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Chapter 713 The First Night on the Third Floor (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly pass, asking for recommendation ticket)

The speed of going to the third floor this time is probably the fastest in history.

Shredding letters is a huge risk, but it also pays off.

For those messengers, fast climbing is not a good thing, because they do not have the corresponding ability to bear the risks brought by the third floor.

But for Su Yuan and Yang Jian, it was just enough to bear it.

Whether the messenger has the ability to deal with it is not within their consideration.

The situation on the third floor is also the same as that on the second floor.

The only difference is that the middle patio is no longer empty, but an open space with a few furnishings. At first glance, it feels like returning to the first floor again.

The rooms are also seven rooms, and that hasn't changed one bit.

And the third floor was empty at the moment, except for those who just came up from the second floor, there seemed to be no messengers on the third floor.

"Why is there no one? Have you all sent letters?"

After taking a rough look, Su Yuan said casually.

"Most of them are not at the time of delivery."

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly: "It is said that the mission time span of the messengers on the third floor is three months, which means that after delivering a letter, they can rest for a long period of time and return to normal life. It is not surprising that there is no one here. .”

"I see."

Su Yuan nodded. He didn't remember these details clearly, but they were not important.

The important thing is to go upstairs quickly.

"So what should we do now, if there is no mission to deliver the letter?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment: "It would be great if we knew where the messengers on the third floor are. We can grab their letters and tear them up."

As he spoke, his eyes began to look at the messengers on the second floor who went upstairs with them.

"You should also know some messengers on the third floor, don't you mind introducing them to me?"

Under Yang Jian's glowing red eyes, the messengers on the second floor couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

That's right, some of them did have contact with the messengers on the third floor. After all, some people became messengers on the second floor earlier, and when they became messengers on the second floor, they would naturally meet some old people.

Some died in the mission of delivering the letter, and some also successfully became the messenger on the third floor.

And Yang Jian obviously set his mind on them.

"That...you two, please listen to me, you went upstairs too fast, if you continue to rush down, you will have to pay a huge price, the task of sending letters is not as simple as you think, especially the red letter .”

"That's the most dangerous. If the red letters on the first floor have the lowest risk, then the ones on the second floor will be higher, followed by the third floor, and so on..."

"And some people have analyzed it before. If the risk of shredding the first letter is 1, then the second letter is 2, the third letter is 4, and the fourth letter is 16. Find a way to bear it."

Obviously these messengers are also afraid, afraid that these two people will tear up the letter as soon as they get it. Maybe these two people have the ability to deal with the risk of tearing up the letter, but they, the messengers, will be in trouble.

Unfortunately, this dissuasion obviously failed to work.

"No matter how dangerous it is, I will tear up the red letter without hesitation."

Yang Jian said coldly; "You can't even imagine what kind of huge impact a red letter will have on the outside world."

"It's a good deal to kill you guys to offset a supernatural event involving the safety of a city."

"Okay, ignore these guys, what are you going to do next?"

"Stay here for a few days and see if you can wait for a messenger."

Yang Jian said: "This is also convenient for us to confirm the situation on the third floor. In addition, you people have to stay with us, otherwise, if they mess around, it will also cause headaches."

"Well, just stay here for a few days."

Su Yuan said indifferently, and then he chose a room by chance and walked in. Seeing this, the rest had no choice but to follow.

They had no other choice, neither could get rid of the control of the post office, nor could they get rid of the identity of the messenger, so Su Yuan and Yang Jian were still here, so they had to obey the arrangement.

The rooms on the third floor are different from the rooms on the second and first floors. There are no walls in the rooms, but instead, there is a strange layer of black mist.

This black mist is very strange, but you can touch the cold wall when you touch it, and as more and more people enter the room, the black fog in the room is also constantly dissipating, leaving some spaces that did not exist before. revealed.

That is also an extra bedroom.

In this way, the rooms on the third floor are equivalent to being able to accommodate unlimited messengers, as if the first and second floors are some kind of screening mechanism, and those above the third floor are already qualified members, so the restriction on the number of people in the room is cancelled. limit.

But this is still useless. After all, the danger of sending letters will only increase, not decrease.

However, the fog that enveloped the surroundings was interesting, even Su Yuan could feel the indescribable danger revealed by the fog.

With his current level of feeling danger, it is enough to prove the danger of the ghost post office.

But fortunately, the ghost post office still operates according to certain rules. As long as it doesn't do something that violates the rules, there will be no problems.

Never before has a courier died suddenly for no reason while following the rules.

After looking at the room for a while, Su Yuan said:

"Then...one person, one room, let's take a rest."

Immediately chose a bedroom and entered to rest.

The others also walked into the other bedrooms as they said. There are too many things that happened today, too much for people to turn their minds around. It really takes time to think deeply and plan, how to take the next road .

Soon, before you know it, night falls.

The lights on the third floor of the post office were still turned off on time, but there was still light in the room, and the yellow light provided a kind of protection for everyone.

However, even so, the night at the post office was not peaceful. In the dark post office, footsteps sounded from time to time, as if someone was walking in the aisle.

At this time, there were still footsteps, most likely ghosts wandering around, and the owner of the footsteps made different movements, including leather shoes and high-heeled shoes.

There are even other voices.

Some old wooden doors opened, making the sound of wood rubbing.

There was an inexplicable sound of dripping water.

But the strange thing is that when something passed the door of the room where the messengers were staying, it was suddenly pulled in by a pair of hands with blue long sleeves, and then there was no more movement.

This happened about twice, so there was no abnormality anymore, and the deathly silence returned.

The night passed safely and soundly.

(End of this chapter)