Dream Delivery System: My Delivery Jobs Keep Changing History – CH62

Chapter 62

[Does it look good?] Back at home, Jiang Jitang selected some photos and videos and sent them to Parsons.

“A moving painting, a poem with sound.” Parsons’ reply was always prompt and gave full emotional value. Of course, this kind of beauty was only shown to certain people; at least his teammates wouldn’t appreciate it.

[Someday, I’ll take you to see it.]

Parsons read that line, a gentle warmth climbing to his brow.

Such a magical scene existed only in paintings or poetry—how could it exist in reality? Yet to have that person recite it aloud was a rare gift.

[Sure,] he replied.

“Knew he wouldn’t believe it.” Jiang Jitang lay on the sofa with his phone. “I’ll let him see it with his own eyes later. System, if I open a shop in the future, can I bring people there?”

[Yes,] the system replied concisely. [Requires points.]

Ah, a date, huh? Sure, just pay up.

“…Always asking for money (points).”

Glancing at his points, he decided to ignore it for now, lazily lying down a while.

With the presence of adorable magical beasts, it felt less like completing a task and more like receiving a spiritual massage—his entire being refreshed. Soon, Zhao Jianming called, making his mood even better.

“Mr. Jiang, a suitable shop has been found: Life Street North District in University City, 180 square meters, 6.8 meters high, already set up as two levels, giving 360 square meters of usable space. The shop is at a prime corner location, facing south, with an 8-meter-wide facade and a 5-meter pedestrian walkway, marked for temporary parking. Usage term is 40 years. Internal price: 5.5 million.”

Zhao Jianming wanted to give it for free, but Jiang Jitang had said before that he didn’t want to owe too many favors. The internal price discount was okay, but the seller had to bear the cost themselves.

‘Large area, at least 100 square meters, lively but not too crowded district, convenient temporary parking for trade, price around five million.’

Many conditions, but Zhao Jianming had checked all the stores under his parents’ name in Jin City and finally found a suitable one.

Today, he felt even closer to his “Jiang Daddy,” (a.k.a Jiang Jitang) which made him happy.

“Alright, thank you. When can we sign the contract?” Jiang Jitang had some income from healing services but couldn’t pay in full yet, so he’d need a bank loan.

Loans were fine—he was confident he could repay within a year, maybe even faster.

Sign it immediately? His ‘Jiang Daddy’ actually trusted him this much?

Zhao Jianming was deeply moved. Business was business, and buying a shop was a huge matter. Yet his ‘Jiang Daddy’ didn’t even visit it and decided in just a few days? His own parents wouldn’t dare trust him like that!

Zhao Jianming didn’t want to betray that trust: “Shall I come pick you up? We can check it together.” His ‘Jiang Daddy’ was ordinary; paying in full would strain him. He thought about interest-free loans to ease his worries.

“Sure.” Jiang Jitang nodded, completely unbothered—after all, the life and assets of their whole organization were in his hands.

They went together to view the shop.

Indeed, a prime corner. Only a hundred steps from the cinema and the mall, on the busiest pedestrian street in University City, crowded year-round.

The shop had space for floor-to-ceiling windows and doors at the front and side, very open.

The platform in front was wide—over five meters—lined with yellow-brown stone tiles and a strip of greenery. Temporary parking was marked along the greenery. The road had crosswalks and traffic lights.

Pedestrians would see the shop and enter to buy.

But Jiang Jitang didn’t need general foot traffic; his shop was for specific consumers.

He was a decisive person. Saw the shop in the afternoon, signed the contract that same afternoon. Money borrowed from Zhao Jianming—future healing fees would be deducted directly, avoiding bank interest.

After refusing Zhao Jianming’s suggestion to use a renovation team, Jiang Jitang watched him leave, standing alone in front of the shop that was nominally his.

“This is mine?”

Half a month ago, he had no memories of his previous life. Half a month later, everything changed—he became a multiverse courier, and now he even had his own shop. He was about to have a store of his own.

Only half a month? He could hardly believe it.

[This is yours,] the system’s bubble appeared. [Shall we start the business line?]

[Based on the Dream-Fulfillment Food House, start the business line. Please select business mode: automatic, manual, or hybrid.]

“Automatic.” Jiang Jitang didn’t hesitate.

Seriously, working is fun? Choosing another mode would mean checking the store after deliveries. Why not stay home with fruit salad and dramas?

“Automatic business mode—customers shop by themselves, or mechanical staff guard the store?” he asked for clarification.

[Automatic business is the ‘customer self-service’ mode.]

[We do not provide intelligent life as staff, and mechanical groups with self-evolution capabilities are also not allowed,] the system explained.

