The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 341 - 236 Messenger

Chapter 341: Chapter 236 Messenger

The Evolvers reacted and moved quickly; upon hearing these key pieces of information, they immediately began searching for other unoccupied rooms. In just a few seconds, they had ascertained the room situation here.

Out of the seven rooms, surprisingly, four were occupied, leaving only three empty.

"Four people, three rooms? That seems to be insufficient," Qin Bing immediately said.

"Does that mean one of us won’t get a room? Perhaps two people will have to share one?" Tao Yuan glanced at the others and then at Zhang Jing, saying, "How about Zhang Jing and I share a room, while you and Li Yi each get your own room?"

"There’s no need for that trouble. The person earlier said that only one person is allowed per room, but didn’t specify who that had to be," Li Yi’s gaze suddenly turned cold, then scanned the group: "Forcefully open a room, throw the person inside out, and make them vacate the room."

This statement instantly awakened them.

"Isn’t that a bit too harsh?" Zhang Jing remarked.

"For the sake of survival, do we even care about such things? If you can’t do it, I will. I was born with a deep-rooted evil nature; doing this kind of thing for me is as simple as eating and drinking," replied Li Yi.

After speaking, he walked straight towards a tightly shut door.

This one it is.

Room number 11.

However, as soon as his hand touched the door, an indifferent voice came from inside: "A new Messenger thinks to take my room? If you step one foot into this room, I’ll make sure none of the four of you survive tonight. I’ve already killed three newcomers as clueless as you."

After speaking.

The door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man stood there. He appeared slightly unkempt, but his eyes revealed a fierce look. In his hand, he held a gun with the safety off, aimed directly at Li Yi.

"Since you’re so arrogant, you’ve decided to vacate the room," Li Yi said calmly, unfazed by the threat of the gun, and he stepped forward boldly.

"Then go die," the middle-aged man, seeing Li Yi’s fearlessness, did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded.

At such a close distance, there was almost no chance of missing.

Yet Li Yi, as if he had anticipated the danger, sidestepped, deftly dodging the bullet. He then raised his hand and threw a punch.

Fist Power exploded.

The middle-aged man’s hand, along with his entire hand, was instantly pulverized by the terrifying Gang Qi, scattering metal fragments and flesh everywhere.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was stupefied.

Subsequently, an intense pain began emanating from his severed hand, assailing his brain and making him cry out in agony.

"You think you can intimidate me with a pistol when I can dodge sniper bullets?" Li Yi was ruthless, then gave a light tap on the nape of the middle-aged man’s neck, and the middle-aged man, still screaming, slumped to the ground unconscious.

He then picked him up and tossed him outside the door.

"I hope you can still survive tomorrow." Li Yi didn’t kill him but left him to fend for himself outside.

The other team members did not comment on this.

Li Yi had acted with the team’s survival in mind; if he hadn’t acted, they would have had to, because in such a godforsaken place, one couldn’t afford to be too soft-hearted; when it was time to act, one had to act.

"Everyone, go back to your rooms. After dawn, we’ll examine the situation of the Ghost Post Office," he said.

Subsequently, Li Yi immediately entered the room.

The others also went into their rooms and closed the doors behind them.

Only after entering the room did Li Yi realize there was a lamp emitting a dim yellow light. Although the light wasn’t very strong, for some reason, being in a room with the lamp gave him a sense of security, confirming that staying in the room was indeed safe.

"So does determining safety in this Ghost Post Office depend on whether there’s light or not?"

Li Yi stared at the lamp and remembered what the person had said earlier.

The Ghost Post Office lights out at six, and the night can be very dangerous?

So if the lights don’t go out at night in the room, and the room is safe, does that mean light equals safety?

Unclear, but this had to be remembered to see if there would be an opportunity to verify it in the future.

He then set his backpack down, took out his phone intending to chat with the others, only to find that there was no signal at all, as if suffering interference from some force. He checked his GPS device and found that it was functioning, which reassured him quite a bit.

It appeared that the technology from his world was still powerful, able to ignore the interference here, ensuring he wouldn’t miss the Cross Border signal.

Li Yi then started checking other parts of the room.

Apart from an old bed and a bathroom, there was nothing else; even the air was filled with the smell of mold, which would be suffocating enough to drive an average person insane.

Then he remembered something and immediately took out the yellow letter he had picked up earlier.

As soon as he pulled it out, Li Yi saw the yellow letter visibly disintegrate rapidly, turning into a pile of dust, leaving no trace to be found.

It seemed that the letter had served its purpose, and was now rendered useless.

"I think I understand now. The moment I received this letter, I had already become a messenger for the Ghost Post Office, and my next task should be to fulfill the responsibilities of a messenger, continually delivering letters... As for what kind of letters and to whom, or the dangers I might encounter along the way, that remains unknown. Everything is in the hands of fate."

