I don't know when and how the ghost postman will reply to his letter. He's not even sure whether the other side will reply to his letter.

In terms of this information, those "fat" NPCs said they couldn't answer, so brother Jue had to take the chance

"Then Now it's time to send the tenth letter... " After leaving the mailbox of the cemetery, Feng unconsciously went back to the bicycle and said, "would you like to supplement your physical energy first..."

On his bike, he looked at the game menu again. At present, his survival value has slowly recovered to 54%, but his fitness value is only 452 / 4800.

This is the difficulty of "calculating the physical fitness value according to the actual sense of the character". In some of the nightmare difficulty scripts that brother Jue has experienced before, he has also met with such settings several times, and "wild begging for poison" is a good example.

No matter how high the player's level, how many props and skills can improve physical fitness In this set nightmare book, you have as much physical strength as the character you play. If you abuse it regardless of consumption, the final impact is self-evident.

"Well Try to get some supplies first... " After a little thought, Feng made a choice. "It's very difficult for me to decode the 'instruction code' by myself before brother ghost answers my letter.". Anyway, the information collected from those "recipients" is enough. There is no need to use the last physical strength to do something that is almost unprofitable. "

After deciding on the next step, he took out the mini map of the town from his pocket. After a few seconds, he set out

At 12:00 noon, Feng came to the only bar in the town.

The name of the bar is otaku. It covers an area of more than 100 square meters, not as large as the post office.

The reason why Jue Ge came here is very simple - according to the illustrations on the mini map, this western style bar has a door that can't be closed It's not so much a gate as two movable boards.

"Hum It's impossible to get in here, isn't it? " Feng chuckles and pushes the door in and walks into the otaku bar.

"We haven't opened yet. Sir. " And meet brother Jue, is such a sentence.

Feng unconsciously looked up at the speaker.

It was a bald man about two meters tall, dressed as a bartender, standing behind the bar, quietly wiping his glass.

"I won't stay long." Feng unconsciously ignores the other party's dissuasion. Straight to the bar.

In the process, he has scanned the whole bar environment: cheap linen wallpaper, cheap wood floor, cheap bar, cheap table and chair, cheap sofa, cheap weekly table and ball table At the billiard table, there was a big bearded man dressed as a cowboy, playing billiards alone.

"I'm sorry, it's not about how long." Seeing brother Jue, he sat down as if nothing had happened. The baldheaded bartender's face slightly changed. "We don't receive any guests during non business hours. Please wait after five o'clock in the evening..."

"All right, Yang, let him sit for a while." Suddenly, the bearded cowboy at the billiard table interrupted, "this gentleman doesn't look like a troublemaker..." Speaking. He made a stroke and straightened up to look at brother Jue. "Am I right? Sir. "

"Ah That's for sure. " Feng unconsciously smiled at the beard, then turned around and looked at the bartender. "Can I have something to drink, please? Water will do. "

The bareheaded bartender looked at brother Jue for two seconds without expression, then took out a clean cup and poured him a cup of cold water.

"Excuse me Do you have anything to eat? Anything. " If you don't feel it, you can say it again.

This time. The bald bartender cast a suspicious look: "are you sure you have enough money to pay the bill? Sir. " When he said this, he also stressed the last "Sir".

"Yes..." I just want to eat and drink now. So it's very polite, he said. He reached for his wallet and said, "if you need it, I can..."

"Oh, no, no, no, young man, come on." At this time, big beard loudly stopped brother Jue's behavior, and walked quickly.

When I arrived at the bar, he looked at the bartender and said, "Yang, how can I talk to the guests like this? Do you think this gentleman doesn't even have the money to buy a glass of water? "

"No, boss." The bald bartender replied, "I'm just worried that he, like the drunkards and vagabonds, will come in and eat and drink when he has no money."

"Oh Is this cowboy really the boss... " I don't know what I'm talking about. In fact, at the beginning of the conversation, he had already realized this. Now that "Yang" directly called out the word "boss", it was a test of his conjecture.

"Ah, Yang, you are too worried." He patted brother Jue on the shoulder. "Look at this gentleman's looks and clothes, I know he's not that kind of person." He made a ring of fingers and winked at Yang. "Come on, give me some snacks. I'm just hungry."

"Well Now that you have said that... " The bald bartender shrugged and answered.

A few seconds later, he took out two small bamboo bowls padded with paper towels from the bar. Both bowls were filled with fried snacks.

"Thank you, man." Feng didn't realize that he said a word to Yang, and then looked at the beard and said, "thank you too, boss."

After that, brother Jue grabbed a handful of snacks and stuffed them into his mouth like a duck.

He is really hungry, and very hungry This hunger is undoubtedly simulated by the script, similar to muscle fatigue, which must be alleviated in some way, or it will not disappear by itself.

"Ha ha..." Big beard looks at Chueh elder brother's eating phase and says with a smile, "young man, you can't eat this as a meal."

"I know, but none of the town's restaurants are open." Seal does not feel to drum cheek son, vaguely return a way.

This seemingly casual answer is actually a test After staying in the town for so long, brother Jue finally met two normal looking NPCs. He didn't want to miss the chance to get information. Therefore, he quietly said an abnormal but objective phenomenon, and wanted to see the NPC's response.

"Hahahaha..." Who knows, that big beard heartily laughs, and return way, "you really can joke, young man It's Christmas day again. How can the shop close? Look... " He raised his hand and pointed to the door of the bar. "Isn't that restaurant across the street open?"

"Across the street?" Feng was stunned. He could only see a white mist when he looked in the direction pointed by the other side Not to mention the scenery on the opposite side of the street, which is a few meters away from the store door, he can't see clearly.

"Ah Ha ha... " Brother Jue chuckled two times, "you're right..." He couldn't figure out whether the NPC was telling the truth or telling the truth. Anyway, he didn't want to argue with each other.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself..." Beard didn't talk about the restaurant. He took off his cowboy hat and held out his hand to brother Jue. "I'm the boss here. They call me" shooter. "

"Hello." "I'm Dave," Feng replied politely He rubbed his hands on his jacket before shaking hands with each other.

"This is my bartender, Yang." Then, uncle Sagittarius raised his hand and motioned to the bald bartender, "it's said that he used to be a Mafia, but later he washed in the golden basin..."

"Hey!" Yang immediately shouted and interrupted his boss.

Uncle Sagittarius spread out his hands and smiled: "ha ha Well, he's decent. I didn't say anything. "

"Hello, Yang." Feng also pretended that he didn't hear anything, and said hello to Yang in a confident manner.

Yang just nodded to him, his face still serious and cold.

"What are the routes of these two goods..." Feng didn't realize that he had swept a bowl of snacks in one minute, and started to work on the second bowl, "one is too warm, the other is too cold. And look at the shape, listen to the name If Sagittarius can count names Both of them have the style of gangsters... " He had a brainstorming moment What are the regional tasks here? " (to be continued) only one second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the fastest updated novel website of biquga!