Nikke, something’s seriously wrong with this evacuation point! Chapter 47 47: This delivery, I’ll handle it. No need to tha

Because he had only just entered this area not long ago, Charon was still unsure whether this counted as a special situation. After all, this was the first ti he had seen a place without human mannequins, an "anomaly" whose very existence form itself felt like an error.

At this point, he felt a bit emotional. It really was like switching gas entirely, from survival tactics to survival horror… though he wasn't even sure if it counted as horror, but it was definitely an anomaly.

The very existence of this world felt strange to him.

The only good thing was that he didn't need to care too much about his life. Worst case, he could just extract early. Back in Zero Zone, learning the map had already taken him a long ti, and he couldn't even rember how many lives he had lost. So now he could explore freely without restraint.

He looked down at the electric delivery tricycle and tried to pull it out from the road. Only then did he realize it was completely fused with the asphalt, so tightly integrated that pulling it out was no different from ripping up the road itself.

So he shifted his attention to the uniform instead.

If there was a keycard or sothing like that inside the clothing, it would be a huge profit.

Any kind of keycard started at six figures in Zero Coins, and the highest could reach "perfect completion" level in the seven-figure range. Even if he didn't sell it, simply using it to open a locked room and looting more valuable items before durability ran out would already be profitable.

With that expectation, Charon carefully searched.

Tch. No keycard.

He was a bit disappointed, but not completely empty-handed.

He found a paper docunt, and surprisingly, it was written in readable text, not gibberish.

[Order ID: (blacked out)]

[Delivery Address: Zone A · Perfect Apartnt · 3rd Floor · Room 404]

[Recipient: Miss A]

[Delivery Notes (handwritten):]

"I swear this job is cursed. I walked around the 3rd floor ten tis, every room number is gibberish. I can't find Room 404 at all!

But I clearly hear sounds coming from inside… like soone crying, and like soone sharpening a knife.

Also, the building manager told : if you can't find the entrance, try knocking. But rember–

the door only opens for those who are 'going downward'."

"This is insane. It's fucking creepy. I don't want to deliver this anymore–I'm quitting!"

...

"You've successfully resigned," Charon whistled, looking at the uniform. "But… 'Perfect Apartnt'? That na is pretty arrogant."

What interested him more was why Room 404 was on the 3rd floor. But after seeing everything in this world, he imdiately accepted it. That was a minor issue at best.

...

[Sudden In-Run Mission: The Final Delivery]

[Reward: 500,000 Zero Coins]

!!!

In that instant, Charon was shocked.

Five hundred thousand?!

He took a deep breath, expression turning serious, and looked down at the tattered uniform.

"Brother… rest easy. I'll deliver this for you. No need to thank , this is what every model citizen should do."

Seems like he really needed to explore these clearly abnormal places in the future. If he kept getting missions like this, he'd get rich instantly.

Without hesitation, he accepted the mission.

...

[Mission Details]

["Dear operator, you have discovered an 'anomaly point' that does not belong to this Lost Dead City. This is a package sent one second before disaster, containing a strong 'protection' obsession from the sender. This corrupt city is attempting to 'digest' that pure intention and turn it into a monster. You must deliver it before it becos contaminated."]

[Conditions:]

[1. Wear "Delivery Uniform"]

[2. Pick up the package and go to Zone A · Perfect Apartnt · Room 404]

[3. Deliver it personally to "Miss A"]

[Failure conditions:]

[Package destroyed (Durability: 100/100)]

[Carrier dies]

[Package is opened before delivery]

[Reward:]

[500,000 Zero Coins]

Charon read the mission description three tis before finally relaxing.

No ti limit, this was either a navigation trial, a survival escort mission, or… sothing that would block his path with enemies.

The durability warning stood out, but he had no choice.

That was half a million Zero Coins. The kind of price that required rare high-tier loot to earn. And here, he could get it just by making a trip. Even if he died imdiately after delivery, the reward would still count.

So for him, this was a must-take mission. The only issue was the word "sudden", aning it was random. Once missed, he might never encounter it again.

Still, this also gave him a clear direction for mapping the area.

After accepting the mission, his minimap showed a rough direction toward the objective, buried inside the war fog.

Naturally, going there was the only option.

...

He went to the back of the tricycle and opened the cargo compartnt.

Inside was only a single package.

...

[Na: Tear-Stained Gift Box]

[Type: Mission Item]

[Rarity: White]

[A perfectly wrapped white gift box. The ribbon had not a single wrinkle. Its surface was clean, untouched by the dust of the dead city. But the mont he picked it up, a warm current flowed through his arm, driving away the surrounding cold.]

[Note: Attached card (ssy handwriting):]

["To my little (blacked out), I know you're still angry with and think I only married into this family for Dad's money. I understand all of that.

Your birthday is coming. I had this made for you. I hope you can wear it and live like a real princess–clean and beautiful.

–Love, (blacked out)"]

[Note: Cannot be stored in inventory. Must be carried at all tis.]

...

Normally, missions requiring special uniforms would put a fully geared player under pressure, since most mission-provided gear was trash.

But Charon was different, he was currently just a poor "run-and-loot" rookie with no equipnt at all. Wearing a uniform actually increased his defense slightly.

The only problem was that the delivery tricycle was stuck in the ground and couldn't be used.

He quickly changed into the courier uniform.

But just as he was about to follow the map direction forward–

the anomaly finally began.

From the mont he put on the uniform, the human mannequins that had been standing motionless began to tremble.

Then, like machines restarting, they slowly turned their bodies–

and started moving toward Charon.

...

[This corrupt city is attempting to "digest" this pure obsession.]

Only now did Charon truly understand that mission ssage.

"…So that's why there's no ti limit. You were waiting for here?"

He clicked his tongue, the crowbar appearing in his right hand, while his left arm held the box.

"But I'm taking this 500k. Even Jesus can't stop it. I said so."