The Chosen Deliveryman

Li Jinshui felt a slight sense of surprise; the young woman named Ye Mei standing before him was actually the Personnel Director.

Even if she were only the head of personnel for the Youth Training Branch Camp, her rank was not low at all. To think she would personally come to the elevator to greet a candidate for an interview?

"It seems you don't quite believe in my strength," Li Jinshui stated, pointing out the situation without the slightest hesitation.

"No, quite the contrary. We value you very much," Ye Mei's smile remained unchanged, as did the gesture of her hand, which continued to point steadily toward the corridor on the right.

"Fine, then we'll talk after the test," Li Jinshui shrugged indifferently. That was the confidence that came with strength.

Of course, he didn't truly believe what Ye Mei said about being valued.

Setting aside the fact that his own Blood Qi value was comparable to a second-rate martial artist, his mastery of stance training and entry-level martial arts were things not uncommon among students in martial arts high schools.

In his school alone, over a dozen such students emerged every year. Looking at all the high schools in Darong City, there were at least several hundred, if not thousands, each year.

For a giant with deep pockets like Daming Technology, talent was merely the threshold for an interview; it wasn't enough to warrant such high regard.

Ye Mei's actions were clearly more about scrutiny than appreciation.

Walking into the right-hand corridor, one of the walls slid open silently to both sides, revealing a spacious room.

The four walls shimmered with a cold metallic luster, embedded with numerous irregular light strips that emitted a ghostly blue glow. Various physical testing devices were placed in the center of the room, giving the whole space a distinct sci-fi feel.

"Let's start by testing your Blood Qi value," Ye Mei said, gently pushing up her glasses as she looked at Li Jinshui. The sharpness and scrutiny in her eyes became obvious.

"Alright."

Li Jinshui nodded and walked straight toward one of the Blood Qi Testers.

As the saying goes, one should always leave a margin for error in life and work; never reveal your full hand when out in the world.

He was merely an orphan who had just woken up after a two-year coma and was currently penniless.

If he were to fully unleash his Blood Qi, hitting a value comparable to a second-rate martial artist and demonstrating power that surpassed a normal martial artist, there would likely be only two outcomes.

Either he would receive more attention and training, or he might be hidden away by capital for research.

After all, the effectiveness of the potions from Datang Pharmaceuticals was inseparable from the "Drug Trial Fund" they distributed every year.

If there was a Drug Trial Fund on the surface, what else was there behind the scenes?

Li Jinshui didn't want to gamble on the morality of capital.

Regardless, as long as he could sneak into the Youth Training Camp and mooch a few meals of exotic beast meat or supplemental potions, and perhaps scrape together some money, it would be enough for him to develop and grow rapidly. There was no need to be greedy and bite off more than he could chew.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A dense series of heavy punches and kicks slammed into the target. After the violent Blood Qi force was neutralized and dissipated by the target, it was transmitted into the instrument.

Li Jinshui had only mobilized seventy percent of his Blood Qi. After throwing over twenty moves in succession, he stopped, panting heavily to show that he had given it his all.

The instrument screen flickered, and a number quickly popped up.

"Blood Qi value: 362!"

In the professional, calm smile on Ye Mei's face, there was a hint of undisguised emotion and surprise.

If a fresh college graduate had hit this number, it would be considered mediocre, not even worthy of her personal appearance.

But standing here now was a 17-year-old high school student!

A Blood Qi value of 362 meant his stance training hadn't just reached the small success stage; it had even progressed further.

"Very good, Li Jinshui. You are excellent."

Ye Mei changed how she addressed him, using his full name, which meant she had already decided to keep him in the Youth Training Camp.

"You flatter me, Director Ye. Also, the martial art I've mastered is Basic Lightness Skill, which these devices can't measure. How about I give you a quick demonstration?"

Before Li Jinshui's voice had even faded, he leaped from where he stood. His figure was like a nimble swallow, light and agile. In an instant, he turned into a blur within the room, darting back and forth twice before tapping his toes against the wall. Like a falling leaf, he drifted back to his original spot.

Entry-level Lightness Skill!

Ye Mei's eyes were now filled with appreciation. She finally picked up the folder in her hand, flipped through a few pages, and pulled out a golden sheet of paper.

"The others in the department have already clocked out. I have tentatively set your rating to Grade A. Take this notice to the receptionist you saw earlier and have her arrange a room for you. We will have a formal interview with you within two days."

After speaking, Ye Mei gestured toward the door: "Go ahead."

"You got it, Director. See you later."

Li Jinshui didn't waste any words, taking the golden notice and walking out.

