Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"I've been looking for you for a long time. Why did you run here? Hurry up, the company's big leaders are already waiting for you. Hurry up and get in the car, otherwise the tens of millions of orders will be snatched away by others."

"Oh, yes, yes, I won't talk to you now. We have made an appointment here. We will talk next time. If you have any questions, please call me."

As Zhang Ziyang said, he stood up and was about to leave.

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly grabbed Zhang Ziyang's arm, and Zhao Ke stood up slowly, staring at Zhang Ziyang coldly.

Quickly grabbed Zhang Ziyang's hand with his fingers, took the business card from Zhang Ziyang's hand, and slowly smiled and said, "Sorry, I haven't given the business card yet."

"Oh, oh, sorry, look at my brain, sorry, sorry."

Hearing this, Zhang Ziyang quickly nodded and apologized. He turned around and walked away with the woman. After walking a few steps, he saw a few nurses coming out from the corner not far away, following Zhang Ziyang. There was still writing on the clothes, XX Psychiatric Hospital.

"Zhang Ziyang!"

Zhao Ke frowned slightly, put the business card in his pocket, and checked the time, it was almost time to board the plane, Zhao Ke walked towards the boarding gate.

"call!"

At the corner, Zhang Ziyang crawled surreptitiously on the edge, while several nurses and his wife stood beside him and waited patiently, as if they had gotten used to his weird behavior.

After seeing Zhao Ke leave, Zhang Ziyang sat down on the ground, patted his wet chest, and let out a long breath, "It's dangerous! It's dangerous!"

"What's the matter? Ziyang, let's go quickly. The time is running out. The big boss is still waiting to sign a big contract for you." Zhang Ziyang's wife stepped forward and asked.

However, Zhang Ziyang curled his lips when he heard the words, and stared at the woman in front of him.

A very dark cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes and he nodded with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, yes, I have to sign a big deal, let's go, hurry up!"

"Om..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are welcome to take this flight. Please take your belongings and get off the plane from the left in order..."

Zhao Ke twisted his neck, this kind of short-distance flight, even if it is first class, the chairs are no different from economy class, except when getting on and off the plane, it is not crowded, basically there is nothing special about it.

"Hello, sir."

As soon as Zhao Ke stepped off the plane, he heard someone calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw that it was a flight attendant.

"Hi sir, you forgot to bring your valuables."

As the stewardess said, she quickly lifted up the urn on her hand and handed it to Ke Zhao: "You forgot on your seat."

The black-gray urn looks inconspicuous, but both the carving and the material are top-grade, and the stamp on it has already told Zhao Ke the answer.

"When?"

Zhao Ke was startled, and quickly checked the time, only to find that it was already 12:10 in the morning, who knows when the package appeared on the plane.

"Thank you."

Zhao Ke took the urn, thanked the stewardess, turned around and walked out of the cabin aisle, just the moment he stepped out of the aisle door.

The world in front of him was no longer the world he was familiar with. Zhao Ke took a closer look around and said in surprise, "This is!!!"

Chapter 150 Main Quest (Big Chapter)

The depressed street is filled with the smell of a pigsty.

Although the sky was daytime and the sun was shining brightly, it did not make people feel warm when it shone on the body, but instead had a very painful burning sensation.

Pedestrians in ragged clothes, with strange hairstyles on their heads, most of the top of their heads were shaved, leaving only the left and right sides, bald foreheads, ugly, it was ugly out of the sky.

Zhao Ke stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and found that he still had hair, but it was messy hair, with a soaring ponytail tied at the back. He didn't know how long it had been since his hair was washed, and it exuded a pungent smell. Some hair had already been knotted together. group.

The bad hairstyle made Zhao Ke feel very uncomfortable. Compared with those poor people, he wanted to shave all his hair, even if it was ugly, but at least it would not be so disgusting.

Wearing a tunic made of rags with wide cuffs, Zhao Ke felt that standing there, he could expose half of his body when he raised his arms.

As for the urn in his hand, it also turned into a very worn-out samurai sword. Zhao Ke looked at it and saw that there was still rust on the knife. When he sniffed it lightly, the disgusting smell made Zhao Ke almost vomit. come out.

Sweeping left and right, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhao Ke directly threw the broken knife into the grass, wiped his hands on his clothes a few times, who knows what this guy did with this knife, The smell of shit.

Zhao Ke groped around and found a wooden sign from inside his trousers. Although it was written in Japanese, Zhao Ke could feel the literal meaning after looking at it.

As a postman, it seems that even if he enters other countries, his writing and language will not be affected.

"Takeki Jiro"

This should be his current alias, and behind the wooden sign, there is also a seal, which seems to belong to his ID card.

Leaning against the side wall, he looked around and quickly analyzed in his heart.

In Zhao Ke's mind, he was basically certain that this was the country of Wa, that is, ancient Japan.

The street has a very strong Tang Dynasty style, whether it is the shape of the building or the pattern decoration on the wall, they all have a very similar sense of familiarity.

It's just that Japan's history line is very messy.

The so-called historical wars, after careful study, are completely like children's play.

A fight of more than 50 people here can be called a war.

Those with more than a hundred people will be recorded in the register, as for thousands or ten thousand people... I'm sorry.

The Wa country in this era is far from having such a large population that can support such a battle.

Besides, this is a horror space. Even if I know when the timeline is, it is only as a background reference, because this world is completely different from the real history.

I don't know how many postmen will enter this time, Zhao Ke looked around his eyes calmly, silently blended in the crowd, and walked forward with the flow.

Every time he enters the horror space, Zhao Ke always has a strong sense of strangeness. This strangeness makes him completely unsure what to do next.

And in this terrifying space, what kind of role does he play, and what kind of complicated interpersonal relationships are around him.

In this state, no matter what you do, it is easy to behave completely inconsistent with the environment, and it will indirectly lead to your identity being exposed early.

This is a very fatal point, just like the law of the black forest mentioned in the novel Three-Body Problem, in this world there is only the difference between the hunter and the prey. Once exposed, countless shotguns will be aimed at you immediately.

So what Zhao Ke did at this time was to hide himself first, and after collecting enough information, he took action.

As for the place to collect information, it is undoubtedly the best place with a lot of people and noisy places. Here, there are nothing more than places like posthouses, courthouses, and wine shops.

It's just that the trouble is that I don't have enough money on me, and there are some currencies in the stamp album, which I can't use here.

"grab!"

A thought appeared in Zhao Ke's mind, and his eyes swept around. This is the simplest and most direct method, but the target is weak and has little money in hand.