice reached his ears, like a clear stream pouring into his nearly lifeless heart.
Someone was here! His eyes shot open, and through the blood obscuring his vision, he strained to see ahead. All he could make out was the blurred figure of a woman standing beside him, dressed in strange clothing he had never seen before. Her expression was calm, as if she didn’t even notice the blood covering him. What kind of bold woman was this?
Was this a dream?
"You’re Long Aotian?"
It had to be a dream. Otherwise, how would she know his name? He let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh. Even now, he still hoped someone could save him.
"Are you Long Aotian or not, huh?"
The girl in his dream frowned, looking slightly impatient.
Fine. If this was just a dream, what did it matter if he told her? He was no longer the young master of Dragon City. Without vengeance, the name "Long Aotian" meant nothing. He took a deep breath and nodded.
"Looks like I didn’t teleport to the wrong place this time." The girl nodded in satisfaction, then turned and pulled out a booklet from behind her, handing it to him. "Here you go, Long Aotian. Your cheat item has been delivered. Please confirm receipt. Five-star reviews appreciated!"
He froze. What was a "cheat item"? Were the words of dream people always this hard to understand?
As if sensing his confusion, the girl sighed and explained, "A cheat item isn’t edible."
Huh? He hadn’t even asked if it was edible.
"But a cheat item is way more useful than food." She patted her chest proudly. "Once you master this Primordial Chaos Manual, you’ll be able to fight monsters, level up, become a martial arts master, rise as the leader of the sects, marry the most beautiful woman, and reach the pinnacle of life!"
A martial arts manual! The thing in her hands was actually an incredibly powerful cultivation manual?
"I’m running out of time, so I’ll just leave this here!" The girl placed the booklet beside him, deliberately flipping it open to a specific page, then stood up to leave.
Long Aotian focused his gaze and was shocked. The page she had opened contained a technique for gathering and refining Qi—an inner cultivation method. If he followed it, his injuries could be completely healed.
"Oh, right!" The girl, already ten steps away, suddenly turned back and pointed at a nearby pond. "The weird-looking fish in there can detoxify the poison in your body. And that strange grass next to you can repair your meridians. You’d have figured it out eventually, but I’ll just tell you now. Make sure to pick and eat more of it when you have time. Alright, bye!"
Detoxification! Meridian restoration! Long Aotian felt a storm of emotions surge in his chest. If this was true... then he really could survive. No—with this peerless manual, he might even be able to avenge the sea of blood and hatred.
"Miss!" He mustered all his strength to call out to his savior, who was about to leave. By now, he knew this wasn’t a dream—he had met a benefactor.
"Huh?" The girl turned back. "Something else?"
"May I ask... your honorable name?"
"Me?" She blinked, furrowing her brows in thought before finally answering, "I’m not important... Just think of me as... a delivery service! Alright, bye~" With that, she walked off and disappeared into the distance.
Long Aotian stared after her until she was completely out of sight, then finally looked away. Heaven had not abandoned him. Even in this dire state, he had encountered a savior. Taking a deep breath, he began practicing the inner cultivation method from the manual, his heart overflowing with gratitude.
He would recover—not just from the poison and injuries, but he would master this peerless martial art. After avenging his family, he would repay his benefactor’s kindness. He would forever remember her name: Delivery Service!
Achoo!
A hundred meters away, Shi Xia, dressed in casual clothes, suddenly felt a chill down her spine and sneezed.
Huh... something feels off?
Whatever. The mission was complete—time to go home.
She pulled out her phone from her pocket and tapped on the app marked with the character "Transmit." Sure enough, the "Submit Task" button was now lit up, accompanied by a small line of text: "Progress: 10/10." Shi Xia finally let out a sigh of relief.
Damn it, she could finally go home. Ever since being harassed by this so-called "System," she had been forcibly dragged into various worlds to deliver cheat items to protagonists. Even her phone had been forcibly installed with this rogue transmigration app. She was a perfectly rational, science-loving model youth—now she’d been turned into some kind of superstitious courier! After a whole month of deliveries, she had finally maxed out the progress bar. Once she got back, she was going to eat a jianbing to calm her nerves—with ten eggs!