Clearly, the test just now was merely this director wanting to confirm if he met the standards; it wasn't official yet.

But it didn't matter. At least there was food, a place to stay, and security here. Perfect!

The metal door closed slowly.

Ye Mei watched Li Jinshui leave, then reached up to push her glasses again, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Heh, a seventeen-year-old with small success in stance training, and he practices Lightness Skill? A perfect candidate for a delivery runner?"

The smile faded from her face as she took out her phone and tapped a few times.

"Hello? You received the data, right? He just showed up at the company out of the blue. I suspect he's a mole sent by a rival. Hurry up and check his background."

"The rival company wouldn't send someone this talented in as a mole? Ha, are you trying to make me laugh? Isn't that exactly the job you're doing right now?"

"You think I don't know? How many property managers and security captains in those high-end residential complexes do you think I interviewed back in the day?"

At this moment, Li Jinshui had already returned to the first floor and stood before the receptionist once again.

"Wow, it really is an A-grade rating!"

The receptionist's face was full of emotion as she took the notification letter.

"You're amazing. We'll be colleagues from now on. My name is Zhang Yaya; just call me Yaya."

As Zhang Yaya quickly entered Li Jinshui's permissions into the system, she said enthusiastically, "Everyone has already clocked out and gone back to the dorms to rest, or they've headed to the Martial Arts Building for extra training. Come on, let me take you to your room."

She led the way for Li Jinshui again, and they boarded the elevator.

"Li Jinshui, you might not realize this, but the Delivery Youth Training Camp doesn't even take in five A-grade recruits a year."

As the elevator ascended, Zhang Yaya explained softly, "Those who can reach A-grade at your age are basically children raised by wealthy families. Even if they aren't, they usually choose to test into prestigious universities; very few choose to become delivery riders. After all, this line of work is truly dangerous."

Hearing this, Li Jinshui finally realized the situation.

No wonder his level of strength could attract such attention. It seemed it wasn't that Daming Technology lacked talent, but that the Delivery Youth Training Camp did.

Thinking about it, it made sense. Those who could get into prestigious universities could graduate and land high-paying, low-risk jobs at major corporations.

The Delivery Youth Training Camp was designed to cultivate elite delivery riders, but at its core, it was still delivering food, which carried significant risks.

Any normal person would know how to choose.

But he wasn't normal; he was broke, and he had enemies everywhere.

"We're here. The dorms are all on the 49th floor, but since you're an A-grade trainee, you get a single room..."

Zhang Yaya stepped out of the elevator and led the way with enthusiasm.

Li Jinshui also gained a rough understanding of the building's functionality.

All the employees' work, daily life, food, and housing were arranged within this single building.

Was this to maximize work efficiency? It was terrifying; this must be the power of capital.

The Delivery Youth Training Camp occupied the 49th to 53rd floors. The 49th floor housed the dorms for trainees and instructors, the 50th floor was for senior management, and the remaining 51st to 53rd floors were designated for offices, training facilities, and the cafeteria.

Under Zhang Yaya's guidance, Li Jinshui swiped his card to open the door and stepped into his own dormitory.

He was told it was a single dorm, but upon opening the door, he discovered it was a fully-equipped high-end apartment.

Although the layout consisted of one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom, the total space was at least 80 square meters. Every piece of furniture and appliance was provided, and the air was filled with a faint, floral scent.

What caught Li Jinshui's attention most was the living room.

He took a deep breath, walked forward, and stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window that spanned the entire wall.

Looking down at the brightly lit, bustling streetscape below, which resembled a flowing galaxy of golden light, he found it beautiful and mesmerizing.

He liked this living room, looking down from above at the entirety of Rong City.

Who would have thought that before tonight, or even just a few hours ago during the day, he was being hunted down in the alleys of the outer districts, fleeing in a pathetic state?

If not for his minor success in the stance training, and if not for the fact that he had practiced light-body techniques, he might have been beaten to death in an alley by Liu Daqiang and his men long ago.

"Strength is the only ticket to having everything!"

Li Jinshui slowly clenched his fist.

He knew he was currently standing in someone else's high-rise, looking down at a prosperity that didn't belong to him.

But one day, through his own efforts, he would reach the supreme peak of martial arts and become an peerless powerhouse who possessed everything.

And all of this was just the beginning of a great legend!

Li Jinshui's gaze was like a torch, his eyes flashing with firm ambition.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Yaya: "Yaya, I haven't had dinner yet, I'm about to go into shock from hunger. I was even robbed on the way here today. Could you lend me a few tens of thousands to grab a meal?"