Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Super Express Delivery #6_1
CREAK!
The door opened to reveal a balding man in his forties standing in the doorway.
"Thanks for your hard work." As soon as the man saw the large package Su Xuan had placed at his feet, his eyes lit up, and he exuded an intense, virile aura.
He then said with great concern, "This package is especially valuable. Don’t just put it on the ground like that. What if the... treasure inside catches a cold?"
It’s a hot day, and he’s worried about it catching a cold?
Su Xuan shrugged, picked up the package, and had the man sign for it. But when he handed the package over, something unexpected happened.
RIP!
The doorknob tore a gash in the packaging!
"How could you be so careless, delivery boy!" the man panicked. "My treasure is worth more than ten thousand bucks! It was custom-made by the manufacturer! If it’s broken, could you afford to pay for it?"
He snatched the signed delivery slip from Su Xuan’s hand and insisted on inspecting the goods.
"Fine, let’s check it," Su Xuan said with a helpless sigh.
The man opened the package and carefully lifted out a "little girl." She was wrapped in a transparent plastic bag and had long, straight black hair, big eyes, and smooth, tender skin. Dressed in a schoolgirl uniform, she looked even more pure and adorable than a real person.
"This was custom-made to look like Yua Mikami! She’s just as beautiful as I’d hoped! Her figure is absolutely stunning! It even has a built-in heating function, artificial intelligence voice, and ten-speed vibration adjustment..."
The man was instantly captivated, mumbling to himself as if he had completely forgotten Su Xuan was standing right beside him.
Su Xuan casually glanced into the man’s apartment, his mouth falling slightly open in surprise. On the living room sofa sat a row of other "little girls." They looked very much like Satomi Ishihara, Risa Tachibana, Anri Okita, Ameri Ichinose, and Nozomi Kitano. They sat there silently, all uniformly dressed in schoolgirl outfits, each with a different expression. Some seemed to be daydreaming, some watching TV, and others muttering to themselves. The scene gave off an indescribably eerie feeling.
Oh, this man must be a teacher!
Su Xuan then spotted a piece of calligraphy on the living room wall that read: The role of a teacher is to impart the Way, bestow knowledge, and resolve doubts.
"What are you looking at?" the man demanded, turning to scold Su Xuan. He had finished inspecting the Yua Mikami doll and, finding no damage, breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you laughing at me?"
"No," Su Xuan shook his head. "Everyone has their preferences. As long as you don’t hurt others, no one has the right to point fingers at you."
"Huh?" The man was taken aback by Su Xuan’s words. Su Xuan was the first person to see his special hobby and speak to him so calmly.
"Young man," the man said, "could it be that you also enjoy collecting these?"
"Nope," Su Xuan replied.
"I don’t believe you!"
"..."
Although the delivery was complete and Su Xuan intended to leave, he couldn’t help but look at the calligraphy on the wall and say, "Sir, it’s normal to have a hobby like this, but don’t get too obsessed. Don’t let a moment of madness lead you to harm your students."
He wasn’t just talking nonsense. There were frequent news reports about teachers preying on female students, and even male students. Whenever he saw such news, he would curse angrily.
A role model for others! A wolf in sheep’s clothing!
"I won’t," the man said, not getting angry. He tacitly admitted to being a teacher and continued with a hint of sadness, "I’ve been divorced for many years, so it’s natural to have certain needs. But I know my profession is sacred; I’d never lay a hand on my students. I treat them all very well and often teach them how to protect themselves. I have a daughter, too. It’s just a shame that after the divorce, she moved abroad with her mother. I haven’t seen her in years..."
"Well, I wish you a happy life," Su Xuan said, turning to leave.
Suddenly, the man grabbed his arm. "You really don’t have this hobby?"
Su Xuan shook his head. "Really, I don’t."
"What a shame," the man said with regret. "If you did, we could exchange experiences... It gets lonely by yourself. It’s always more fun to play together."
RING! RING!
Just then, Su Xuan’s phone rang. It was a video call from Alice on WeChat.
Why is Alice calling me now?
Su Xuan answered the call, and Alice’s face—blond hair and blue eyes—appeared on the screen. She was silent and motionless, her expression somewhat cold.
The man sneaked a peek and was stunned, completely misinterpreting the situation. He mistook Alice for a doll. A look of intense envy appeared on his face as he said wistfully to Su Xuan, "And here you were, saying you didn’t have this hobby. Yours can even do WeChat video calls! She’s so beautiful and lifelike..."
"Shh!" Su Xuan silenced him. Then, he asked Alice, "I’m in the middle of a delivery. Why are you calling?"
"Why is there another person living at our place? And a pretty woman, at that!" Alice demanded.
"That’s my Senior Sister. Her father is hospitalized at Kangnai, so she’s staying at our place for three days."
Upon hearing Su Xuan say "our place," Alice felt an inexplicable warmth spread through her heart, and she couldn’t help but recall the events of the previous night. Her tone softened. "Su Xuan, as long as she’s a proper friend, staying for a few days is no problem."
"Thanks for understanding."
"Um... could you stop working and take me shopping? I want to buy some clothes."
"No way. I’m counting on this job to get rich. Goodbye!"
Then, ignoring Alice’s puzzled expression, he hung up. Alice genuinely couldn’t understand. How could Su Xuan, who had just bought a mansion worth over a billion, still be counting on delivering packages to get rich?
At that moment, the man said to Su Xuan, "So, she’s a real person?"
Su Xuan shrugged. "Of course she is!"
"You’re so lucky, to have a real person..."
"Uh..." Su Xuan was a bit flustered, not knowing how to respond. He hurriedly left the man’s apartment.
As he walked down the stairs, he had a strong premonition: Today was going to be his lucky day! This first delivery had to be a super package!
Sure enough, as he exited the building and walked over to his tricycle, a system notification sounded in his mind.
"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for completing a super delivery!"
"You have been rewarded with 28% of the shares in the world-class luxury brand Caranda, making you the second-largest shareholder!"
"First Stage Mission Progress: 6/10."
Caranda? A world-class luxury brand?
Not knowing much about luxury goods, Su Xuan quickly pulled out his phone to look it up. He couldn’t help but gasp repeatedly.
I’ve struck it rich!