Su Xuan watched Ye Wen perform as if he had cheat codes enabled, slaying gods who stood in his way, slaying Buddhas who stood in his way! Great Majestic Heavenly Dragon! Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha! Uh... Anyway, he just felt it was freakin’ awesome! So powerful! As for himself, besides receiving some material rewards and a bit of a physical boost, it seemed that was all he got. It wasn’t that he was unsatisfied. His net worth was now ten billion, an astonishing fortune that ordinary people couldn’t amass in their entire lives! As long as he didn’t squander his wealth or intentionally purchase exorbitantly priced items, he couldn’t spend it all in a lifetime, even if he stopped delivering packages and never received another reward. But wealth, after all, was just an external possession. After watching the movie, he had a sudden realization... money wasn’t all-powerful! It wasn’t useful in every situation! Su Xuan clenched his fist, feeling the immense strength within. But this brute force was only good for bullying ordinary people. He knew absolutely nothing about fighting techniques! If he encountered a professional martial artist, like a Sanda fighter, he would probably be beaten senseless, possibly even to death! It’s just like a country. Focusing solely on economic development isn’t enough. You have to develop military power too! Only with a strong military can you prevent others from bullying or looking down on you. Without military power, no matter how developed the economy is, you’ll eventually be swallowed up by someone else! And the physical enhancement the system had provided so far simply wasn’t enough. After all, he was just one person. He couldn’t hire a legion of bodyguards to stick to him at all times. It was just like a line from another movie: "You’ll be alone eventually, won’t you?" There was also a line in the Ip Man movies: "Hanging up a sign means you’re in business, but martial arts isn’t like a fish; it can’t be bought with money." That’s right! You can’t buy martial arts with money! I need real strength! Su Xuan was now craving power. Only then could he truly protect everything he owned—his wealth and his friends! That’s why he couldn’t help but call out to the system again. "System, apart from giving me things like hotels, cars, and money, can you also give me some secret martial arts manuals, medical skills, or emergency survival techniques? Just like how you gave me superb driving skills, is that possible?" The system, after all, wasn’t human. It lacked intelligence and was more like a simple-minded robot, unable to provide a thoughtful response. But it did present Su Xuan with a panel that looked like a computer screen, displaying a line of text. "The items the Host desires belong to higher-level rewards, which require the system to be upgraded continuously." "Current Main Task Progress: 4/10." "Please complete the current stage of tasks to upgrade the system to a higher level." "Oh," Su Xuan murmured. The last time at the hotel, the system had already mentioned that it could be upgraded to let him experience a more exciting and enjoyable life. "What kind of higher-level rewards are there?" Su Xuan asked. The system provided another line of text: "The system will provide scientifically matched rewards based on the Host’s destiny trajectory. Please do not overthink. Focus on completing the current stage of tasks." Although the sentence was dry and boring, Su Xuan saw the hidden meaning within. The system will scientifically match my destiny trajectory! The potential here is huge! For example, if I were Ip Man facing the troubles from the movies, the system might reward me with the Wing Chun fist technique! If I were a Taoist priest encountering supernatural entities, the system might give me a surreal reward like Taoist immortal arts! If I were Iron Man facing Thanos, the system might give me even more advanced technology to help me defeat him! If I were a doctor... if I were an explorer... if I were... Su Xuan’s eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if he could see his own spectacular future unfolding before him. He became incredibly excited and filled with anticipation. I need to deliver packages! I have to deliver packages! I have to complete ten super delivery tasks as quickly as possible! I need to get the system to upgrade! The movie ended. Su Xuan told Su Zimo and Ye Qianqian to go shopping, while he excitedly ran back to the delivery station. In his excitement, he didn’t forget about his old classmate, Yang Xinxin. Before returning to the delivery station, he gave her a call. "Su Xuan, I’m exhausted from the flight and then that tow truck ride," she said. "I’ve checked into a hotel and plan to get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow is the day we visit Teacher Wang. Don’t forget." Yang Xinxin seemed like a completely different person. She spoke earnestly and sincerely, a stark contrast to her previously annoying self. "Oh?" Su Xuan said, surprised. "I was just about to arrange a nice hotel for you, free of charge." "Thank you, Su Xuan. I know you would have put me up in the Lycar, because it’s your hotel. I also know you’re a shareholder in Kangnai and have a billion in your bank account... Despite having such a staggering net worth, you still personally drove to the airport to pick me up and offered to arrange a hotel for me. It seems our friendship from school is real and dependable. Thank you for never changing, for not being arrogant, and for not looking down on me, your poor classmate. You, on the other hand... are just too low-profile!" Yang Xinxin deliberately emphasized the words "too low-profile." If Su Xuan hadn’t been so low-profile, she might have recognized her own foolishness sooner and not made such a fool of herself. "That’s strange, how do you know all this?" Su Xuan asked in astonishment. "And are you okay, Xin Xin?" "I’m fine. In fact, I’m better than ever," Yang Xinxin continued. "I actually kept something from you. I have a husband. When I get back, my husband and I will work hard together. Even if we can never catch up to you in this lifetime, we want to get a little closer to your level. Su Xuan, thank you for making me understand so much all at once. See you tomorrow!" After saying that, Yang Xinxin hung up. In a plain, unremarkable budget hotel, Yang Xinxin lay on the bed, more relaxed than she had ever been, and drifted off to sleep. Her thirty-thousand-yuan bag was tossed carelessly on the floor, treated no differently than the slippers beside it... Heh, now this is the Yang Xinxin I like, Su Xuan thought with a warm smile. He then rushed to the delivery station. Seeing that there was still half a day left, he loaded some parcels onto his tricycle, ready to joyfully set off on his route. "Bro Su, there’s something I want to tell you." The source of thɪs content is 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 Just then, a muscular delivery guy walked over to Su Xuan, his head hanging low. It was Niu Dalei, the one who had latched onto a wealthy woman. "Hold that thought," Su Xuan said, stepping in front of Niu Dalei. "Help me with something first." "Huh?" Niu Dalei looked up in surprise. "Bro Su, you’re so powerful. How could I possibly help you?" "You can!" Su Xuan patted his chest. "Come on, punch me. Right here. Use all your strength!" "I... I’d better not!" Niu Dalei refused, shaking his head. "Don’t worry, just hit me. I’ll be fine." "Alright then... I’m doing it." Niu Dalei took a deep breath and swung his fist toward Su Xuan’s chest. But his eyes were strangely filled with tears...