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Chapter 722 When will the fifteen old hens next door stop crowing?
There was no movement from inside.

Gu Mian repeatedly checked the delivery address to make sure she hadn't knocked on the wrong door, then knocked on the morgue cabinet in front of her: "Mr. Cao, your package has arrived."

Xiao Hong, who was holding the ladder below, looked up in confusion, not understanding why Gu Mian was talking to a large iron drawer.

The people inside still won't open the door.

Did they freeze to death?
Having no other choice, Gu Mian reached out and pulled the morgue cabinet in front of her, thoughtfully reminding the person inside as she did so: "Mr. Cao, I'm opening the door to deliver your package."

As she spoke, Gu Mian opened the cabinet containing the body a crack.

He was looking down to see what the customer inside looked like, but before he could get a good look, a pale arm reached out and pulled the quilt that Gu Mian was draped over her shoulder into the gap.

Then the gap was slammed shut by the person inside, and a voice came from inside: "Why did it take so long to deliver? I almost froze to death in there... Oh well, you delivery guys have it tough, I'll give you a good review."

As he spoke, the morgue suddenly opened a crack, and a positive review slip flew out and landed in Gu Mian's hand. He looked down at the slip and saw that it was the same one he had seen in the previous instance. This "Cao Zhen Leng" had even thoughtfully given him a five-star review.

Just as Gu Mian was about to open the morgue to see the true face of "Cao Zhen Leng," a semi-transparent panel suddenly popped out in front of him.

The way the game panel appeared was similar to when a special dungeon was triggered. Gu Mian initially thought she had triggered a special dungeon, but upon closer inspection, she realized it wasn't.

Congratulations on triggering the prerequisite quest for the 'Postman' class dungeon!

Gu Mian was excited when she read the first half of the sentence, thinking that she had triggered another class dungeon, but it turned out to be just a prerequisite quest for a class dungeon.

This class-specific instance is really complicated; you also have to do quests.

Gu Mian looked down as she pondered this.

Successfully deliver all 99 packages on the list and collect 99 five-star reviews to obtain an exclusive item to enter the 'Postman' profession instance.

Below is a long list of express delivery packages.

The top row is for the delivery of the "Cao Zhen Leng" quilt. This row is marked "Completed". Below it are 98 uncompleted items.

Gu Mian glanced at the package and saw quite a few bizarre items, including "soil from an old grave" and "fifteen old hens from the neighbor's house."

Of course, Gu Mian had to personally collect these packages. This wasn't just delivering packages; it was like handling everything from the factory to the packaging.

Gu Mian had never heard of most of the addresses on the list, such as "No. 10087678, BUG Road," "Five Big Ghosts Mountain," and "Hanging and Crooked Neck Street."

There's definitely no such place in the real world, Gu Mian suspects that these strange delivery addresses are all in the copy.

This makes the postman profession dungeon too demanding. You can't get the profession immediately after delivering 99 packages in various worlds. You have to enter a dungeon and complete the profession dungeon quest. If you don't complete it, all the previous work will be for nothing.

However, not all the packages on the list are unusual; there are quite a few normal packages as well.

After reading it, Gu Mian closed the page, and the list was automatically saved to the task panel. She could then see it when she reopened the game's task panel.

Speaking of which, the game's task panel had always been empty before, and Gu Mian thought it was just for show. She never expected it to come in handy today.

After closing the game panel, Gu Mian looked at the morgue next to her, which was now cold and sluggish.

His main goal now is to reach Paradise World; delivering packages is just a side job. He doesn't know if Cao Zhenleng in the morgue is an NPC or something else; maybe he can get some clues about Paradise World out of him. Thinking this, Gu Mian politely reached out and knocked on the morgue: "Mr. Cao, could you come out for a moment? I have something to say to you."

Gu Mian waited a few seconds, but the morgue did not respond.

"Mr. Cao, I'm about to open the door." Seeing that there was no movement inside, Gu Mian politely reached out and pulled the morgue cabinet out.

The cabinet was easily pulled out, but it was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight, and the quilt that had been dragged in earlier was nowhere to be found.

Looking at the empty morgue, Gu Mian guessed that this "Cao Zhen Leng" was probably a piece of data placed here by the game developers, which would disappear after the delivery was received.

We can't just leave a living NPC waiting in the morgue forever.

The fat man waited anxiously at home until dusk before Gu Mian finally returned.

"The doctor is back!" Upon seeing Gu Mian return, the fat man immediately went up and circled her twice before asking, "Doctor, did you find the morgue?"

Gu Mian explained the situation to Fatty and Chu Changge, and also showed them the list.

The fat man exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually a professional dungeon! The person who answered the phone inadvertently revealed such an important dungeon to us. But delivering ninety-nine packages must be difficult, and this task only gives you a list, Doctor. You have to prepare the packages on the list yourself."

That's right.

The old grave mound soil alone was enough of a hassle, so Gu Mian decided to put the delivery task aside and focus on thinking about the Paradise World.

The person who answered the phone said that the amusement park was going to build a big stage for some kind of talent show, and if I got in in time, I might be able to participate.

The fat man was fiddling with his camera, a special item called the "Strange Camera," which could capture images of invisible ghosts and could only be used once a day.

When Gu Mian showed the delivery list, Fatty took a picture of it for easy reference.

Since there aren't many ghosts to photograph in the real world, the fat man used it to record his life when he was out.

"Doctor, I see some relatively simple items on the list... This one is about delivering mosquito coils to the nearest ticket booth, that's easy." The fat man carefully analyzed the list he had photographed.

Some of the delivery addresses on the list are not fixed, such as "the second nearest public toilet" or "walk straight for ten minutes with your eyes closed, then open your eyes and walk to the left of the first tree you see; if there is no tree, close your eyes and walk straight for another ten minutes." These kinds of addresses are really bizarre.

"Anyway, Doctor, you don't have any leads about the amusement park right now, so why don't you send these easy ones over first?" the fat man said seriously. "Maybe we can get some clues from the ticket sellers while we're at it."

"Luckily, we have mosquito coils at home too." The fat man was very handy and quickly ran to his bedside table and found two boxes of mosquito coils.

I bought this a while ago. It was hot then and there were a lot of mosquitoes. Their apartment building is low-rise, so every time I opened and closed the door, a lot of mosquitoes would get in.

The fat man bought a large box of mosquito coils to use and also distributed some to other people in the building.

However, since Xiaohong always runs around the room and accidentally steps on and breaks the mosquito coils, Fatty switched to electric mosquito coils. The remaining few boxes of mosquito coils were left unused and can now be delivered as packages.

Wow, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival! Wishing everyone a thirteen-day holiday!

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