Chapter 704: Ghost Postman (Part 3)

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Although the roads in the town are paved with gravel and sand, they are generally flat. For Jue Ge, who is wearing sports shoes, walking on this kind of road does not require much physical effort.

However, distance exists objectively, and Jue Ge's conjecture of "reducing physical energy based on the character's physical sensation" is correct, so he still has to allocate physical energy reasonably to avoid unnecessary waste.

"Well... the actual distance is farther than imagined..." Feng Bujue walked for nearly 20 minutes and still didn't arrive at the town square, which forced him to speed up his pace. "Moreover, there was not even a single figure along the way. None, and all the shops along the street are closed..." He couldn't help but think, "This...couldn't it be a 'ghost town'..."

Hey, hey, hey, hey...

Just as Jue Ge was thinking, a regular sizzling sound suddenly came from the heavy fog in front of him.

And the sound moved from far to near, approaching at a very fast speed.

"What the hell?" Brother Jue heard the sound and stopped alertly. Without thinking, he put his right hand into his pocket and grabbed his cell phone, ready to face the monster.

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Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The sound is getting closer and closer, but there is still no one in sight.

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly, several crisp ringtones came into Brother Jue's ears. The direction of the sound was consistent with the "buzzing" sound.

"Eh?" At this moment, Feng Bujue seemed to have discovered something.

He lowered his gaze to the ground. After two seconds, he raised his eyes and said, "I'll go...it's really a bicycle..."

Jingle Bell--

Before he finished speaking, the ringing started again. This time the voice was closer, almost in front of him.

Brother Jue's reaction was timely. He immediately dodged to the side and jumped a few steps away.

Then, he saw a trace made by a bicycle tire, "passing" where he was standing just now.

"What's going on..." Feng Bujue turned to look at the air and said in a deep voice. "invisible?"

Out of the instinct of a detective (well, I know he is a mystery writer), he immediately took a few steps forward, squatted down to check the tire tracks, and murmured to himself: "The patterns on the tire tracks have been worn away. , it can be seen that it has been used for a long time... Judging from the depth of the tire marks and the sound made by the bike, it should be an old-fashioned bent handlebar bicycle made of metal and with a chain, and a heavier person was riding on it... Hmm... Or maybe Ghost..." He caressed his lower lip and muttered, "The sound of the chain rolling sounded very smooth. But other parts of the car body did not make any sound, which shows that... although the car is often used, it is well maintained. "

"Ah!" After thinking about it, Feng Bujue suddenly slapped his forehead, "Unknowingly, I became addicted to playing..." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Tch...if I don't hurry up, I won't be able to catch up. "

According to the request of the voice claiming to be the postmaster in the opening CG, the player needs to arrive at "his" office before "nine o'clock in the morning". At this time, it was already 8:52... Brother Jue hadn't even seen the shadow of the post office yet.

"Sure enough, you still have to run..." He quickly stood up and ran away. There was no one on the street anyway. There were no vehicles, and apart from the "invisible bicycle" he encountered just now, he was not afraid of hitting anything.

"Speaking of which...the current main mission [obtaining the recognition of the ghost postman and becoming the new postman of Otaku Town]...does not specify the 'time' requirements." Feng Bujue ran as he ran. He thought to himself, "It's just that the 'postmaster' told me to arrive before nine o'clock... In other words, even if I arrive after nine o'clock, the main mission may not fail. But... the next plot direction, script Difficulty. May change as a result.”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt...it was best not to be late.

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Four minutes later...

"We're finally here..." After running for a long distance, a circular square appeared in front of Feng Bujue.

The pavement of "Otaku Square" is made of cement. Only a few areas use stone bricks; there is a simple fountain in the center of the square, but... the water in the fountain has dried up; the buildings around the square are relatively tall, and most of them are public facilities, such as Police stations, fire stations, hospitals, etc.

Brother Jue ran non-stop towards the north (he could still find the north) and soon saw the sign of the post office.

"Two floors, covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters..." Feng Bujue thought in his mind as he rushed towards the post office door, "The worst thing that could happen is... there is no floor diagram inside, and there is no one for me to ask for directions... I have to find the location of the director's office on my own within three minutes."

Thinking of this, he pushed open the thick glass door in front of him.

"Very good..." Brother Jue said as soon as he entered the door. Because he discovered... The first floor of this post office is just a lobby. Apart from a service desk on the right side of the entrance, there is only a row of windows for handling various businesses.

"Is it over there..." His eyes swept quickly and instantly stopped at the stairs leading to the second floor. There is a sign next to the stairs, which says "Office area, no one allowed to enter", which is a relatively obvious reminder.

As he ran towards the stairs, Feng Bujue took the time to look at the time.

【8:58】

"Lounge, security room, financial room, toilet..." Feng Bujue went up to the second floor and ran all the way. Finally, at 8:59:40, he arrived at the door of the last room at the end of the corridor. "The Director's Office..." He looked at the sign on the door and muttered, then looked down at his watch and said, "Huh... there are still more than ten seconds left... it's so dangerous."

Dong dong dong——

While looking at his watch, his left hand had already begun to knock on the door.

"Please come in." The voice coming from the door is exactly the same as the narration in the opening CG.

Hearing this, Feng Bujue took a breath, wiped his sweat, then held the doorknob and pushed open the door in front of him.

The furnishings in the house are very ordinary. In addition to office tables and chairs, there are several filing cabinets, a glass cabinet, two bonsai, and two flags. Brother Jue can recognize that the star-striped side is the American flag, but he doesn't know what the other side is... However, generally speaking, it should be the town flag of the town or the state flag of the state where it is located.

