Chapter 3

Ye Yun was shocked.

He was just hungry, and indeed, he had no money left, but it wasn't as if he needed to resort to robbery, right?

If it were up to Ye Yun's true feelings and the hardships he had endured over the years, even if he had to put aside his dignity and beg for food, he might not be unwilling to do so just to survive.

However, the anti-terror game presented him with such a random mission at this moment, which was simply... simply...

Ye Yun didn't know whether to describe the game as a prank or considerate, but upon careful thought, robbery wasn't really that big of a deal.

Most importantly, if the robbery was successful, he could earn game points, which made Ye Yun unusually calm.

He thought to himself: If he encountered something truly evil that he didn't want to do, he wouldn't do it. At worst, he would lose some mission rewards, but there wouldn't be any punishment anyway.

With this mindset, Ye Yun began to formulate a plan.

Ye Yun, standing 178 cm tall and weighing 68 kg, was lean and fit, with no excess fat. In good health, his physical condition exceeded that of a normal adult, and he was proficient in military combat techniques and police combat.

His father's sworn brother, who was taken away by the state authorities when Ye Yun became a vegetative state, was a former special forces officer who had served as a trainer in the armed police force and later became a police officer in City N. When Ye Yun was first adopted, he was physically weak and severely traumatized. His uncle personally taught him a large number of military and police combat techniques to help him recover. Additionally, because his uncle had only one daughter, Ye Yun received a lot of "idealistic education" from him, living according to a military schedule.

In fact, Ye Yun had been able to spar with regular special forces soldiers since he was sixteen.

Under normal circumstances, robbing someone would be a piece of cake. However, Ye Yun hadn't eaten for two days and had experienced extreme emotional highs and lows, leaving his body extremely weak. He would black out after just a few steps, so how could he fight anyone?

As for intimidation... could you expect someone with no money to pull out a knife from their pants?

A simple matter had become very difficult, but Ye Yun didn't intend to give up.

With a plan in mind, Ye Yun turned and walked back to the hospital, his face expressionless as he headed toward the parking lot.

The parking lot was located in the basement of the hospital, spanning three levels, with motion-activated lights and cameras everywhere. Ye Yun descended to the second basement level via the safety passage, took off his outer jacket, and with great effort, removed his shirt sleeves to use as a mask. He then turned the jacket inside out and hid in a corner.

In this era, anyone who could drive into the hospital couldn't possibly be a pauper. Moreover, Ye Yun chose the second basement level parking area, where there were fewer cars but mostly luxury vehicles. The wealthy preferred to park an extra level down rather than have their precious cars parked next to a 200,000 yuan "rubbish car."

Recalling a BMW 525Li Luxury Edition he remembered, Ye Yun moved behind a load-bearing pillar.

In the afternoon, when he returned to the hospital, a short, fat middle-aged man driving this car almost hit a cleaner while turning. The man inside the car had cursed the cleaner with extremely filthy language, emphasizing how expensive his car was and that the cleaner couldn't afford to pay for any damage, which left a deep impression on Ye Yun.

Unlike Ye Yun, this nouveau riche man had entered the urology department. When Ye Yun came out after his second examination, he happened to run into him picking up his medication. The man was also on the phone, saying he would arrive within half an hour, which gave Ye Yun enough confidence to ambush him.

Sure enough, Ye Yun didn't have to wait more than five minutes before the man, with his fat belly, waddled out, though his face didn't look good. He might have had syphilis, AIDS, or some other venereal disease, but the destination he mentioned on the phone was the largest nightclub in City N, which rivaled the famous "Heaven and Earth" club. He clearly intended to indulge in the company of professional women while spreading his disease to more victims, which made Ye Yun feel somewhat at ease, thinking that his actions might actually be doing a good deed.

Seeing the man about to open the car door, Ye Yun dashed over and pressed a sharp object to the man's temple while grabbing his neck from behind and whispered, "Don't move!"

