A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

The world's attention is focused on this dungeon called "The Mysterious Post Office".

People finally realized it.

This is not just a series of individual survival games.

Instead, it is a completely new and brutal battlefield where nations must contend with each other!

The third floor of the Ghost Post Office.

Just as Qin Taotao was staring blankly at the envelope.

In the corridor behind her.

The light and shadow distorted, and figures appeared out of thin air, crashing onto the ashes-covered ground.

they.

These are new players from all over the world.

"Where am I? Wasn't I sleeping at home?"

"It's so hot! It's choking! Help!"

"Ouch! My hand! My hand is burned!"

These new players were thrown into a state of great panic as soon as they appeared.

They were dressed in different ways.

Some were wearing pajamas, and some were wearing suits.

They were all suddenly arrested during their daily lives.

The third layer is a harsh environment.

They were given a rude awakening in an instant.

Qin Taotao looked at these bewildered, fearful people, some even burned from direct contact with the ground, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She saw the exact same expressions on these people's faces as she had back then.

soon.

The new players also discovered a charred wooden table at the end of the corridor, along with envelopes prepared for them on the table.

They picked up the envelope, trembling.

When I saw the phrase "hand the envelope to the person lying in the coffin".

despair.

It completely enveloped everyone.

……

24-hour preparation time.

It slowly passed by amidst torment and panic.

"when--"

A clear, melodious chime, yet tinged with an eerie atmosphere, resounded throughout the entire Ghost Post Office.

The break is over, and the mission officially begins.

Qin Taotao felt a blur before her eyes.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly.

When she saw it clearly again.

They found themselves outside the Ghost Post Office, in a desolate land shrouded in endless mist and towering flames.

beside her.

There were still more than seventy figures standing there.

they.

All of them were players who chose to perform the delivery mission.

A total of 79 people.

The spaces of the Ghost Post Office overlapped at that moment.

All the players who accepted the quest were gathered together. This was a group quest.

As for the other players...

They chose another option—to stay inside the ghost post office for seven days.

If they can survive seven days in that haunted building, their mission will be complete.

Although equally dangerous.

But compared to going to an unknown place to deliver a message to a ghost in a coffin.

This task is undoubtedly much easier.

"What...what should we do now?"

A young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes asked in a trembling voice.

around.

It was a thick fog so dense you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

far away.

It is the apocalyptic fire that burns the sky.

They had no idea which way to go, let alone find the place called "Huanggang Village".

A sense of despair spread through the crowd.

Just then.

A player from a small Southeast Asian country seems to have discovered something.

He pointed to a silhouette not far away and said with a look of surprise and uncertainty:

"What...what is that?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

In the thick fog, a columnar object could be vaguely seen standing there.

One of the bolder players went over.

Brush off the dust.

A rusty, red button was revealed, along with blurry writing next to it.

Bus stop!

This is a bus stop that has appeared out of nowhere in this post-apocalyptic wasteland!

The player hesitated for a moment.

Seeing the dead end around him, he finally gritted his teeth and pressed the red button hard.

The button sank in without making a sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just when everyone thought this thing was just for show...

A distant, rumbling engine sound came from the depths of the thick fog.

Two dim, yellowish headlights pierced the darkness.

A dilapidated green bus, its body rusted and seemingly on the verge of falling apart, slowly emerged from the darkness.

Finally, with a creak, it came to a stop in front of the platform.

The car doors opened automatically.

The sign on the roof, displaying the destination, flashed a few times before finally settling on three large, blood-red characters.

Huanggang Village.

Seeing this, Qin Taotao breathed a long sigh of relief.

If she were really allowed to drive that awful taxi to find her way...

In this godforsaken place.

She might not be able to find it.

With readily available transportation, this is undoubtedly the best option.

"Shall we...get on the bus?"

Someone asked uneasily.

"Where else can we go if we don't get on the bus? Are we just going to wait here to die?"

A burly man who looked like a gang member was the first to stride onto the bus.

The others saw this.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow one after another.

All 79 people boarded the bus.

The car door closed.

The bus started again, carrying a busload of anxious passengers, heading into deeper darkness and the unknown.

……

Inside the bus, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone sat nervously in their seats, not daring to make a sound.

Outside the car window.

The rapidly receding, blurry firelight and thick fog create a strong sense of temporal and spatial disorientation.

In a depressing atmosphere.

People started whispering among themselves.

"Is there something wrong with this car?"

"I remember, in a previous live stream, that player from Japan took a taxi, and the price he paid was his lifespan..."

"Will there be any charge for this bus as well?"

this problem.

It was like a huge boulder pressing down on everyone's heart.

They were all people who had learned about the rules of this strange world to some extent through live streaming.

They know.

There is no free lunch here.

Any convenience may come at a deadly cost.

In the live streaming room of the real world.

The comments section erupted in heated discussion about this.

"Holy crap, this bus looks like it's from the underworld. Is it driven by a ghost? If they're charging tolls, it'll be a death sentence!"

"Very likely!"

"Look at how dilapidated this car is! It's even worse than Qin Taotao's taxi!"

"It looks like he was dug out of a graveyard."

"But they had no choice. The mission only had three days left. If they didn't take a vehicle, they wouldn't even be able to find Huanggang Village. Either way, they were going to die, so they had no choice but to take a gamble."

"It's too agonizing. This feeling of waiting for an unknown judgment is even more torturous than facing a vengeful ghost directly."

"Hopefully the cost won't be too high. If it takes half my lifespan, how am I supposed to complete this mission?"

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

however.

To everyone's surprise, the bus slowly came to a stop after traveling for about half an hour.

inside the car.

A cold, emotionless electronic voice rang out.

"Huanggang Village, we have arrived. Passengers, please disembark in an orderly manner."

The car door opened with a hiss, revealing a scene outside that was also shrouded in a thin mist.

The crowd looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

We've arrived... just like that?