Absolute Zone Zero: Please call me the Dragon of Annihilation

Chapter 13 Tianma Freight Commission

Ming Che looked at the two dots of light on the screen, a flash of white in his yellow dragon pupils. The location of the two dots of light was reflected in his eyes, and the ghost thoughtfully displayed the names of the locations.

"Liufen Street Toy Store?" Mingche repeated these words in his mind. He clicked on the toy store's name, and Ghost quickly popped up several pictures on the screen. Mingche flipped through the photos of the toy store, taken from different angles.

Ming Che's brows raised slightly as a text appeared on the photo. "Liufen Street Toy Store, Owner: Unknown? Surface business: Selling various toys, but secretly operating as a gray market smuggler of various contraband audio equipment."

Ming Che typed, "Help me pick up a few commissions for Liufen Street on the rope net." The ghost, receiving the command, opened the rope net and began to quickly screen for commissions that met the requirements. "Three simple commissions have been selected for the host."

Ming Che clicked to view, "Commission 1: Purchase a daily newspaper at the newsstand on Liufen Street, and then deliver it to the shop at No. 14, Kunkun Road. Someone will be waiting for you there. The reward is five hundred dinars." Ming Che continued to click on the second commission, and his eyes lit up.

"Commission 2: Escort the Tianma freight truck through the hole and arrive at the ramen shop on Liufen Street on time. Requirements: Ensure that the damage to the goods is kept within 10%. Reward: 500,000 dinars."

Ghostly offered two options for each commission: a green button and a red one. Ming Che decisively pressed the green one. "Are you sure you want to accept this commission?"

The ghost popped up a confirmation prompt, and Ming Che carefully clicked on it. The ghost quickly left a message on the commission, "I accept this commission." Soon, many people appeared under the message to watch the fun.

1F: "Huh?! A newbie actually took this commission. He's really more interested in money than his life." 2F: "That's right. Newbies these days are really intimidated and don't know what empty threats are."

3F: "The name is quite good, the Dragon of Annihilation. I think it's just a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet." Ming Che ignored the ridicule of these people, put his phone aside and went to sleep.

The next day, the sun slowly rose. After Ming Che and Big Daddy told each other that they were going to do a commission, they followed the poster's instructions and went to a secluded location off Twenty-Five Street. There, they found the silver truck the client had mentioned and confirmed its location.

Ming Che quickly walked over to the truck and found the man waiting there. "Excuse me, are you from Tianma Freight?" Ming Che walked up to the man wearing Tianma Freight uniform and asked, "Are we ready to go?"

The deliveryman looked up and saw a teenager standing in front of him. He frowned and waved his hand unhappily, saying, "Go away! Go play somewhere else, kid, and don't bother me." Ming Che realized that the other party treated him like a child.

With a faint smile, he pulled out his phone and displayed his Rope Network name in front of the other person. The deliveryman raised an eyebrow in disdain, then opened his eyes in disbelief, looking Ming Che up and down. Then, half-doubtfully, he said, "You're the Rope Network agent? A child?!"

Seeing the other party's disbelief, Ming Che picked up an unwanted can on the ground. Under the other party's questioning gaze, he gently squeezed the can, and it instantly vaporized. Without even seeing the other party clearly, Ming Che extended his index finger and began to condense a fireball.

As the fireball grew larger, the temperature around it rapidly rose. Seeing the other party's shocked expression, Ming Che casually swung his hand. The basketball-sized fireball quickly slammed into the ground. "Bang!" The fireball exploded the instant it hit the ground.

The blazing flames spread outward, leaving a massive crater five meters in diameter and three meters high on the abandoned road. Ming Che smiled at the stunned deliveryman and asked, "Can we leave now?"

The deliveryman nodded stiffly, swallowed, and said tremblingly, "Okay...it's okay."

……… “Ding ding!” The Tianma Freight deliveryman, sitting in the driver's seat, handed a document to the law enforcement officer outside the cave. Ming Che sat in the passenger seat, picking at his fingers boredly. The law enforcement officer took the document and carefully checked the information on it.

After confirming the documents were in order, he handed them back, then turned and signaled the guards to lower their weapons and move aside. "Ahaha~" Ming Che yawned and rubbed his eyes. "If you're sleepy, there's coffee in the drawer."

The deliveryman glanced at Ming Che and reminded him, "Yes, it's right at your feet. Just pull it open and you can see it." Following the other party's instructions, Ming Che took out a can of coffee and looked at the picture on it with a serious expression.

"Ah~" the deliveryman sighed, reaching for the can from Mingche and opening it. "Crack! Drink it, it should taste a bit bitter." Mingche took it and brought it to his lips, taking a sip. The bitter taste made Mingche frown.

"It's so unpalatable~" Ming Che stuck out his tongue in disgust, "Haha, it's your first time drinking it, it's normal to not be used to it. In fact, I don't like the taste very much either." After the deliveryman said this, he took the coffee from Ming Che's hand, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.

Ming Che looked at the other man in confusion, thinking, "Why did you leave it in the car when you clearly don't like it?" As if understanding Ming Che's confusion, the deliveryman closed his eyes and whispered, "Alas, it can't be helped! I have to make money to support my family."

The deliveryman's casual words truly reflected the low-minded nature of these people. Hearing this, Mingche lowered his eyes, a strange feeling rising in his heart, as if something compelled him to help the man.

Ming Che quietly clenched his right hand, his eyes becoming more mature and steady than usual. "Alright, we're ready to enter the cave." After the soldiers checked the truck for contraband, the deliveryman reminded Ming Che to sit tight before starting the truck.

In a flash of white light, the truck successfully passed through the wall of the cave and entered the interior. Looking at the completely different environment outside, the deliveryman's hands on the steering wheel trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

Ming Che, sitting in the passenger seat, showed no expression. He simply rolled down the window silently and unbuckled his seatbelt. In Ming Che's eyes, the weaklings were like ants.

The truck kept driving along the dilapidated road. Perhaps because it was on the outskirts, it did not encounter any harassment from any of the Yi Hai along the way, which saved Ming Che a lot of trouble.

As the truck sped forward, the two arrived at the inner perimeter of the cavern. The collapsing houses around them passed by the windows. Ming Che withdrew his gaze from his pocket, pulled out the dragon-shaped earphones, put them on, and gently tapped the dragon's head with his index finger.

"Hello, host. Fifty meters ahead, we found several ordinary humanoid skeletons wandering on the road we must pass. They are: Apeka, Tyrfeng, and Satir." Ming Che listened to the ghost's report, his yellow dragon eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A few minutes later, the car braked sharply. The deliveryman looked in horror at Tyrfeng, who was blocking the road ahead. Apeka and Satyr were watching closely. "It's over! This is bad!" he muttered.

As if a thought had occurred to him, he glanced at Ming Che, who was standing nearby. Just as he was about to tell Ming Che to stop moving, the words faltered. Because Ming Che was still in the passenger seat, the deliveryman anxiously searched for him.

When he looked in front of the car, his pupils dilated rapidly and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Get out of there!" Ming Che, who was standing in front of the car, turned his head to look at the anxious deliveryman in the car and tilted his head to express his confusion.

Behind Mingche, Tyrfing was raising his green ether sword and slashing at Mingche's head.

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