Appointment Time, Competing for Competition Slots
Under the bridge, beside the river channel.
Along with the rumble of heavy trucks crossing the overpass, faint bursts of thunderous noise came from beneath the bridge.
A courier was riding an electric bike toward the bridge. He was a courier from the nearby Mortal Slum.
From far away, he could still faintly hear the sounds of impacts, but by the time he arrived beneath the bridge, he saw only Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen standing opposite each other.
"Your delivery."
The young courier handed over a box. When his gaze brushed past Bai Zhenzhen, his face could not help turning red.
This high school girl was far too beautiful and refined in his eyes.
Thinking back to the prettiest girls in his middle school class and school, the young man thought to himself, A high school student is a high school student, one of heaven's favored children... Their bearing and looks are simply beyond comparison with middle school students.
But he immediately withdrew his gaze, afraid of angering her.
This was not the courier's first time delivering here. He vaguely knew that this pair of high school students often came here at night to do who knew what.
He also knew that a gang of little thugs had once occupied this area, but upon discovering that high school students frequented the place, they had simply fled.
After all, high school students... they were the cream of the crop among those who could work in the city. Ordinary mortals like them could not compare; even doing the same courier work, high school students charged far more.
Giving Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen one last envious look, the courier rode away on his electric bike.
Zhang Yu tore open the package and said to Bai