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

To travel to the real world, you need to draw upon the power of the Ghost Lake.

Please visit Xiping Ancient Town first!

Qin Taotao's gaze fell on the four characters "Xiping Ancient Town," and her brows furrowed slightly.

This name.

She had never seen the Ghost Post Office in any of its records; it was clearly a completely new, unknown, and dangerous area.

But the address on the envelope was clear.

Let her know that the location of this mission is not too far from the area where the Ghost Post Office is located.

At a normal speed.

It will probably take several hours to get there.

However, her current condition is not suitable for immediate departure.

Although she had just devoured the Mist Demon and gained a huge boost in power, the physical exhaustion and the depletion of her supernatural power were real.

Although the wound on his chest, pierced by the mist ghost, was forcibly suppressed by supernatural forces.

But it still aches faintly.

The supernatural power within the body also needs time to settle and be digested.

The Path of the Demon Tamer.

The road to progress is never smooth; every improvement comes with enormous risks and costs.

She needs time to recover.

exactly.

Each time a mail delivery mission is completed, the Ghost Post Office grants the Ghost Master three days of rest.

This is the rule.

It also gives the ghost tamer a chance to breathe and survive.

Qin Taotao decided to make good use of these three days.

Get yourself into the best possible condition to prepare for any unforeseen dangers.

She turned around.

Following the familiar route, I returned to the first floor of the Ghost Post Office.

This is the cafeteria area.

Food is available every day.

These foods are said to restore the spirit and energy of the demon tamer, and even repair their injuries.

For Qin Taotao right now, this is undoubtedly the best choice.

Inside the cafeteria.

It was an eerie silence.

In the vast space,

The long dining table was neatly arranged, with some pastries, fruits and drinks that looked fairly fresh on it.

however.

The entire cafeteria was completely empty.

There was no sign of any other ghost riders or ghost post office employees.

Only a faint, almost imperceptible ghostly aura lingered in the air.

It flowed slowly through the cafeteria like an invisible tide.

Every now and then, he would twirl a fallen leaf on the table, or make a slight scraping sound from a chair in the corner.

Qin Taotao was already used to these eerie auras.

She seemed oblivious to anything unusual.

He walked straight to a dining table.

On the table was a seemingly ordinary pastry, emitting a faint sweet aroma.

Without hesitation, she picked up the pastry and began to eat it in small bites.

The pastries melt in your mouth.

It has a cool sweetness.

As the pastries were swallowed.

A gentle and pure spiritual energy instantly spread throughout her body, nourishing her damaged body like a gentle stream.

She could feel it clearly.

The pain in my chest is lessening, and the supernatural power I've been depleting is slowly recovering.

The feeling of weakness caused by overexertion is gradually fading away.

This pastry is truly extraordinary.

It is not an ordinary food.

Rather, it contains some unique supernatural power.

It can gently repair the demon tamer's physical and spiritual depletion.

After finishing a piece of pastry.

Qin Taotao felt much better physically and her spirits lifted.

Although not fully recovered yet.

But at least it's no longer in that precarious state.

A strong feeling of drowsiness then washed over me.

This is a signal that the body is sending during its self-repair process.

she knows.

The best way to recover is through deep sleep.

She didn't linger any longer, turned around and left the cafeteria, returning to her floor.

She lay on the simple bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

This sleep.

She was sleeping in a very deep sleep, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

No dreams

There was no disturbance.

There was only pure darkness and silence.

She didn't expect it.

I slept for three whole days straight.

When Qin Taotao woke up again, she was startled awake by a sudden and intense stimulus.

Before her eyes.

The ceiling was no longer dim, but was now enveloped in a blood-red light.

Countless dense texts appeared before her eyes like a tide, and refreshed rapidly like bullet comments.

Every word carried an ominous, bloody hue.

It seemed to be written in blood, exuding a strong eerie aura.

Warning: Delivery time has expired!

"Punishment: Failure to complete the mission on time will result in being eliminated by the Ghost Post Office!"

The blood-red bullet screen kept flashing in front of her eyes.

Every word felt like a sharp knife piercing her nerves.

Qin Taotao's eyes instantly cleared.

She sat up in bed.

I felt the filling of supernatural power within my body and the complete recovery of my physical condition.

Three days of deep sleep and the nourishment from the mystical pastries brought her back to her peak condition.

It's even more powerful than before.

She was somewhat surprised that she had slept for so long.

But he quickly suppressed his surprise.

The rules of the Ghost Post Office are not to be questioned, and the mission hints at new dangers to come.

She picked up the dark red envelope that was on the bedside table.

I felt the cold touch of the envelope, and a kind of restless, supernatural power within it.

Qin Taotao did not hesitate at all.

She took a step.

I walked straight out of the ghost post office.

As she walked out of the Ghost Post Office and into the empty square outside...

The scene before her made her pause slightly.

on the square.

It was no longer deserted. Dozens of figures stood sparsely, chatting in small groups.

His face displayed a complex mix of emotions:

There was fear, unease, curiosity, and a little excitement.

Obviously,

These are all in the real world.

Players who are chosen again by the Ghost Post Office, or players who are chosen for the first time.

They will travel to Xiping Ancient Town with Qin Taotao and others to participate in this mail delivery mission.

Qin Taotao's gaze swept over these new faces.

Many of them looked very young, even somewhat naive, with a sense of bewilderment about the unknown world in their eyes.

Compared to them.

Qin Taotao exuded a calm and cold demeanor that came from years of experience.

It stands out exceptionally well.

She didn't speak to anyone, but simply stood quietly to the side, waiting.

quickly,

A dilapidated bus slowly drove up and stopped in the center of the square.

The bus was covered in rust.

The car windows were covered with a thick layer of dust, making it look like it had been pulled out of a junkyard.

however.

The car door opened automatically, emitting a faint, cold light.

It was as if they were being silently urged to get on the bus.

Everyone looked at each other.

Ultimately, under the pressure of the Ghost Post Office's rules, they gradually boarded the bus.

Qin Taotao also got into the car.

I found a seat by the window and sat down.

The bus interior was equally dilapidated, with severely worn seats and a musty smell and a faint stench of blood permeating the air.

But everyone knows it.

This bus was their only means of transportation to the mission location.

Everyone got on the bus.

The doors closed slowly, and the bus engine emitted a deep roar as it began to slowly start.

We drove towards Xiping Ancient Town.

Inside the carriage,

A heavy silence fell once again.

Only the roar of the engine and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground echoed in my ears.