We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

Xingfuli Community is a typical old community built in the 1990s.

Lin Ye rode the nearly broken shared bicycle at breakneck speed, finally arriving at the entrance of the residential area within ten minutes.

He immediately spotted the ride-hailing driver in blue overalls, squatting by the roadside smoking, and the cardboard box next to him with an alien head printed on it.

The deliveryman took a deep drag of his cigarette, stood up, and seemed to be preparing to drag the box toward a row of Fengchao lockers next to him.

Lin Ye's heart jumped into his throat.

He jumped off the bicycle with a jolt, not even having time to lock it, and with all his might let out a shout that resounded through the sky.

"stop!!"

"Let me handle this!"

This thunderous shout was filled with pure, undisguised panic, as if the sky were about to collapse.

The deliveryman, wearing a blue SF Express uniform, had just moved the cardboard box half an inch toward the Fengchao locker when he was startled by this loud roar.

He looked up and saw a young man wearing flip-flops running towards him.

The shared bike he had left behind was still spinning in circles.

"No! Don't put it in the locker!" Lin Ye rushed forward, pointing at the locker, his face filled with lingering fear. "Brother, please have mercy! Putting it in will cost an extra 50 cents!"

Deliveryman: "..."

He looked at Lin Ye, then at the box, his eyes filled with deep confusion about the world.

Is there something wrong with this young man's head?

"Um... handsome, this box is too big to fit in the box. I was just about to take it back and deliver it tomorrow since no one was coming to pick it up." The deliveryman kindly reminded him.

"Oh, thank you for your trouble. Just leave it to me." Lin Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like he had saved 500 million.

He patted his chest, then walked to the cardboard box that was wider than his upper body, bent down, and grabbed the binding strap on the side of the box with one hand.

The deliveryman was about to say, "This thing is incredibly heavy, I'll help you lift it," but before he could even finish his sentence, he watched as Lin Ye lifted it with one hand.

The huge cardboard box, which weighed at least forty or fifty kilograms and contained foam and accessories, was lifted up by him with one hand as easily as if he were carrying a bag of cotton candy.

From beginning to end, Lin Ye's body didn't sway at all, his face didn't turn red, and he wasn't out of breath.

The deliveryman gaped, and the half-smoked cigarette he was holding fell to the ground with a "thud." He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating in the middle of the day.

"Thanks, bro." Lin Ye carried the huge box, casually tossing the empty snakeskin bag over his shoulder with his other hand, and turned to walk into the residential area.

Only the SF Express deliveryman was left standing there, bewildered in the wind.

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Meanwhile, around Xingfuli residential area.

A sanitation worker sweeping fallen leaves paused for a moment, and a miniature camera under his hat accurately transmitted the image of Lin Ye lifting a computer weighing dozens of kilograms with one hand back to the command center.

Across the street, a "repairman" pretending to inspect an air conditioner unit reported through his earpiece: "Target...target has received the package and is returning to their residence."

Inside a black sedan parked in the shade of a tree not far away, the eagle put down his binoculars and wearily rubbed his temples.

He felt that he had never experienced as much of a shock in his entire life as he had in this one hour.

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Dragon Kingdom, capital city, underground command center.

On the huge circular screen, high-definition cameras are broadcasting live footage of the entrance to Xingfuli residential community.

Chief Li and his group of staff officers, each carrying a golden star on their shoulders, watched helplessly as their "Grandmaster," who was supposed to be able to suppress the fate of the nation, became so anxious about the five-cent fee for a smart locker that he took the computer host home.

The entire command center fell into a long, deathly silence.

A full minute passed before a psychology expert with gold-rimmed glasses and gray hair finally stood up shakily, as instructed by Chief Li with a glance.

"Ahem," the expert cleared his throat, adjusted his glasses, and began his analysis in an extremely professional tone, "Sir, esteemed leaders, based on my many years of clinical experience... the target's behavioral logic exhibits an extreme, back-to-basics state."

"All his actions followed the simplest and most primitive laws of survival. For example, his obsession with money, his aversion to waste, and... the pure joy he felt when he got a new toy."

The expert pointed to the screen and saw the undisguised smile on Lin Ye's face as he walked into the dilapidated residential building.

"This suggests that his inner world may not be as complicated as we imagine. What he pursues may not be power, status, or some illusory glory."

"He seems... to really... just want to play video games."

After the expert finished speaking, he cautiously looked at Chief Li, afraid that his conclusion was too outrageous and would anger the old general.

However, instead of getting angry, Chief Li's eyes reddened slightly.

He watched the figure disappear into the corridor on the screen, let out a long sigh, his voice filled with endless emotion and admiration.

"A true master! This is a real master!"

Commander Li slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and spoke in a loud voice.

"Viewing money as dirt and power as fleeting clouds! Having witnessed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and seen through the vanity of the world, one can still maintain a childlike heart, living a secluded life in the city, solely to pursue the purest inner peace and happiness!"

"Such a state of mind! Such cultivation! We mere mortals can only look up to it in the dust!"

The staff officers around him listened with utmost respect, their eyes filled with a saintly reverence as they looked at the screen.

"Pass on my order!" Chief Li waved his hand sharply, issuing a death order that left all the technicians present speechless.

"Immediately! Right now! Contact the Information Warfare Department and the State Grid!"

"Run a dedicated military-grade fiber optic line to the building where Comrade Lin Ye is located! Also, equip him with a separate ultra-high-power substation!"

"I don't care what methods you use, absolutely! We absolutely cannot allow our guardian warrior to experience even a fraction of a second of lag or disconnection while playing games!"