The sharp object in his hand was a metallic nail, grayish-green in color, with a metallic texture that covered his entire index finger. It resembled the kind of metal nails worn by villains in many movies and TV shows—this item was transformed from the game badge. Ye Yun had experimented multiple times and found that the game badge could transform into a wide range of items, including rings, bracelets, necklaces, and earrings, with adjustable sizes. It could be as small as a woman's earring or as large as a five-centimeter-wide, half-centimeter-thick bracelet.

Without a knife, Ye Yun decided to transform the game badge into a metal nail. The transformed item had a unique design that combined ancient and modern heavy metal aesthetics, making it very eye-catching.

And it was highly threatening!

The three-centimeter-long, eagle-beak-shaped tip of the nail pressed against the man's temple, making the 170 cm tall, fat man freeze in place.

Ye Yun had chosen his position well, allowing the man to see the object pressing against his temple in the car window's reflection but not the person holding him.

In fact, whether the man could see him or not was irrelevant. The nouveau riche man was savvy enough to recognize that the object near his temple was not a toy. The color and the metallic feel against his skin clearly indicated it was not a cheap item.

This meant the person behind him was not an ordinary thug.

The man's heart raced, and he felt the urge to urinate. "B-Brother, we can talk this out."

Ye Yun deliberately lowered his voice to make it rough. "Can we really talk this out? When you do certain things, you don't seem to like negotiating."

From the man's attitude toward the cleaner and his phone call, Ye Yun knew he had a nasty personality and a tendency to create trouble. Such a person who could afford a luxury car worth 500,000 to 600,000 yuan must have done many shady things and had plenty of skeletons in his closet.

Just as Ye Yun had guessed, the man trembled and said mournfully, "The Ma family incident, I..."

"I'm not talking about any Ma family!" Ye Yun abruptly interrupted him.

The man, trying to avoid the issue, almost fell to his knees. "Brother, are you someone Li Quan sent? Brother, spare my life! I'll write a guarantee not to compete with Li Quan for that project. You're young; you don't need to take a life over this!"

"I don't need your life, and I'm not someone Li Quan sent."

"Then what are you here for?"

"Think about the bad things you've done and the people you've harmed!"

"Ah!?" The man was startled and quickly realized, "Brother! I have money! No matter who you're here to avenge, I can buy my life with money! If you're upset about what I've done, killing me won't help. It would be better to take my money and help the victims, wouldn't it?"

Ye Yun smiled inwardly but pretended to hesitate for a few seconds. "Two million, for your life."

"Ah? Ah!" The man's heart ached, but the person behind him clearly wasn't a rational person. He dared not refuse. "I... I..."

He slowly raised his handbag. "Brother, give me an account, and I'll transfer the money right away!"

Ye Yun said coldly, "Throw the bag far behind you, then tell me your account and password. I'll transfer the money myself."

The man looked miserable. "Brother, you just said two million..."

Ye Yun snorted. "I keep my word. I'll only take two million. But if I find out you've changed the password, you can't protect yourself for a day, let alone a lifetime!"

"Of course, of course! There's two million in that Construction Bank gold card, and the password is XXXXXX," the man quickly shouted.

Taking the man's car keys and phone, Ye Yun pushed him into the car and turned to pick up the handbag before quickly leaving.

If it were a regular robbery, the man might have resisted or even reported it to the police, but by pretending to be a killer, Ye Yun made the man more cautious.

Plan successful!

After changing back into his clothes and leaving the hospital, Ye Yun opened the handbag and found over 3,000 yuan inside, which relieved him. He had been afraid the man wouldn't carry cash and would use a card for everything, but this man indeed fit the profile of a nouveau riche, carrying cash for a sense of security.

Putting the handbag into a square sewer drain by the roadside, Ye Yun placed the 3,000 yuan into the one-square-meter storage space of the game badge, and a faint light from the badge entered his forehead.

"Random Mission: The Cost of Sustenance (Completed)."

"Mission Evaluation: D."

"Mission Reward: 200 Game Points."

"Mission Reward Bonus: None."

"System Message: Your approach was too unmanly and didn't match the personality of a hardened criminal. A robbery should be dramatic, and you should at least injure or kill a few people to call yourself a hardened criminal. However, considering your cleverness and weak physical condition, I'll give you a D-grade evaluation."

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