From Delivery Guy to the Richest Man: Infinite Luck System

03. System Activation

“Ken, where are you?” the voice on the other end sounded impatient. “That last order has a problem. The customer complained.”

Ken opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

“Listen, I don’t want to drag this out,” the voice continued. “Your rating has already dropped. And after this incident… we can’t continue. Starting today, you don’t need to take orders anymore.”

The call ended before he could say a single word.

Ken still held his phone in silence, the screen slowly dimming.

On that quiet street, he didn’t know how long he sat there.

He took a slow breath, but his ribs immediately protested.

“Ha…” his breath cut halfway, turning into a short, dry laugh.

Just a few hours ago, he was still thinking about a nice dinner with his girlfriend. Now… Ken lowered his head, staring at his dirty palm.

He reached for his phone again.

The screen lit up briefly, showing the last call notification from the office that had already ended. There were no other messages. No one was looking for him.

In this city, he had no one except Lizzy. Five years ago, they ran away from that small town to come here together to chase their dreams, but in the end, only he held on to that dream.

Meanwhile, Lizzy had probably long forgotten their original goal and chose an easier path.

Ken stared at the screen for a few seconds, then laughed softly.

“There’s really nothing left, huh…”

In one night, everything was gone from him.

Ken tilted his head back, staring at the sky covered by city lights.

“If I’m going to fall…” he muttered quietly, “might as well just take my life.”

Of course, nothing answered him. He closed his eyes in despair.

Ding.

The small sound was like a phone notification, faintly heard.

Ken opened his eyes, frowning. His phone was still silent in his hand, the screen off, and there wasn’t a single notification.

But something felt different. As if there was a thin layer in front of his vision.

Ken blinked repeatedly.

Something appeared. Not exactly in the air, not on his phone screen either. More like it was attached directly to his vision.

Thin and clear text, too clear to be called a shadow.

[Synchronization detected]

Ken didn’t move immediately. His breath hitched slightly.

“What…”

His voice was soft, uncertain.

The text didn’t disappear and followed his gaze. Ken turned his head to the side, and the text followed, right in front of his eyes.

His heart beat faster. Did he have a serious illness?

“What’s… happening to me…”

Before he could finish, the text changed.

[Host condition: unstable]

[Life status: critical]

Ken froze.

“Host…?”

The word wasn’t unfamiliar, yet somehow it felt strange.

He raised his hand into the air, trying to touch the text. There was nothing but empty air, yet the text remained.

Ken swallowed, his mind trying to find an explanation.

Hallucination.

Effect of the beating.

Fatigue.

Whatever it was, there should be a limit.

Ken closed his eyes again, took a breath, then opened them.

The text was still there, unchanged.

The night wind blew softly. The pain in his body was still real. The cold on his skin was also real.

If this was a dream, it should have ended.

Ken looked at the text again.

“…If it’s not a dream,” he muttered softly, “then what is this?”

As if answering, the text blinked once, then changed.

[System initializing…]

Ken stared at it without blinking.

[Synchronization complete]

There was a subtle sensation in his head. Not painful, but not comfortable either. It just felt like something “clicked.”

Like a part that was empty before was now filled.

The transparent screen became neater and clearer.

[Welcome, Ken]

[System: Infinite Luck System]

Ken frowned.

“Luck…? System…?”

The next line appeared.

[Basic functions unlocked]

[First mission available]

[Mission: Complete 1 delivery]

[Status: Not started]

Ken stared at it for a long moment before letting out a low, bitter chuckle.

“…Delivery? I just got fired.”

The text changed, as if correcting him.

[Mission requirement: Successful delivery to any customer]

[Not bound to platform]

Ken looked toward the delivery bag lying on the ground, dirty and neglected. Just like himself.

Then a new line appeared.

[Reward: 1x Lucky Draw]

[Bonus: Basic condition recovery (limited)]

Ken frowned. Before he could process it, something in his body changed very subtly.

His previously heavy breathing gradually became easier. The pain in his ribs didn’t disappear, but it felt reduced by one level.

The throbbing in his head eased, and his trembling hands became slightly steadier.

Ken froze. He took a deeper breath, this time it didn’t hurt as much.

“…this…”

It was as if his body was forced back to “barely functional.” Not healed.

Ken looked at the screen again.

[Recovery complete]

His heart started beating a little faster. For the first time tonight, something was moving in a different direction.

Ken turned toward the delivery bag, where there was still one order inside that should have been finished and meant nothing anymore.

Ken exhaled slowly.

“…so this can still be used.”

He stood up. His body still hurt, but it was no longer paralyzing. He picked up the bag and brushed off the dust as best as he could.

He opened the zipper slightly, the food inside was still warm, then closed it again.

His eyes shifted to the road. The city lights were still on, and people were still living as usual, as if nothing had changed.

Slowly, the corner of his lips lifted slightly.

“Lucky draw, huh…”

His tone was low, not fully believing, but not entirely doubtful either.

He slung the bag onto his back and walked toward his motorcycle.

“One more time,” he muttered.

The motorcycle drove out of that place. At the edge of his vision, once again, the screen lit up.

[Mission active]