Chapter 715 Dave's World (10)(Chapter Preview)

Gulululu ...

The sound of flowing liquid suddenly rang in Feng bujue's ears.

At the same time, he realized something. His eyes were closed.

The scenery in front of him disappeared, turning into darkness.

The cold mist around him seemed to have become dozens of times thicker in an instant, firmly wrapping him up.

"What's going on?" Feng bujue thought to himself, am I under some kind of mental attack ... Why do I feel like my surroundings, including my lungs ... Are all filled with liquid? And ... I don't feel any discomfort ..."

嘀--嘀--

At this moment, he heard two more buzzes.

Then, a voice that was very similar to the system's voice sounded,"[Warning! Tester 8775 is awakening ... Warning! Tester 8775 is awakening ...]

"Hey! Who's in charge of that cabin!"

"It's Anton, Sir. He went to have lunch, Sir. "

"Then hurry up and move your butt, go and help him finish his work!"

"Yes! Sir!"

The conversation in a muffled voice that came from nowhere sounded a few seconds later.

"Who is it?" Feng bujue wanted to ask, but he quickly realized that he could not open his mouth. He could only say in his heart, what kind of development is this? where am I?

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as heavy as Mount Tai. This very simple thought caused him to have a splitting headache ...

"My entire body is weak, all my senses have been reduced to the level of a vegetable, and I can't even open the game menu ..." Feng bujue did not panic. He quickly and calmly analyzed the situation."No matter what ... Just as the woman's voice said ... I need to open my eyes as soon as possible. This is the best chance for me to understand the scenario's setting."

"Increasing concentration of solution. Preparing for emergency pulse. Counting down from five, four, three ..." The emotionless voice spoke again. Even though brother Jue did not fully understand what the other party was saying, he knew ... That this was probably bad news for him.

[Two, one ...]

The hypothesis of the homeowner being a "clone" was no longer important. If this was really a world that existed in the consciousness, the appearance of those people was meaningless ... Even if they all looked like dogs, it was reasonable.

He organized his thoughts as he rode the bike, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the northern Cemetery.

It looked like a very ordinary Cemetery ... On the vast green grass, there were tombstones made of stone standing neatly one after another, and in front of each tombstone, there was a small mound of earth.

"Hmm ... Where is the abandoned mailbox?" Feng bujue pedaled his bicycle and moved along the path between the graves, searching for the mailbox that could contact the ghost postman.

Not long after, he saw one on the west side of the cemetery.

It was a dark green, cylindrical mailbox with a gap for mail delivery. The words "post office of the town of otaku" were printed on the top.

Feng bujue parked his bicycle and walked to the back of the mailbox. He looked at the mailbox and realized that there was a very small ring lock.

"It doesn't look that hard to break ..." He looked at the lock and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he decided not to use brute force to open it. "But ... Judging from the overall atmosphere of this scenario, I think it's better if I don't use this kind of violence to break it."

He went back to the front of the mailbox, took out the blank letter paper and Dave's ballpoint pen, laid the paper on the top of the mailbox, and began to write ...

[Dear Mr. Ghost postman, Hello.]

Considering that he only had one piece of paper, he could not alter it, so brother Jue wrote very seriously. Every sentence was written after much consideration.

[My name is Dave, I'm a temporary postman at the post office of the town of otaku.]

[I think you still remember me ... Because we've met more than once today, and you've even "shocked" me once.]

[Of course, I have no opinion on that ... You're right. It's my first time here and I don't know the rules (laugh).]

[Back to the main topic. I'm writing to you this time mainly because I have a few things to ask you.]

[First, can you tell me ... The command codes of the eleven landlords on 7th 3rd Street, 10th 4th Street, 3rd 5th Street, 9th 6th Street, 7th 7th 7th Street, 1st 8th Street, 3rd 9th 9th Street, 9th 10th Street, 7th 11th Street, 12th Street, and 3rd 13th Street?]

[Second, I want to confirm with you. Are you really willing to work in this town?]

[Thirdly, what kind of information does the newspaper you gave me earlier contain?]

[Fourth, may I ask ... Why are all the shops in this town not open? Why was it that director Nelson could kill people at will? And ... How can I 'gain your approval' and become an official postman of the town of aotaku?]

[If it's convenient, please answer my question as soon as possible. I'll be very grateful.]

p [This is a toast from Dave.]

After writing the letter with what he thought was a perfect handwriting, Feng bujue read through it again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the content, he folded the letter and stuffed it into the mailbox. "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)