Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Don't think that if you avoid the track, you will be safe.

In such a narrow tunnel, the distance between the two sides of the track is only about one meter.

When the train speeds past, the swirling airflow is enough to suck people under the wheels.

Watching the news, there are occasional couples standing on the train tracks to take pictures, and they think that it will be fine if they don’t stand on the tracks.

As everyone knows, when a train passes by at high speed, it will cause a sudden change in local air pressure.

In addition, the train is very long, and when it passes at high speed, a strong air vortex will be generated near the track.

It is easy to bring some movable objects up and follow the direction of the train for inhalation replenishment.

If you don't have the physique that weighs more than two hundred catties, you don't even think about touching the ground.

So it's good to hug a fat person once in a while (such as Xiaolong next door.)

It's a pity that Zhao Ke doesn't have a fat man to hug him now.

You can only lie on the ground and stabilize your body as much as possible.

"Rumble..."

The sound of the rumbling train tracks in his ears made Zhao Ke's ears buzz. When Zhao Ke raised his head, the bright windows of the green leather carriage in front of him dazzled Zhao Ke.

Just in a trance, I saw a familiar face flashed in front of Zhao Ke through the car window.

Although it was very short, Zhao Ke saw clearly from the side. He vaguely remembered seeing that woman's side.

Seeing that the train was gradually coming to the end, Zhao Ke's heart moved, since the direction of this car was in the same direction as the direction indicated by the guide jade sign, why didn't he take a ride?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke quickly got up from the ground and put Xue Jizi away.

His eyes were fixed on the rear of the car that was getting closer, and he silently calculated the distance between them.

30... 20... 10... 5... Jump!

With a jump, Zhao Ke grabbed onto the iron bars of the carriage with both hands. Such a move, in reality, would undoubtedly be courting death.

But Zhao Ke's speed is fast enough, and his physique itself surpasses ordinary people.

With a kick, he easily climbed to the rear of the carriage like an ape.

At the same time, Sheyuan grabbed Wang Mazi's collar with his big golden hand, like catching a chicken, and pulled him over.

"Why did you run into a train while walking?"

Zhao Ke helped, dragged Wang Mazi onto the train, and asked.

Wang Mazi rubbed his eyes with one hand, and thought about it: "I guess we came out of that space unintentionally when we went down the mountain, we don't know."

The reason why no one can give a clue to the mysterious place is because this place is more like fragments of countless terrifying spaces, pieced together in pieces.

If you are not careful, you may go from the North Pole to Africa.

"Go ahead and find something to eat!"

After tossing and tossing for so long, Zhao Ke is actually hungry, although there are still a lot of golden medicine steamed buns in the storage ring.

But the medicine steamed buns are less than the size of a palm, not to mention the reliance they carry, this thing is so big, one bite, even if you eat it, you won't be full.

There are open doors at the back of the car, but the doors at the end of the car are often locked.

A bolt, hanging a large iron lock.

But such a door lock, to Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi, was simply child's play.

Not even needing any technical means, Wang Mazi slapped it down, directly breaking the lock open.

Opening the door, the two walked into the car to have a look.

The back compartment is full of luggage and sundries.

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi rummaged around. Wang Mazi found a similar set of clothes and put them on.

Zhao Ke found some food stamps from a box.

Zhao Ke took a look, it was still a national food stamp.

This is a rare thing.

Food stamps are divided into two categories.

One is the national food stamps in your own hands, which can be used everywhere.

The other is local food stamps.

limited to a certain area.

Therefore, national food stamps are often the hard currency of peers.

Although he didn't know whose suitcase it was, of course Zhao Ke put the money into his storage ring unceremoniously.

As for the clothes, Zhao Ke didn't need to change.

Although the robes on his body are a bit old, they fit his appearance as a monk.

A rough linen robe, neat and clean, is enough.

"Oh, take this!"

At this time, Wang Mazi suddenly found two aluminum lunch boxes from a box.

"What do you want this for??"

Wang Mazi immediately felt complacent.

"Hey, if you are young, I followed my dad to make this kind of train when I was young. There is no disposable tableware for you. You don't have the lunch box. You will eat it with your hands later. They may not give you a meal. Woolen cloth."

Zhao Ke didn't think that it was because of this, so he nodded and took the lunch box.

The aluminum lunch box doesn't look very clean.

After using it for a long time, there will be some black mud rust on the box cover, which will not be cleaned no matter how much you wipe it. This is the phenomenon after the lunch box is oxidized under high temperature and acidity.

Moreover, aluminum tableware is harmful to the human body.

However, in this era of material scarcity, such a lunch box is as important as a mobile phone in modern times.