Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

He had to find at least 15 corpses from the mysterious place to complete the mission.

Of course, the premise is that this big drug dealer has to pay 20 postal points as compensation.

And in the mysterious place, I'm afraid it's a narrow escape.

It is estimated that Yang Wancai might cry to death in the toilet after receiving the postal notice.

This is simply to send him to die.

"As for you!"

The cook looked at Zhao Ke, and her stern eyes gradually softened. After all, Zhao Ke did not call her teacher for nothing.

"You caused such a big mess, and it is said that the end is no better than Yang Wancai, but your current situation is quite special, so you have actually survived an extra calamity!"

The cook had originally planned to let the smoker try her best to persuade Zhao Ke to leave the abandoned place.

But then turmoil broke out in the ghost market.

The bloody steamed bun incident broke out completely.

The Divination Association also reported the reason for this time to her immediately.

Different from the past, they have a special new discovery this time.

Zhao Ke!

This famous ginseng postman was actually one of the culprits in this incident.

Because Zhao Ke didn't have a stamp album for the time being, it was equivalent to losing the protection of the Orb of Creation.

The postmen of these divination associations wished they could not find out his eighteen generations of ancestors.

However, because Zhao Ke has a lot of incomplete information, the things left by Zhao Ke have long been thrown away, so I can only rely on some life essence left by Zhao Ke to divin some information about Zhao Ke himself, including Zhao Ke’s name .

It was this incident that made the cook completely change her mind.

He also specially erased Zhao Ke's original name on the wanted notice and changed it to Ginseng Postman.

As for the president of the Divination Association, under her gaze, he quickly understood that he seemed to be flattering the horse's leg, and vowed not to say a word about the matter.

It's just that Zhao Ke's real name taboo has been erased.

But because of the rules, she couldn't avoid Zhao Ke's punishment.

However, in Zhao Ke's current situation, he is neither a postman, nor does he have a stamp album, and the punishment of the stamp album cannot be conveyed to him.

It is also a blessing in disguise.

It's just that if Zhao Ke questions whether he wants to take her out of the ghost market, there are only three choices in front of Zhao Ke.

The first choice is to restore the identity of the postman and enter the mysterious place.

While recovering the postman, Zhao Ke must complete the punishment task this time.

The second option is to enter the mysterious land under the current situation.

It is conceivable to face a ginseng postman who has lost his birth stamp and has no postal album.

It is also one of the culprits in this incident. If you think about it with your toes, you can guess it.

What kind of situation will Zhao Ke face when he enters?

[-]rd choice, stay here!

Anyway, as long as Zhao Ke stays here, she has a way to protect this kid.

Even if I protect him for the rest of his life, I can guarantee that he will spend the rest of his life comfortably here.

The reason why the cook was willing to agree to Zhao Ke was because she left the real trump card at this moment.

She didn't want Zhao Ke to take risks.

No!Is to die.

But even if she is the master of the ghost city, rules are rules.

Neither the rules she made nor the rules she created, but the rules she needed to enforce.

At this time, the three options were placed in front of Zhao Ke. The cook looked at Zhao Ke and kept silent, but she hoped that Zhao Ke would choose the third option.

Faced with three choices.

Zhao Ke's brows were tightly knit together.

Neither the cook nor the smoking gun spoke to urge.

It's about Zhao Ke's own life and death, and it's not their turn to make decisions for Zhao Ke.

Finally, Zhao Ke's mouth moved, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, moistened his parched throat and said, "How long do I have to prepare?"

"Ten days, the time of the ghost market. Those drug dealers want each of them to prepare resources worth [-] postal cents. Even if they spend all their money, they still need a period of time to prepare. It can be prepared in about ten days."

A resource of [-] postal cents.

For those drug dealers in the ghost market, it is tantamount to peeling off the skin and scraping the bones to remove the poison.

In addition to part of it as a sacrifice, part of it is to compensate for the losses of other shops.

As for the corpses that can be harvested this time, it is not their turn to divide them up.

It can be said that it was paid to grandma's house and punished to the bone.

"Well, can you prepare something for me?"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, and he would never give up when he got to the door, but before that, he needed to make more preparations.

"what would you like?"

After getting Zhao Ke's answer, a hint of shrewdness flashed in the eyes of the cook, and Zhao Ke was calm, which surprised her a little.

It's not the kind of passionate choice, but the result of careful consideration.

Such a choice made her curious, what kind of preparations did Zhao Ke plan to make? In ten days, there were really too few things that could be prepared.

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes, and grinned to reveal his neat white teeth. If Sambar and the others were here, after seeing this scene, they would definitely understand that this guy is full of bad water, and he is afraid that he is going to cheat people again.

Only Zhao Ke said mysteriously: "Golden medicine steamed buns!"