I Am Not the Delivery God

Physical retention is a risk; memory is not. In others' eyes, the entire city is an isolated island built of steel and concrete, but in Lin Mo's eyes, it is merely a data network woven from capital flows, interest chains, weaknesses, and information gaps. A real estate tycoon on the brink of bankruptcy, thanks to his two-second scan, preserved an offline key worth billions; a domineering demolition crew leader who cleared the area, because of a twenty-character text message from him, received a midnight kill order from the headquarters. "Mr. Lin, you must accept this ten million yuan as a token of gratitude..." "No need. The sewage pipes on Sandao Street in the south of the city have been aging for three years. Just fund their renovation. By the way, you can turn the abandoned cotton mill into a children's park." He never acts personally, nor does he need to get involved in the mire. He only needs to, at the right time, hand the key information to the most desperate person. No system, no superpowers. When all the big shots in the city are frantically searching for that "mastermind behind the scenes," Lin Mo just fastens his old helmet, carries his insulated box, and disappears again into the vast rain. He moves through the depths of the city, simply observing everything... and then, orchestrating everything. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: I Am Not the Delivery God — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