Chapter 1: One-Click Recycling System

Southeast City, Fenghua Residential Complex.

Chu Yuan moved with nimble grace, quickly ascending the stairs and knocking on the door. “Ms. An, your delivery!”

Click.

The door opened!

A tall, statuesque beauty with porcelain skin and an elegant demeanor greeted him with a gentle smile.

In an instant,

Chu Yuan was captivated by her warm and approachable smile and pure aura.

Having just graduated from high school at eighteen, working summer delivery jobs for pocket money, Chu Yuan had never encountered such a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

But that wasn’t all.

The next moment…

Chu Yuan’s eyes widened in shock once more.

“An… An Ran? Could this beauty really be An Ran?”

He was stunned again!

In truth,

Chu Yuan was a traveler from another world.

He had arrived in this world just three days ago.

Until now, he hadn’t noticed anything extraordinary about this place.

Until this very moment,

he recognized An Ran—the special forces beauty,

the heavenly darling who had captivated countless men and soldiers alike.

Only then did Chu Yuan realize—

he had entered the world of “I Am a Special Forces Soldier.”

An Ran’s smile was utterly enchanting. Noticing Chu Yuan’s reaction, she seemed parched and uncomfortable, perhaps from the scorching sun outside.

With warm hospitality, she extended her slender, flawless fingers, leaving Chu Yuan no room to refuse, and pulled him inside. “Young man, it’s so hot outside. Come in and have a glass of iced water.”

“Hmm? A glass of iced water inside?”

Chu Yuan licked his dry lips in anticipation.

It was the height of summer,

the heat was unbearable,

and he was still wearing his delivery outfit—so suffocatingly hot.

If he could just have a cold drink…

It would be absolutely heavenly.

Since An Ran was so kind,

he couldn’t very well decline.

However,

the moment he stepped inside,

a sharp, chilling murderous intent flashed past him.

“What’s going on?”

Chu Yuan abruptly looked up,

immediately catching a heavy scent of blood.

Almost simultaneously,

a burly man with yellow hair, standing nearly six feet three, approached him. “Kid, you deliver food, you deliver food! Who told you to come in here?”

Chu Yuan’s expression shifted.

What on earth was happening?

How was An Ran involved with these fierce-looking thugs?

Could it be that—

An Ran had turned traitor?

Or was she on a mission?

Casting a sidelong glance around the room,

Chu Yuan noticed two men seated on the living room sofa—muscular and menacing, clearly no good.

One was older, the other even younger than the yellow-haired man before him.

Beside the sofa sat a strikingly alluring blonde woman.

Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Chu Yuan. “Oh my God! Finally, I get to see this legendary fresh-faced young man from China! Tsk tsk, his skin’s even fairer and softer than mine! Hee hee hee.”

“Natasha, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for this pretty boy?” The middle-aged man sitting center sofa smiled, lighting a cigarette with pleasure as he cast a sly glance at the blonde.

The blonde was Natasha.

Without hesitation, she nodded with two deep dimples appearing as she smiled, “To be honest, Brother Chen, I fell in love with him the moment he stepped through the door!”

The tall yellow-haired man scowled at Chu Yuan, narrowing his eyes coldly, as if ready to attack at the slightest provocation.

An Ran smiled wryly, then retrieved a glass of iced orange juice from the refrigerator. “Natasha, we’re on a mission right now. Don’t cause trouble.” Passing by the yellow-haired man, she stopped and her tone turned icy. “And you, A Sang, if you dare lay a finger on my young guest today, don’t expect to leave this room alive!”

Her words were commanding and fierce.

Chu Yuan couldn’t help but admire her courage.

Damn!

He suddenly realized—

he had stumbled right into a den of thieves!

Fortunately,

An Ran was protecting him.

Otherwise,

escaping this place alive today would have been nearly impossible.

“Hmph!” The yellow-haired man’s expression darkened at An Ran’s warning. He glared at Chu Yuan, then silently turned back to sulk on the sofa.

“Young man, delivering food is hard work. Have this juice before you go.” An Ran smiled as if nothing had happened, handing the drink to Chu Yuan.

“Thank you, An… An Jie.” Chu Yuan gratefully accepted, nearly slipping and calling her “An” by accident.

He took a large gulp of the icy orange juice, its sweet and tangy chill instantly soothing his overheated body.

He felt much calmer now.

But he understood one thing clearly—

he had to leave immediately!

Right now, he was just a powerless high school graduate.

Though he wished to fight, he was helpless.

Getting involved here would only lead to certain death.

“Goodbye, An Jie.”

Chu Yuan tried to steady himself, waving with a smile.

Then—

Natasha sashayed over, smiling coyly. “Handsome, interested in spending a beautiful evening with a gorgeous woman like me? From the moment you appeared, I knew I was already in love with you.”

Chu Yuan stared at the flirtatious Natasha, sincere but resolute.

Under normal circumstances—

faced with such a beautiful foreign woman,

he would have eagerly accepted.

But now—

one thing mattered most—

saving his life.

“Sorry, dear beauty, but I still have work to finish. I can’t keep you company.”

He rejected her outright.

Yet—

the next moment,

Chu Yuan was dumbfounded to feel Natasha’s slender arm gently rest on his shoulder.

A tremendous force surged through her arm, and before he knew it, he was being effortlessly pulled into the living room like a child.

Chu Yuan was stunned,

his face a picture of shock.

This woman had such strength?

He was utterly powerless to resist.

“Natasha, we still have a mission! Don’t cause trouble!” An Ran’s voice was anxious.

She had invited Chu Yuan in out of kindness, seeing how uncomfortable he was in the heat.

Now she feared she had endangered him.

Because only she knew the true nature of their group’s current operation.

“Zilan! Mind your own business—I know what I’m doing!” Natasha ignored An Ran’s warning.

Stopping by the bedroom door, she turned with a triumphant smile. “By the way, Zilan, if you’re interested, I wouldn’t mind sharing this handsome guy with you.”

“You…”

An Ran’s face darkened in anger.

But she knew the best course was to remain calm.

Chu Yuan was at a loss.

What kind of situation was this?

Starting off with such intensity?

“System, system! I’ve been here three days already! When will you show up?”

He silently pleaded in his mind.

“Ding dong~ God-level backpack system activated!”

“Congratulations, host, you are now the sole owner of the God-level backpack system!”

Suddenly,

a crisp system prompt rang in his mind.

Immediately,

a virtual backpack interface appeared before Chu Yuan’s eyes.