"I have to say... you left a very bad impression on me from the beginning, Mr. Dave." Before Brother Jue could speak, the man sitting behind the desk said something very unpleasant. Lines.

It was an old man wearing a plaid suit and black-framed round eyes. He looked to be over sixty years old. However, his eyes were still bright and his back was straight.

"Do you have any objections to my clothes or hairstyle? Sir." Feng Bujue was naturally not the kind of person who would be at a loss when encountering emergencies. After hearing the inexplicable criticism from the other party, he calmly proposed a question and closed the door behind him.

"No, I am very tolerant of employees' appearance." The director replied, "I only have one requirement... and that is 'punctuality'." When he said the last two words, he specially emphasized them. Tone.

"The moment I knocked on your door was eight fifty-nine minutes and forty-five seconds." Feng Bujue met the other person's gaze without fear and replied. "This isn't beyond the time you specified, is it?"

"I see..." the director said, raising his hand and showing his watch to Brother Jue, "Your watch is three minutes slow."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue's eyes changed slightly, "No way..." He then took out the mobile phone in his pocket and pressed it, "That's right... the time on my watch and mobile phone are consistent. yes……"

"...It's three minutes too late." The director interrupted Brother Jue.

"Uh..." Feng Bujue raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. "Is it possible that it's the director's cousin..."

"Impossible." The director directly rejected his hypothesis before Brother Jue said, "It's almost three minutes."

"Okay." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue straightened his expression. "It is my fault."

Brother Jue is also a sensible person. He knows that in some cases, the facts are not important. Attitude is what matters.

A leader is a leader, even if he doesn't know what to do or thinks a deer is a horse. You also try not to correct or contradict him, otherwise... you are asking for trouble. Of course, the kind of good leader who “promotes you because you prevent him from stepping down” also exists. If you think you are lucky enough to meet him, you might as well give it a try. If you get beaten to death, don’t blame me. Already...

"No, you're right."

Unexpectedly, the next second, Mr. Director's attitude would turn 180 degrees.

"Ah?" At this time, Feng Bujue was really stunned.

"My watch is indeed three minutes ahead, and I know this." The director continued, "The reason why I have wronged you is to see...under pressure, will you compromise with power or stick to the truth."

"There's no need to rise to such a high level..." Feng Bujue glared at the other party and replied, "Just treat me as a respecter...can you let me do it?"

"Do you think I'm very old?" The director followed Brother Jue's words and asked another difficult question.

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied simply. Since the other party wants to hear the truth, he will tell the truth to the end. Whether it will be unpleasant to tell is another matter. "I think if I argue with you seriously, You might die suddenly from a burst blood vessel, so I admitted my mistake."

"Very good!" The director slapped the table and stood up.

His move... made Feng Bujue instinctively take a half step back. For a moment, Brother Jue felt that the old man wanted to turn over the table and beat him.

"Let me formally meet you." The director straightened his back and extended his right hand forward. "I am the director of the post office in Otaku Town, Norman Nelson."

"Hmm...Hello, Mr. Nelson." Feng Bujue hesitated for half a second and stretched out his hand.

"Call me Norman, thank you." At this time, Nelson's face showed a kind smile.

"Nice to meet you, Norman." Feng Bujue replied with a smile.

Although he looked friendly on the surface, Jue Ge did not stop observing and analyzing this NPC: "He is a man who is very good at using language and demeanor. He is very decisive when he is serious and very contagious when he is friendly. His handshake is stronger than mine... um... these are all typical characteristics of a politician." His eyes moved on the other person, "The collar, cuffs and hands all show that he had a military background." The longer he looked, the more detailed he knew, "His hair is meticulous and his beard is trimmed properly, which shows that he cares about his appearance; the third button of his shirt has been mended, and there are also traces of mending on the elbow, which shows that he is a frugal person; there is a trace of a ring on the ring finger of his left hand, but it is gone now... Divorced? Or a widower?"

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and it only took a few seconds.

After the two shook hands, Nelson said, "Mr. Dave, as you can see, I like straightforward people." As he spoke, he sat down again and raised his hand to signal Brother Jue to sit on a chair on the other side of the desk. "With me, you don't have to worry about offending people with your words, let alone your appearance..." He paused, "You just need to remember two words... First, punctuality, and second, firmness."

"It sounds like... I have passed the interview?" Feng Bujue asked tentatively.

"Heh... passed? Hahaha..." Nelson laughed, "Not yet, Mr. Dave." As he said, he opened a drawer in front of him and took out a stack of envelopes, "The philosophy of our bureau is - practice is the only standard for testing employees."

"This sounds familiar..." Feng Bujue complained in a low voice.

Nelson ignored him and continued, "Whether you can be officially hired by our bureau depends on your performance today." He pushed the stack of envelopes in front of Brother Jue and said, "This is your task today."

[Side quest has been triggered] As soon as Nelson finished speaking, the system voice sounded.

Feng Bujue immediately opened the game menu, glanced at the task bar, and saw the new task [Send all letters before midnight, current progress 0/13].

"Since it's a side quest, it means you don't have to do it..." Brother Jue thought to himself, "Simply put, if you deliver it before midnight, you will get an extra reward. If you don't deliver it... it won't cause you to fail to pass the level."

"This is the map of Otaku Town." After a few seconds, Nelson took out a 20*40 puzzle map from the drawer and put it on the table, "And... a work manual." He took out another not-too-thick booklet, "And... your bicycle key." This should be the last thing, because he closed the drawer after taking it out, "Go out the back door and you will see the carport. The bag with the envelope is in the bicycle pocket. Since you are not a formal employee of our bureau yet,... you can only deliver the letters in plain clothes today." He paused for two seconds, looked at Brother Jue's face and said, "Any other questions, Mr. Dave." (To be continued...)