Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But there is no denying that the potential of this ability is still very amazing.

Zhao Ke believes that with continuous improvement, he can condense four, five, or even ten in the future.

Zhao Ke ignored the wriggling carrion.

I believe that with the current taste of the butcher's box, let it eat, and he is not willing to eat these stinky meat.

Zhao Ke began to rummage through the desks around him.

Hope to find some clues.

Since the main task is to let them come in and find a seat, they will certainly not just let them experience the horror of the classroom.

Zhao Ke stepped off the podium, went to the desk of the character played by the female postman, and searched carefully.

They are all middle school textbooks.

After Zhao Ke opened it, he found that the textbook had no words at all.

Just like the novel in Xiaopingtou's hand at the same table just now, all the handwriting seems to have been erased.

He took out her schoolbag, which also contained no value.

"No?"

After searching for a long time, there was nothing.

Zhao Ke threw away his schoolbag casually, and continued to rummage through other desks.

Especially the girl with the scent of jasmine who pulled herself when she was called out of the classroom.

It became the focus of Zhao Ke's attention.

It's just a textbook without words, without even a name.

This also made Zhao Ke feel helpless, but Zhao Ke reached out his hand unwillingly to look for the girl's schoolbag.

An inconspicuous scratch attracted Zhao Ke's attention.

Many students like to leave their signatures or write something in the inner pocket of the desk.

Add a little personality to your desk.

But with such a long scratch, for a girl, even if she scratched it off, her fingernail would crack.

For convenience, Zhao Ke simply disassembled the desk.

Open the side of the desk pocket to have a look.

A stern look suddenly flashed in Zhao Ke's eyes.

In the small inner pocket, there were not only scratches, but also a few crooked words of hate.

These handwritings are more like fingertips bit by bit.

Looking at the irregular edges of the font, there are also burrs stained red with blood.

Zhao Ke didn't know what it was that would make a girl, enduring great pain, deduct a word of hate here.

Throw the desk straight into the stamp album.

Zhao Ke rummaged around on the surrounding desks one after another, but found nothing but the word hate that was deducted.

Nothing was found.

During this period, Zhao Ke tried to use the soul-hunting technique on these carrion.

It turned out that these carrion corpses had no soul at all.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this time, accompanied by the bell for the end of get out of class.

The door of the classroom in front of him was gently pushed open, Zhao Ke was sure that there was nothing but rotten meat, so he stood up and walked out of the classroom.

After walking out of the classroom, Zhao Ke looked back and found that the classroom had returned to its original appearance.

A piece of dilapidated.

Zhao Ke walked behind the classroom where the other three avatars had entered.

Can't help but my heart sank.

There were three extra corpses in each of the three classrooms.

It was the dead body of his avatar.

The death states of the three corpses are completely different, and the death of each corpse presents a different appearance.

Some were burned to death.

Some were dismembered and hung on the wall.

The last one was the worst, Zhao Ke only found his head, as for the other parts of the body, they were completely gone.

Zhao Ke tried to call back his sub-soul, but the sub-soul did not respond at all.

But he didn't receive the reminder that the split soul was eliminated.

It is very possible that these souls were trapped in another space.

"Should I try every classroom here?"

Walking out to the corridor, Zhao Ke looked at the remaining three classrooms, and couldn't help becoming irritable.

"Hey! Here!"

At this moment, there was a shout, and at the top of the stairs, a young man walked quickly with joy.

It was the postman from before.

When the other party saw Zhao Ke, eager light flashed in his eyes, as if he finally didn't have to fight alone anymore.

He walked over with an excited expression on his face. As soon as he saw Zhao Ke, he began to complain to Zhao Ke.

"Finally it happened. Damn, do you know what I saw in the last classroom? Damn, all the students turned into a group of strange snakes."

Just as Zhao Ke thought, each classroom faced a different situation.