Li Yi pieced together everything that had happened today and began to unravel all the threads.

It turned out that Wang Qiao, the person in charge of Dazhuang City, wanted him to deliver letters for the Ghost Post Office.

Moreover, there seemed to be quite a few taboos and rules within this Ghost Post Office.

Some information had to be figured out on his own, while other information could be asked from the previous old messengers, who might know a bit more.

Realizing this, Li Yi was no longer anxious. He planned to stay in this room for the night, waiting for dawn to break.

As time ticked away slowly.

Until a certain moment.

Li Yi suddenly heard some noise from outside the door, footsteps, but these were peculiar: heavy, oppressive, not like those of a living person walking, but more like a corpse trampling the ground. Occasionally, when passing by, a creaking sound could be heard, especially when nearing the hall.

"Could that be the ghost that roams the Ghost Post Office at night?" he thought, yet he felt no fear.

As an Evolver in the Refining Realm, Li Yi had gone through numerous fights and his psychological resilience was well-honed, much stronger than those ordinary people who had entered the Ghost Post Office; thus, these terrifying entities couldn’t scare him.

If the rules of the Ghost Post Office were absolute, then the ghost definitely couldn’t enter the room.

And indeed, it was so.

Over the course of two or three hours, Li Yi heard the sound of footsteps lingering many times. At one point, the closest they came was just passing by the doorway. His glowing eyes could even catch a glimpse of a withered, aged arm flicking past through the crack of the old wooden door.

Yet, as close as the ghost was, it never opened any of the rooms.

"Discovering the ghost’s pattern..." Upon witnessing this scene, Li Yi didn’t know why, but these words suddenly popped up in his mind.

Perhaps, for a ghost in this world to kill, certain conditions must be met; if not, even if a ghost passes by your side, it won’t harm you.

Otherwise, how could one explain what happened just now?

Time passed by the minute and second.

When it struck six o’clock in the morning, the dim light in the room suddenly went out, but correspondingly, the lights inside the Ghost Post Office came on.

"Is it dawn?" After sitting quietly all night without sleep or cultivation, Li Yi was alert to the dangers around him.

Bang!

The next moment.

There was a sound of a door opening outside.

Qin Bing, Zhang Jing, and Tao Yuan had also not slept the entire night, eagerly waiting for the lights to turn on before immediately walking out of their rooms.

Li Yi followed suit and walked out as well.

Seeing that their teammates were all right, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"The person from last night has disappeared," said Qin Bing, looking around before speaking immediately.

"It’s not just the person that’s gone—the bloodstains on the ground have also disappeared," Li Yi added, glancing down.

The disappearance of these bloodstains was not due to someone deliberately cleaning them up, but rather as if they were erased by a powerful force. Moreover, it wasn’t just the bloodstains that were gone; the black letters that were previously visible on the ground had also vanished.

"It seems that what the person said was correct—the Ghost Post Office at night is indeed dangerous," Zhang Jing said, her complexion regained some color and looking much better. As an Evolver in the Spiritual Realm, her body could recover quickly as long as she was alive.

"Although it’s dangerous, it’s also very safe. As long as you stay in your room, even if there are ghosts outside, they won’t harm us. Strictly speaking, this place is even safer than the outside," Li Yi said. "However, now that we have become messengers for this Ghost Post Office, I don’t think this ghostly place will let us stay here comfortably."

"That’s right, all messengers have to participate in delivering letters. You are messengers of the first floor, and only after delivering three letters can you go to the second floor to serve as messengers there," said the person from last night, who also opened his door and walked out cautiously.

Li Yi stared at him: "There are such rules? How many floors does this Ghost Post Office have?"

"I heard from the previous messengers that there are five floors. You can only leave the Ghost Post Office and gain freedom after delivering all the letters. By the way, my name is Guo You." The man introduced himself, harboring a sense of reverence for Li Yi and the others in his heart.

He had heard everything that happened yesterday loud and clear.

These were not ordinary people; they all had some special abilities.

"Three letters per floor, five floors in total, and then freedom?" Li Yi’s expression grew somber: "The odds of survival don’t seem to be high."

Fifteen letters.

It didn’t sound like much.

But given that this place was called the Ghost Post Office, the task of delivering letters was certainly not easy or simple.

"Are you talking about that thing when you mention delivering letters?" Suddenly, Zhang Jing pointed.

Indeed, on the wooden counter of the hall, a yellow envelope was conspicuously placed.

At the sight of this letter, the man named Guo You visibly staggered, showing a hint of fear: "There really is a letter-delivery task, and why has this letter appeared in the hall this time? Weren’t they always found in rooms before?"

He had searched in his room earlier and hadn’t seen the letter, thinking he might be spared from delivering one. Yet, to his surprise, the letter still appeared.