Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

In case of illness, it will be even more troublesome.

Zhao Ke's rationality has always allowed him to distinguish clearly that the mountain field he occupies now is an ordinary person with a mortal body.

Although Zhao Ke is not interested in his body, it is obviously necessary to do a good job of basic protection, after all, it is related to his life.

Taking Wang Mazi with them, the two carefully climbed back to the front of the car.

During the period, in the cargo compartment full of weapons, the two took a short rest in the compartment.

Wang Mazi rummaged through the box and found a pair of trousers to put on his body, but the pair of trousers were obviously a little tight, and Wang Mazi was unspeakably twisted when he put them on.

"How do you know, these monsters are afraid of fire."

Putting on his trousers, Wang Mazi couldn't help asking Zhao Ke.

"It's not that they are afraid of fire, it's that they like light, but they don't want to get close to the flames, because their bodies are still stained with this thick layer of corpse oil."

Zhao Ke was hiding under the bed board before, but after the monster left, he found the liquid left on the ground.

After careful analysis, these liquids should be the fat of the decayed corpse.

Later, it was discovered that the place where the monster crawled had such grease.

Now that I think about it, these oils don't seem to be produced by the monster itself, but more like smeared on its own body.

Just like rhinos, they always like to smear their bodies with mud.

Because it can not only repel insects, but also further protect their skin from sunburn.

Although I don't know why these monsters smear the oil on their bodies like this, but it should be a way of protection.

So they are not afraid of flames, but they don't like flames, because the temperature of flames will bake their skin.

But they also like light very much.

Such a statement, although contradictory, is the best explanation.

When the two were talking, they casually opened the can that Zhao Ke was carrying, and there was already stewed beef in it.

After high pressure, it is quickly sealed inside the can.

The taste of the beef has become completely rotten and soft. You don’t need to bite your teeth when you eat it in your mouth. You can feel the thick beef under the tip of your tongue and be crushed into meat by you. mud.

As for the taste, although it is very simple, it retains the original flavor of beef as much as possible.

For two already hungry chests to backs, there is nothing more enjoyable than eating a can of rotten beef.

The only pity is that I finally found the canned food.

But I couldn't find any food like steamed buns, otherwise, I would eat the steamed buns, and the taste would undoubtedly be even more delicious.

One person can eat two cans of beef.

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi's spirits immediately improved a lot.

But Zhao Ke still remembered that there was another person waiting in the locomotive, besides, he needed to check the radio station again to see if there was anything new.

Including the blurry shadow outside the glass of the train this time.

Vaguely, Zhao Ke had an intuition in his heart that if they found this guy, they might be able to leave this ghostly place.

Climb back into the locomotive again.

As if aware of someone coming in, Shan Jingichiro writhed violently on the ground excitedly.

"Who is it! Hurry up! Hurry up and save me!"

"Oops! This bondage! How irritating!"

Wang Mazi walked in behind, saw Shan Jingyilang lying on the ground, his eyes lit up immediately, and looked at Zhao Ke: "I didn't realize, you still have this skill! Yes, it's just this skill, if you don't do it in the future If you are a postman, you might be able to get an enviable job like a bundler."

"Go, don't talk nonsense, this craft has nothing to do with me!"

Zhao Ke pouted, and asked Wang Mazi to help Shan Jingichiro up from the ground.

As soon as Shan Jingichiro saw Zhao Ke, his expression became unkind: "You traitor!"

Up to now, Shan Jingichiro thought that it was Zhao Ke who rebelled and wanted to destroy the radio station.

Zhao Ke didn't bother to explain so much to him.

However, this matter is still directly related to Shan Jingichiro.

So Zhao Ke took out a can of beef and asked Wang Mazi to explain this matter to Shan Jingichiro.

The question of explanation was left to Wang Mazi.

Zhao Ke picked up the radio station.

Trying to call out: "Hello, anyone?"

However, the radio station seemed to be completely broken at this time, and there was no sound.

"When you woke up, you didn't talk nonsense, did you?"

Zhao Ke looked at Shan Jingichiro, who had just listened to Wang Mazi's words at this time, and it was simply a fantasy.

Obviously, he didn't believe Wang Mazi's words at all.

Hearing Zhao Ke's inquiry, he turned around and remained silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke didn't ask him any more questions. If he didn't believe it now, he would believe it sooner or later. After all, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

As long as they are still trapped here, it won't be long before Shanjing Ichiro will understand that he has not lied to him.

"Zizzizi..."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the radio.

Zhao Ke frowned, looked at Wang Mazi, and signaled him to keep a close eye on Shan Jingichiro and not let him talk nonsense.

The murmur gradually started to get smaller, after about a few minutes.

I heard a weak voice on the radio.

"Is there... is there... is there... is there..."

Listening to the voice, it felt like the other party was about to fall asleep, Zhao Ke took over the radio: "Speak! What's going on with you!"