I've always treated you well...

"Why did the model get changed to 'Mysterious Mecha'? I'm so scientific—what's mysterious about me?"
"The enhanced defense is to be expected, since I installed the strongest shield from Civilization 1."
"The processing power hasn't changed much. I haven't acquired any upgrades in that area yet, and this ruined city is still too heavily damaged."
"This new reactor is quite strong, though. I've equipp ed it with plasma cannons and bio-guided missiles in my Full-Armor Form, and I added an energy-hungry central control cube. This should be twice as efficient as the original model, and at least six times more efficient in light armor configuration, right?"
"Now I can use the plasma cannons as standard armaments, and the new shield will perform even better."
Xiao Bai scrolled through the performance parameters one by one, finally noticing the "Estimated Combat Power" entry.
"Combat power... let's update that."
He mentally selected the update option, and the number began to fluctuate wildly before settling on a final value of '???'
A dull boom echoed in his ears as all the parameters vanished. A dialog box popped up, asking if he wanted to send an error report.
"This program is just for laughs, right? Can't even calculate Estimated Combat Power without crashing?" Xiao Bai grumbled, selecting "No" and restarting the program.
This time, it seemed to run normally, but it still froze at the "Updates Pending" screen.
Xiao Bai, too frustrated to bother further, lowered his head and began examining the newly acquired dark green mailbox.
Following the "User Manual," he first tried visualizing another mailbox, then extended his mechanical arm to feel inside.
No response. Predictable failure.
Next, he searched online for images of mailboxes, memorized their shapes, and repeatedly visualized them in his mind.
Still a failure...
"Is it really this hard to use? Isn't the manual detailed enough?"
"Let's try again..."
He found a detailed structural diagram of a mailbox online, complete with precise dimensions and specifications, but it made no difference.
"Could it be that materialists can't use idealistic methods?"
Xiao Bai was puzzled and reviewed the instructions again:
"Only real, existing things can form connections. Could it be because neither the photo nor the diagram represents anything tangible? After all, hardly anyone uses mailboxes these days, right?"
"Wait, does it only need to conform to the definition of a mailbox? Would a Honeycomb Express Locker count?"
"And this 'detailed' requirement—could it also include constraints on the surrounding environment?"
With a new idea, Xiao Bai quickly found a street view mapping program. He randomly searched for an unmanned delivery station and located a Honeycomb Cabinet. He rotated the view continuously, carefully observing and memorizing the entire surroundings.
When he extended the mechanical arm into the mailbox again, he suddenly felt the internal space change—it expanded, and there was a sluggishness, like plunging the arm into water.
It worked!
Xiao Bai retracted the mechanical arm, then retrieved the surveillance camera that had served him well in the past. Connecting it to the arm, he inserted it into the mailbox once more.
Through the camera feed, Xiao Bai clearly saw an extra "ripple" inside the mailbox, like the ripples spreading across a calm lake after a stone is tossed in.
As he c ontinued forward, the camera passed through the "ripple" and directly entered the interior of the Honeycomb Cabinet. He could see boxes stuffed with packages, and one was even open, revealing a glimpse of the street and pedestrians outside through the gap.
"Which inconsider ate person took their package and left the door open?" Xiao Bai grumbled. He first closed the door, then found a place to hang the camera, retracted the Mechanical Arm, and picked up the little milk cat, who was playing with a rubber carrot in the cockpit.
"Meow?"
The little milk cat, seeing the Mechanical Arm extend towards him, thought Xiao Bai wanted to play. He quickly extended his fluffy paw, grasping the "hand" and affectionately rubbed against it, purring playfully.
Xiao Bai hesitated, trying to persuade himself:
"I treat you well most of the time, right? You eat cat food and drink goat milk. I don't even ask you to turn into a beautiful girl to repay me. Just help me this once."
"Meow~"
The little milk cat, perhaps hearing his words, responded with a soft, kittenish mewl.
"Then I'll take that as a yes! Don't worry, the user manual says any object can be transported through it, so theoretically, it should be perfectly safe."
Xiao Bai steeled himself, picked up the Little Milk Cat, and swiftly stuffed him into the mailbox. He then checked the surveillance footage.
"Phew... that's good. This Spirit Energy Civilization actually has some decent technology."
The footage showed the Little Milk Cat curiously examining his unfamiliar surroundings, unafraid. He even reached out with his tiny paw to playfully paw at the cables inside the Honeycomb Cabinet.
"Alright, alright, come back here. Don't get scratched by anyone."
Xiao Bai quickly retrieved the Little Milk Cat and placed him beside his head. He cautiously moved his head and gently rubbed against the kitten.
The Little Milk Cat responded eagerly, rubbing against the mecha's head, which must have seemed like a colossal behemoth to him.
"Just wait until I get some money. I'll buy you the best toys and cat food!"
With that, Xiao Bai returned the Little Milk Cat to the cockpit and placed him in the Cartoon Rice Cooker Cat Bed. He then retrieved the surveillance camera and grabbed the mailbox, shaking it vigorously.
The ripples inside the mailbox were instantly "shaken out," disappearing completely.
"This thing is actually quite useful."
"Now that we have this new channel to communicate with the modern world, we should make full use of the convenient courier networks. We can buy many things and even use the trading channels within the 'Tavern'."
"But right now, I need a new identity. Otherwise, I can't even get a bank card, and the old one is too dangerous."
Xiao Bai put the mailbox back into his Storage Space, then logged into the 'Tavern' and started searching around.
The 'Tavern' had people who could help.
Xiao Bai quickly found an ID called 'Cloudy and Breezy', which seemed like an older person, and sent a message:
"Wang Shiyuan mentioned you to me."
This person was recommended by Profess or Wang earlier, who said he could be trusted and that if there were any inconvenient needs, he could be asked. Professor Wang also specifically reminded him to be careful of the Black Fortress Conglomerate, which loved sending lawyer's letters, and added:
"That group is powerful, well-connected, and ruthless. It's very difficult for ordinary people to oppose them through legal means..."
Xiao Bai felt that the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper, as if Professor Wang was convinced that he harbored some kind of grudge against them, like a "patricidal usurper"?
After a brief recollection, Xiao Bai received a reply containing only an email address.
See? That's what you call professionalism.

Chapter end