Strongest Deliveryman In The Apocalypse

Sobin lived a very simple life.

If something wasn't his business, he would simply not mind it.

Some would call this a very selfish life, but he also didn't care what others said about him. He had long realized that the key to a happy and peaceful life—at least, to him—was in simply minding his business and surrounding himself with what he liked.

As such, he didn't even care about this world or even Earth.

He only wanted to be with his wife, their unborn child… and to continue his career as a deliveryman.

Being a Rider in this world scratched the itch of the latter, but how could he be fulfilled without the first two? As a result, he was very motivated to complete the Quests and return home.

Which was why—

'I can't ignore this negligence of theirs!' Sobin's eyes shone with dissatisfaction as he rose to his feet, his fists clenched in annoyance and resolve.

"I want to speak to your manager!"

His voice was loud, thunderously echoing within the large room without an ounce of restraint.

Even the robot-man felt the pressure from the corner of whatever room he was broadcasting from. The condescending look he gave Sobin, and the overbearing attitude he had displayed just earlier, quickly collapsed.

"W-what are you talking about?" The man asked, his words faltering. "I just explained the situation to you. Don't worry… we'll soon be done processing your order, so just be a little bit patient."

"No!" Sobin's frown grew deeper as he narrowed his gaze on the man before him.

He quickly saw the man's nametag attached to the right chest region of the robot and laughed to himself.

"I bet you'd like to hear what your manager has to say about your behavior today… Greg." Sobin's folded arms gave him an appearance of authority, and he shook his head disapprovingly while glaring at the now powerless man before him.

"Please don't…" Greg knelt at this point, clasping his metal hands. "Things are tough enough as it is. I can't afford a complaint. If you do this… I might lose my job."

"You should have thought of that before you decided to waste my time with your nonsense."

"Please! I'm sorry I did that! It won't happen again, I promise. You can't make me lose my job, please… I have a family, sir!"

Sobin's expression remained the same—he didn't care.

He already knew how difficult the job market was at the moment. If Greg lost his job, especially if he was fired due to reported bad behavior, the chances of being rehired or hired by another company was very low.

After all, there was a large demand for jobs by people trying to earn extra Social Credit Points.

Most people couldn't live comfortably off the money that the government provided, so they required an additional source of income.

It was clear that Greg was one of such people.

If Sobin took this action, he could cause Greg and his whole family to fall on hard times, ruining their lives in the process. He knew this fully well, and while he didn't actively seek to cause trouble for others, Sobin didn't think he would lose sleep over this outcome.

'My wife and unborn child are waiting for me right now. I have no idea what's going on on Earth right now, but it's been three months since I came here. Her pregnancy would be reaching its late stages now, which means my child will soon be born!'

Sobin didn't have time to waste or dawdle around with meaningless people like Greg.

Yet Greg and his colleagues chose to waste his time!

That was an affront that Sobin wouldn't let slide—no matter what.

"I was calm with you at first, but you just kept pushing…"Sobin said this while looking down on Greg with extremely cold eyes. "Do you think I haven't met people like you before? Do you think I don't know how long it takes to assemble weapons or crate them? What do you take me for? A fool?"

Sobin didn't like to think too much about his past.

He was a deliveryman for sure… but what kind of a deliveryman was he?

Sure, he started off delivering things like Pizza and all manner of goods, but at some point that wasn't enough. At some point, he got roped into the criminal underworld and started serious business with some serious money.

As a result, he had peddled more weapons and illegal goods than what he would have liked to admit.

After going through such a dangerous life, he was certainly no pushover.

He simply did his best to keep his head low since he was in another world with no real power or weight to his name.

But—

"As an A Rank Rider, I'm sure my words will have more credibility than yours. You and your entire unit will receive appropriate punishment for slacking off on your duties and wasting my time. Now… unless you want me to make matters worse for you than they already are… take me to your manager."

"O… okay…" In the end, Greg had no choice than to comply.

He already knew how impossible the situation was for him. He also understood that Sobin could indeed make matters worse for him.

After all, a formal complaint on Greg's behavior as a person could influence his Social Evaluation by the government, reducing his Social Credit Score. Plus, the corporation could use Sobin's complaint—if it was severe enough—not to pay the appropriate severance package.

After considering all of this, Greg easily recognized the best option for him.

Losing his job was already a guarantee, but he wasn't about to lose the other perks that would only make his situation worse.

Plus, based on Sobin's words, he wasn't the only person who would be reported.

All of the workers in charge of the goods would also be affected, which meant he wouldn't have to suffer for the collective decision of his team.

This, at the very least, made Greg satisfied within himself.

—Schadenfreude at its finest!

In the end, Sobin made the report, and it was confirmed that the company would handle the matter. Sobin was promised remuneration for the delay, and was finally able to retrieve the crates of weapons after waiting for a few days.

During this period, he went out and killed some Monsters as a means of completing some side Quests.

After he left, Greg and his colleagues indeed got fired.

However, that wasn't the end of their story.

They would reappear before Sobin in some other chapter as completely changed people.

Whether this change was for the better or wose… time will tell.

As for Sobin, he successfully delivered the weapons to a particular Outpost which was frequented by many settlements that had Monster Infestation problems.

Due to the government's limited military personnel stationed in the area, these civilians had formed their own militia and had armed themselves to protect from Monsters and Plunderers.

They had a big sponsor, so they could afford to privately purchase and own weapons.

Sobin only nodded at them with some semblance of pride and nostalgia as he left the Outpost.

He also had his fair share of weapons back home…