"Hey, System! I’ve delivered all the packages. You can uninstall now, right?"
[Ding!]
An electronic chime sounded in her ears, followed by the crackling noise of firecrackers exploding in her mind.
[Congratulations, Player! You have achieved perfect progress and grasped the essence of serving the people. The System’s ultimate goal—cultivating a model youth with Five Virtues and Four Beauties—has been accomplished.]
Pfft! Serving the people? More like serving the protagonists. She was just a delivery girl! Jumping through all these worlds, every mission was just handing cheat items to main characters—and not even getting paid! What kind of "Five Virtues and Four Beauties" nonsense was this?! Shi Xia silently cursed in her heart.
[Please submit the final task.]
Shi Xia quickly tapped the "Submit" button on her phone.
[Task submitted. Initiating final transmission. 5, 4, 3...]
My jianbing... I’m coming!
A flash of light—and the next moment, she was no longer in that gloomy valley. Instead, she found herself in...
An even gloomier valley.
What the hell?! This wasn’t home! She definitely didn’t remember her neighborhood having a canyon or a massive forest nearby!
"System, get out here! You promised that after the deliveries, you’d happily uninstall and let me clock out! Where the hell is this place?" Don’t tell me there’s still some "express unresolved package" to deal with!
[Ding! Final transmission complete. System uninstalling: 100%... 90%... 70%... 40%...]
"Wait, send me back first before uninstalling! What kind of messed-up place is this? Why did you bring me here?!" Shi Xia panicked.
[40%……30%……20%……]
"Wait! Don’t uninstall yet—where the hell is this place?!"
[10%……5%…Uninstallation complete!]
"……" A static buzz filled her ears before silence swallowed everything.
Holy crap! It really uninstalled. They couldn’t have just dumped her here, could they? Shi Xia hastily pulled out her phone, only to confirm that even the forcibly installed "Trans-" branded malware app was gone.
Her heart sank like a stone. Seriously? This was the thanks she got?
Let’s rewind how this mess started. A month ago, she’d just gone to the supermarket to buy a bag of fish snacks for her idiot brother’s cat. The moment she stepped outside, some self-proclaimed "system" had inexplicably popped into her head, forcibly installing a navigation-like app on her phone while dumping a pile of random items into her possession—secret manuals, magical artifacts, pocket dimensions, even some sketchy "strength-enhancing pills." Then it teleported her to bizarre worlds to deliver these so-called "golden fingers" (cheat items) to protagonists. The kicker? She couldn’t uninstall the app until every last item was delivered.
To get home, she’d spent days sorting those "golden fingers" into categories before playing interdimensional courier, hand-delivering them to recipients specified by the app. After a grueling month, she’d finally cleared her inventory—now down to just that bag of fish snacks.
Shouldn’t this be the part where she fades into obscurity, mission accomplished? So why was she in this godforsaken place instead of back at the supermarket?
Could it… be because she bought the wrong brand of fish snacks?
No, no, fate couldn’t be this cruel. It had to be a minor glitch in the system’s teleportation. She had to be back on Earth—just… slightly off her home coordinates.
Shi Xia turned to survey the endless forest ahead and her signal-less phone…
Okay, maybe way off.
But this was definitely Earth! Absolutely! Look—those familiar trees, the lush green grass, the towering cliffs… all standard Earth scenery. Sure, those few unusually massive, soul-sucking carnivorous flowers were odd, but with Earth’s polluted environment, a little mutation was understandable, right?
Heh… heh heh… heh…
And then there were those guys sprinting past in ancient costumes—
Wait, ancient costumes?! Where’d these extras come from?
The men looked terrified, as if fleeing something monstrous. They didn’t even glance at her, scrambling desperately deeper into the forest until they vanished. Their panicked shouts echoed behind them:
"M-monster!"
"The monster’s coming—run!"
"Help!"
Monster? Shi Xia blinked as more "costumed" people stampeded past. There’s no such thing as monsters—she was a firm believer in science—
ROAR!
An earth-shaking bellow split the air, vibrating her eardrums. Then—BOOM!—a massive yellow figure crashed down a dozen steps ahead.
Shi Xia’s breath hitched.
That’s… one hell of a big cat.