[If the host wants intelligent races to be employees, ensure a contract to protect your rights. After all,] it paused, [human hearts are fickle.]

Jiang Jitang understood. He could imagine the risks of delegating power: at best, become a tool or blood bag; at worst, undermined and replaced by ambitious partners or subordinates.

Even a system contract couldn’t protect the weak-willed psychologically.

“Then let’s start.”

Both he and the system were decisive. As soon as he spoke, the eight-meter roller door was shrouded in mist. Pedestrians seemed oblivious, looking only at Jiang Jitang, not the mist-covered door.

[Shop construction in progress, countdown: three minutes… countdown finished. Dream-Fulfillment Food House construction complete. Foolproof automatic business mode selected.]

Wow, that was fast.

Ding!
[Dream-Fulfillment Food House successfully opened locally! Special-effect cuisine mode activated. The store sells special-effect dishes usable in local infinite-dungeon worlds. Customers, enjoy.]

The mist cleared to reveal a small 4-square-meter store.

It was at the corner of the shop he bought. The facade was only two meters, with a slightly crooked plastic sign painted cheaply. Two narrow glass doors, old and worn, required manual sliding.

Inside, the cement floor and walls were gray and plain.

Even simpler were the two battle-damaged self-service vending machines, common on the street. Each had only nine slots, few goods.

Lights flickered, ready to break at any moment. There were no other furnishings; lighting relied entirely on sunlight.

[Dream-Fulfillment Food House (Main Store): Level 1, Equipment: two damaged self-service vending machines.]

[Damaged self-service vending machine: holds 9 types of food, each slot stacks 99, food stays fresh 24 hours.]

[Owner must provide goods via recipes and ingredients.]

[Shop comes with Level 1 protection and alarm system; malicious users automatically blacklisted.]

[Business hours: 9 AM to 9 PM. Each item sold earns 1 point.]

Jiang Jitang exhaled slowly. Good thing he didn’t choose another mode—standing from 9 AM to 9 PM would feel like jail.

There was more info:

[Upgrade conditions: Comfort ?30, ?10 one-star recipes, 100,000 items sold, 100 transactions.]

[Shop details available in ‘Shop Info.’]

He found the shop listed in his character info. A small 3D model appeared with text:

[Target consumers: Cube World players; others automatically filtered.]

[Goods: Owner cooks and tastes in virtual kitchen; recipes recorded. Once recorded, ingredients can create products for sale.]

[Products with special effects are star-rated; higher quality = higher star.]

[Note: Ingredient quality affects product quality; provide high-quality ingredients.]

[Level 1 protection: guards against melee and regular physical attacks; no counterattack.]

[Auto-alarm: records malicious behavior and sends alerts.]

[Blacklist: theft, destruction, abuse, disorderly behavior automatically blacklisted. Blacklisted users cannot buy items; effects do not apply.]

[Environment: Improved via decoration or items. In foolproof automatic mode, points can buy decor and furnishings.]

[Equipment: Upgrade damaged items, expand shelves, add new equipment with points.]

[Inter-world branches: Can connect using points, adding ‘Exotic Products Area.’]

Points, points, points… Jiang Jitang had no mood for this. He glanced at his points—three digits. Then at his debt—nine digits. Heart attack incoming.

This isn’t a shop—it’s a money-devouring beast!

Ding!
[Tasker has activated business mode; check-in subsystem open. Daily check-in grants random gifts; early month/year gives bonus. Start today’s check-in?” The system seemed to sense his grumble.]

“…Start check-in.” Free is free.

Ding!
[Today’s check-in complete. Tasker received ‘Dining Chair.’]

[Dining Chair: steel and plastic, foldable tray, adds +1 environment, cannot upgrade.]

Unlike the vending machines, this was non-upgradable.

He clicked to use it; a chair appeared next to a vending machine, fixed to the floor, orange, tray connected to armrest.

No pedestrian noticed the extra chair.

“Non-players can’t see it?”

[Yes, special-effect dishes ineffective on non-players. This mode persists as long as Cube World exists.]

So this was a local infinite-dungeon special-effect cuisine store? Even if it swallowed money, the potential for growth made it worth nurturing.

Looking at shelves, he couldn’t afford renovations or new equipment; the only thing he could do was increase products.

He had to enter the virtual kitchen and provide ingredients.

“This isn’t fully foolproof—still need to cook and record recipes.” Luckily, he liked cooking and had considered being a chef, so this mode suited him.

He left and headed for the limited-time afternoon market.

Shortly after, a “real-world” player noticed the quirky Dream-Fulfillment Food House:

“Huh? When did a new shop appear? Let’s see… why is there nothing inside?”