"Okay."

...

After leaving Ya Qiaoxi's tavern, Sun Hang opened his phone—by this time, he was able to log into the Dragon City Hunter Forum smoothly.

The real name of the Dragon City Hunter Forum was not this, but it borrowed a line from a poem by Wang Changling—"The moon of the Qin dynasty and the gate of the Han."

The third and fourth lines of this poem are the famous "As long as the General stays in Dragon City, Huma won't cross Yanshan."

Sure enough, Copper Fingers had already posted the task of delivering the package to Yumen on the forum.

Since this was a newly published task, the moderator pinned the post—its views today were much higher than those old and neglected tasks below.

Those tasks that had accumulated for years with scant attention usually had single-digit daily views, but this new task post, posted less than thirty minutes ago, had already surpassed four digits in views.

The views on the Hunter Forum are based on headcount, not the number of clicks. The same user clicking multiple times only counts as one view. This means in half an hour, at least over a thousand people opened this post.

However, the post's prefix remained "Task Awaiting Pickup."

Sun Hang had the mainframe help him register an anonymous account and then clicked on the post.

The description of the task content matched almost exactly what Copper Fingers had told Sun Hang and the others, and the most frequently mentioned question in the replies below was about the package's contents.

However, Copper Fingers made no replies after posting the thread, maintaining a completely "take it or leave it" attitude.

Sun Hang glanced at Copper Fingers' last online time, which was three minutes ago, indicating that Copper Fingers was not unaware of those questioning voices, but simply did not want to acknowledge them.

"Why risk so much for twenty thousand bucks," said the reply with the most likes.

"What if there are contraband items in the package? Forget about making money; if the package gets confiscated at the checkpoint, Laozi might even have to fork over money to compensate the employer's losses, hahaha."

"If you can't explain yourself, don't post a task. Also, using this post to recruit reliable teammates, I am a fourteen-year veteran Hunter, well-connected in Dragon City, have over seventy expeditions in uninhabited areas, reliable in both skills and character. Interested parties, PM me."

"So, what's in the package anyway?"

"Could it be the widely rumored meat Taishou?"

"If it really is meat Taishou, why not ship it inland but instead to Yumen? Are you nuts upstairs?"

"Watch your mouth, I just mentioned it casually; did I offend you?"

"An idiot is an idiot, stay away from me, I have antipathy toward stupidity."

"Barking again?"

"Don't be a coward, dog!"

"Barking again?"

"Don't be a coward, dog!"

...

The latter half of the post had almost devolved into a flame war between two people, while the nested replies were filled with onlookers fanning the flames, and the original content of the post was no longer discussed…

"Mainframe, help me contact Copper Fingers," Sun Hang said.

"Alright."

The ringing lasted less than three seconds before the call was answered, with a familiar voice, "Who is it?"

"We met not long ago, at that small tavern."

"It's you? If you're calling to ask about the package contents, I'm sorry, I can't disclose that." His tone was very decisive.

"No, no, I'm not concerned about what's in the package," Sun Hang said, "I just wanted to let you know I've changed my mind; I'll take this task."

"Really?"

"Do I need to joke about this?"

"Send me your dynamic Hunter code, and I'll transfer the task to you."

A moment later, Sun Hang's phone received a message indicating "Task transfer successful," from the "Dragon City Hunter Management Bureau"—in Dragon City, all task acceptance or uninhabited area exploration must be recorded with this bureau, unlike other cities where it's handled by the Mysterious Creature Research Institute.

This is mainly because there are too many freelance Hunters in Dragon City, necessitating a separate department for their management.

"The items are in a storage locker, A16, in the basement of Siming Street's department store. The unlock code is 0417," Copper Fingers said. "Alright, this task is no longer related to me. Don't contact me again for any issues… If you need the task issuer's contact information, you can approach the Hunter Management Bureau directly."

After saying this, Copper Fingers hung up immediately.

"Do you really need the twenty thousand bucks?" Candle Dragon glanced at Sun Hang and asked.

"We're heading to Yumen anyway; since it's on the way, we might as well take this task," Sun Hang said while looking at his phone, "There are still eleven days left for the task, plenty of time."

"Aren't you worried that the package could be trouble?" Candle Dragon asked.

"Since the package is in my hands, whether to open it or not is up to me," Sun Hang chuckled, "So now we'll split up; you go to find your old friends, and I'll go to Siming Street to pick up the package."

"Alright, be careful," Candle Dragon nodded, "Some have received bomb packages and virus packages before, luckily intercepted by the security checks… While these things might not harm you, it's best to be cautious."

...

...

Using a navigation app, Sun Hang found that Siming Street was not far from where he was. After taking Xue Yue through two intersections, the seven-story retro building with red bricks on the wall came into view.

Dragon City Department Store.

Sun Hang went directly to the basement. The lockers here were not for temporary luggage and parcels for mall shoppers, but rather functioned like bank safety deposit boxes, and the service was not free. Storing items in an A-grade locker cost fifty yuan per day until the items were retrieved.

"Excuse me, which locker are you retrieving from?" asked a server in a mall uniform.

"A16."

"Locker A16…" The server immediately bent down to check the computer records, "Sorry, the items in Locker A16 are quite special, requiring the accepting Hunter or mercenary for retrieval. Can you show me the proof that you've accepted this task?"

Sun Hang handed over his phone directly.

Sun Hang couldn't help but silently applaud this service in his heart—spending money certainly made a difference. With this level of security, even if the unlock code leaked, there was no worry about someone else claiming the items.

"Mr. Sun Hang… correct?" The server nodded after cross-checking a series of information, "May I have the unlock code?"

"0417," Sun Hang said.

The server immediately entered the password on the computer. However, what opened was not Locker A16 but a small drawer at the entrance.

Inside the drawer lay an intricately designed metal key.

"Oh… so the unlock code wasn't for the locker itself, but for a locker where the lock key was stored," Sun Hang muttered.

"Yes, the items in A-grade lockers are usually quite valuable and all use a composite security measure of physical keys plus digital passwords," explained the server. "Additionally, we don't offer self-service here; key safekeeping and item retrieval are handled by designated personnel."

Another server took the key and walked over to a row of safety deposit boxes, inserting the key into one of the locks.

Half a minute later, he cautiously carried a box wrapped in white cloth to Sun Hang.

"Is this the item from A16?"

"Yes, it's all here," the server said. "Would you like us to provide a security bag for you?"

"No need." Sun Hang took the box and casually stuffed it into his backpack.