娜妲莉的情人

At the same time, he realized something. His eyes were closed.

The scenery in front of him disappeared, turning into darkness.

The cold mist around him seemed to have become dozens of times thicker in an instant, firmly wrapping him up.

"What\'s going on?" Feng bujue thought to himself, am I under some kind of mental attack ... Why do I feel like my surroundings, including my lungs ... Are all filled with liquid? And ... I don\'t feel any discomfort ..."

嘀--嘀--

At this moment, he heard two more buzzes.

Then, a voice that was very similar to the system\'s voice sounded,"[Warning! Tester 8775 is awakening ... Warning! Tester 8775 is awakening ...]

"Hey! Who\'s in charge of that cabin!"

"It\'s Anton, Sir. He went to have lunch, Sir. "

"Then hurry up and move your butt, go and help him finish his work!"

"Yes! Sir!"

The conversation in a muffled voice that came from nowhere sounded a few seconds later.

"Who is it?" Feng bujue wanted to ask, but he quickly realized that he could not open his mouth. He could only say in his heart, what kind of development is this? where am I?

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as heavy as Mount Tai. This very simple thought caused him to have a splitting headache ...

"My entire body is weak, all my senses have been reduced to the level of a vegetable, and I can\'t even open the game menu ..." Feng bujue did not panic. He quickly and calmly analyzed the situation."No matter what ... Just as the woman\'s voice said ... I need to open my eyes as soon as possible. This is the best chance for me to understand the scenario\'s setting."

"Increasing concentration of solution. Preparing for emergency pulse. Counting down from five, four, three ..." The emotionless voice spoke again. Even though brother Jue did not fully understand what the other party was saying, he knew ... That this was probably bad news for him.

[Two, one ...]

At the last second, at the last moment, Feng bujue used his shocking willpower to resist the indescribable headache ... And opened his eyes.

However, his vision had only recovered for about a second.

A second later, a piercing pain that exceeded the limits of the human brain struck him, causing his body to convulse intensely ... Then, he fell into a state of complete loss of his five senses.

But ... Brother Jue was not a normal person. In that short second, he withstood the soreness of the liquid soaking his retina and successfully "saw" something ...

Through a layer of transparent, light green liquid and two layers of glass (at least it looked like glass), he saw a person.

To be more precise, it was an adult man in a light-colored one-piece suit floating in the liquid.

Furthermore, the man\'s appearance ... Feng bujue had seen him once before. He was the man in the felt hat.

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"Ha......Hu ....."

It seemed like an instant, but it also seemed like a long time had passed.

In any case, when Feng bujue regained control of his body, the first thing he did was to take a deep breath.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and found himself leaning against the glass door of the store, sitting on the ground.

The surroundings were still foggy, but the \'ethereal female voice\' and the rolling of the bicycle chains ... Had disappeared.

And beside his hand ... There was a blank letter paper that appeared out of thin air.

"Hmm ... I think I \'ve\' returned \', and I\'ve somehow obtained a key item ..." Feng bujue glanced at the game menu. There was no change to his Life Points and stamina points, and there were no debuffs."What I saw earlier was not an illusion, and it did not look like a memory fragment. There\'s an extremely high chance ... It\'s the \'truth\' that happened immediately. " He patted the dust off his body and stood up with the paper in his hand."That is to say ... The town I\'m in right now, or ...\'This world\'... May not really exist."

This hypothesis changed Feng bujue\'s train of thought. From the moment he entered the scenario, he had to re-examine everything he had seen and deduced.

Things are getting more and more complicated ... Even though he was thinking, brother Jue did not delay his action. No matter what happened, there was a basic principle that he had to follow the mission.

Therefore, as Feng bujue reminisced about the earlier scene, he got back on the bike and continued on his way.

"Now here comes the question ... Am I playing \'Dave\' or the so-called \'tester 8775\'? Dave is the name of number 8775, or is it a \'role\' that number 8775 is playing?" Brother Jue thought, what kind of existence is that \'felt hat man\'? He\'s just a projection that appeared in my mind subconsciously, and he\'s an important clue?"

Feng bujue struggled in the whirlpool of thoughts, searching for all the possible answers.

The hypothesis of the homeowner being a "clone" was no longer important. If this was really a world that existed in the consciousness, the appearance of those people was meaningless ... Even if they all looked like dogs, it was reasonable.

He organized his thoughts as he rode the bike, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the northern Cemetery.

It looked like a very ordinary Cemetery ... On the vast green grass, there were tombstones made of stone standing neatly one after another, and in front of each tombstone, there was a small mound of earth.

"Hmm ... Where is the abandoned mailbox?" Feng bujue pedaled his bicycle and moved along the path between the graves, searching for the mailbox that could contact the ghost postman.

Not long after, he saw one on the west side of the cemetery.

It was a dark green, cylindrical mailbox with a gap for mail delivery. The words "post office of the town of otaku" were printed on the top.

Feng bujue parked his bicycle and walked to the back of the mailbox. He looked at the mailbox and realized that there was a very small ring lock.

"It doesn\'t look that hard to break ..." He looked at the lock and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he decided not to use brute force to open it. "But ... Judging from the overall atmosphere of this scenario, I think it\'s better if I don\'t use this kind of violence to break it."

He went back to the front of the mailbox, took out the blank letter paper and Dave\'s ballpoint pen, laid the paper on the top of the mailbox, and began to write ...

[Dear Mr. Ghost postman, Hello.]

Considering that he only had one piece of paper, he could not alter it, so brother Jue wrote very seriously. Every sentence was written after much consideration.

[My name is Dave, I\'m a temporary postman at the post office of the town of otaku.]

[I think you still remember me ... Because we\'ve met more than once today, and you\'ve even "shocked" me once.]

[Of course, I have no opinion on that ... You\'re right. It\'s my first time here and I don\'t know the rules (laugh).]

[Back to the main topic. I\'m writing to you this time mainly because I have a few things to ask you.]

[First, can you tell me ... The command codes of the eleven landlords on 7th 3rd Street, 10th 4th Street, 3rd 5th Street, 9th 6th Street, 7th 7th 7th Street, 1st 8th Street, 3rd 9th 9th Street, 9th 10th Street, 7th 11th Street, 12th Street, and 3rd 13th Street?]

[Second, I want to confirm with you. Are you really willing to work in this town?]

[Thirdly, what kind of information does the newspaper you gave me earlier contain?]

[Fourth, may I ask ... Why are all the shops in this town not open? Why was it that director Nelson could kill people at will? And ... How can I \'gain your approval\' and become an official postman of the town of aotaku?]

[If it\'s convenient, please answer my question as soon as possible. I\'ll be very grateful.]

p [This is a toast from Dave.]

After writing the letter with what he thought was a perfect handwriting, Feng bujue read through it again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the content, he folded the letter and stuffed it into the mailbox. "