Arriving at the familiar post office, Wang Ye had some faint expectations.
Although each task was quite dangerous, the rewards were completely proportional to the effort expended.
Without the rewards from the post office twice, Wang Ye would not have had the bargaining chips to negotiate terms with someone like Zhang Ziliang either.
Wang Ye was still quite clear about his own positioning.
After all, in his previous life as a member of an A-level team, he was nothing more than a minor character in Zhang Ziliang’s eyes.
Familiarly arriving at the front desk, Wang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes became solemn.
A letter almost completely stained with blood was innocently placed on the front desk.
Next to the envelope was a slightly rusty key.
"This is..."
"A deadly mission..."
Looking at the letter in front of him, Wang Ye murmured.
Last time it was just an ordinary letter stained with a few drops of blood, which had already scared Wang Ye.
This time...
Even the usually calm Wang Ye couldn't help but gasp.
"But the tasks from the post office, no matter how dangerous, can always be completed."
Wang Ye pondered for a few seconds, muttering to himself, then looked towards the prompt note to the side.
Task requirements:
Drive the postal car, follow the navigation and drive to the destination point.
Deliver the letter to the first person you see.
Task deadline: Deliver within 5 days.
Reward: Official appointment: Grade 1 Ghost Officer, Ghost Officer uniform.
"Official appointment?"
Wang Ye realized: "So the previous ones were just internship assessments from the post office."
"In that case, my authority should increase after becoming an official."
Wang Ye's expression gradually changed, and a hint of madness seemed to lurk within the cold calm.
As if this was the real him suppressed under the surface.
Wang Ye silently took out the letter and key from the front desk and put them in his pocket before turning to leave.
Returning to the living room, Wang Ye stood at the window, expressionlessly looking down.
Sure enough, an old-fashioned postal car had silently stopped at the entrance of the community at some point.
"It's directly guiding energy and conveying reality."
"Or...man-made..."
Wang Ye thought for a long time, silently pulled down the curtains, and fell asleep on the bed.
He attached great importance to rest and recovery before every action.
The next day...
After getting everything ready, Wang Ye went to the entrance of the community and used the key from the front desk to open the postal car and got in.
The postal car looked a little old, and even the control panel was covered in dust. When starting the car, the engine made a huge roar, making one wonder if the car could even start.
Fortunately, the post office did not disappoint.
The post office started up slowly, and the navigation to the side lit up at this moment.
Touching the steering wheel, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
The feel of this steering wheel was a little strange.
It seemed...like touching human skin, and the brake below was like stepping on a lump of flesh.
The light of the navigation flickered slightly, as if it was broken.
As the car started, the surrounding scenery suddenly became illusory.
The shadows of people on the street seemed to become blurred. At this moment, Wang Ye and the postal car seemed to be in a different dimension from these pedestrians.
And at this time, a route map finally appeared on the flickering navigation screen.
Seeing the location on the navigation, Wang Ye's face paled slightly.
After the eternal night...
The whole world had fallen into barren lands.
Among them, Buddhism and Taoism relied on their mysterious foundations to forcibly open up pure lands, building Buddhist countries and Taoist cities in the barren lands that could survive.
Then, with the help of the Taoist cities, the government opened up ten cities, firmly resisting the erosion of the barren lands.
Even so, horrific paranormal events still erupted in the cities from time to time.
But they were still considered havens in the chaotic times. Everywhere else had completely fallen.
To put it in one sentence...
A ghost's paradise.
Once out of the city, not taking the official route, one had to be prepared to die at any time.
The trains to other cities, only one a day, also needed protection from many espers.
Of course, although the barren lands were dangerous, they were also full of opportunities.
Countless people who could not survive, or espers about to die, would choose to go to the barren lands, hoping to dig up treasures.
They were called...scavengers.
But ninety-nine percent of people died.
And the surviving one percent all brought back quite valuable things.
And the navigation’s location...
Was deep in the barren lands.
And...
It was in a place that was completely undeveloped.
Judging purely from the data, this mission was hopeless...
"I believe in my judgment, the post office would not give me an impossible mission."
Wang Ye took a deep breath, madness flashing in his eyes, and stepped hard on the accelerator.
The engine let out a shaky roar, but the postal car shot out at a speed unmatched to the sound.
The pedestrians seemed to ignore this mysterious postal car, until Wang Ye drove the postal car directly through the city wall.
"As expected, the postal car exists between reality and nothingness."
Seeing the postal car pass through the wall, Wang Ye revealed an I-knew-it expression and murmured.
And so, one man and one car...
Left the safety of the city, heading into the mysterious barren lands full of legends.
......
"Hehe, my brother would never expect me to come find him."
"The moment he opens the door, I'll twist off his head, then chop off his limbs."
"Or should I chop off his limbs first? Otherwise I won't get to see my brother's terrified expression."
Below Wang Ye’s apartment building, Zhou Han sat at the edge of a flowerbed, pouting as she muttered to herself. Golden knives danced around her.
After a long while...
Zhou Han seemed to have finally thought of the perfect solution, her eyes brightened and she regained her sweet smile. She went to Wang Ye's door and knocked.
The door opened.
Wang Ye stood expressionlessly at the door.
Only this Wang Ye's face was pale as paper, but his expression was equally cold.
"Wang, hello~"
Zhou Han's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled sweetly at ‘Wang Ye’ and said.
Wang Ye expressionlessly glanced at Zhou Han, didn't say a word, and turned stiffly to go back to the living room.
Watching Wang Ye's back, a strange light flashed in Zhou Han's eyes. The next second, countless golden flying knives danced in the air, rushing towards the expressionless Wang Ye sitting on the sofa.
Wang Ye just silently raised his head to look in Zhou Han's direction, without any action.
Then...
Wang Ye was dismembered in an instant.
Bizarrely, there was no blood flowing from the wounds on Wang Ye's corpse lying on the ground.
Through the severed wounds, one could see...
Wang Ye's body was completely empty inside.
Bones, internal organs...all nonexistent.
"Hehe, finally dismembered this guy!"
Zhou Han didn't seem to notice anything wrong, with a triumphant expression on her face. She took out her phone and stood in front of Wang Ye's "corpse" to happily take a selfie.
Then she skipped away with her hands behind her back, even remembering to close the door for him.
After a long time...
The hollow head of Wang Ye's corpse lying in the house suddenly revealed an eerie smile.