Mysterious Revival-Chapter 824 - 791 The Same Address

Having said that, he tossed out a golden handgun.

Catching it, Li Yi's expression shifted slightly. He had handled guns before, but the weight of this one... was substantial.

If there were nothing wrong with the gun, then this weight must result from its material.

He deftly removed the magazine for inspection and, surprised, exclaimed: "Gold?"

Indeed, the entire gun was made of gold, a special firearm custom-made, not something one could simply buy with a few hundred dollars abroad.

"The bullets inside, each is worth a hundred thousand in the market. Just that magazine alone is valued at two million. I'm taking a bit of a loss, but the extra, consider that a gift from me," Yang Jian said calmly.

Li Yi touched the smooth and cold gun barrel, his eyes flickering: "The gold price is indeed surging. Some say that supernatural powers can affect all matter but not gold. If one could build a safe house with gold, it could block supernatural invasions. Unfortunately for me, I'm too poor to afford a safe house's worth of gold."

"This gun is also made of gold material, does that mean it can hit ghosts?"

"In theory, that's not incorrect," Yang Jian stated.

Li Yi paused, then let out a laugh: "Right, even if it hits a ghost, it probably can't kill it, only offer some obstruction. This thing is more for use against humans, against messengers with some supernatural powers... ghosts can't be killed, but humans can be, it seems that coming up from downstairs, you came very well-prepared."

He immediately understood the real purpose of this item.

It's better used against people than ghosts.

"But by giving me this thing, aren't you afraid that I'll turn the gun towards you in the future?" Li Yi inquired.

"You could try, but perhaps at the moment you point the gun at me, you'll already be dead," Yang Jian said with eyes emitting a faint red glow, his tone remarkably calm.

"This man is no ordinary individual." Li Yi took a deep sigh of smoke, pondering silently.

None of the people who could reach this floor were fools. To dare to sell such a lethal weapon, he must be fearless and confident.

"Fine, I'll take advantage of your offer and accept your money. As for the letters, I'll give you ten extra sheets. But having more doesn't help, not all messengers have the reputation to use them," Li Yi said.

The two completed the transaction.

Yang Jian received the black, dirty letter.

Merely touching it, he felt a restless, chilly aura lurking on it, as if it had been touched by a malignant ghost, leaving behind some indescribable traces.

"Twist the paper into a long strip like this; it will burn slower. But make sure you don't let the paper burn away entirely before returning to the post office. Otherwise, what might happen is anyone's guess. I've heard of someone who burned through their paper on the way back to the post office after delivering a letter, and they just disappeared without a trace—never to be seen again, neither in the post office nor outside."

Li Yi expertly rolled up the paper into a scroll, demonstrating to the others.

The rolled-up paper looked like a stick of black incense, reminiscent of something used to memorialize the dead.

"Divide this. Two sheets for each person, keep the extra."

Yang Jian took out ten extra sheets and handed them to Li Yang, instructing him to distribute them to Yang Xiaohua, Cai Yu, Wang Shan, and Liu Mingxin.

"Are we giving it to them?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

Yang Jian nodded without further comment.

Li Yang understood and handed out two sheets of paper to each person.

The recipients all had varied expressions, completely unprepared for the idea that the same person who had almost caused their deaths on the second floor would now show such concern for them on this floor.

This didn't make sense.

Did Yang Jian actually wish for their deaths?

Or was it something else?

Suddenly, Cai Yu, Wang Shan, and Liu Mingxin looked at Yang Xiaohua with peculiar expressions.

Could it be that Yang Xiaohua has already sided with Yang Jian, or that she's ensnared him with her charm?

"What are you looking at me for?" Yang Xiaohua frowned and said.

"Your surname is Yang too; could it be that you're related to him? He seems to take extra care of you," the man named Cai Yu speculated.

Yang Xiaohua replied with annoyance, "Nonsense. The surname Yang is very common. And where have I received special care? Didn't you also get the paper?"

"What happened in the second-floor room before?" Liu Mingxin asked.

"Liu Mingxin, what are you implying? What do you think could happen in such a short time? I was almost killed, and Yang Jian simply fulfilled his promise by providing protection whilst using me as bait. It's just that simple. I understand your paranoia, but don't project it onto me."

"And do you really think someone like Yang Jian, who can imprison ghosts and allow Li Yang to steal the power of fierce ghosts, can be influenced by the few of us? If he indeed decides to do something, all we can do is accept our fate quietly."

Yang Xiaohua was at a loss for words, never expecting these people to think Yang Jian was taking care of them because of her influence.

Does she really have that much charisma?

Yang Jian's behavior on the second floor was simply cold-blooded and terrifying, devoid of any human emotion. The only semblance of normalcy could be his strong sense of principle.

If not for this factor, he was almost as dangerous as a fierce ghost.

While they were discussing, Yang Jian and Li Yi were talking about another matter.

"We've also discussed the topic of ascending floors quickly back when I was on the third floor as a messenger."

Li Yi stroked his chin and said, "Actually, there are quite a few methods. For example, intercepting a messenger's third letter, or the red letters, and there's another way—that's to deliver three letters simultaneously."

"Deliver three letters at once? What does that mean?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Yi explained, "Not every messenger will deliver their letters immediately after receiving them. There's a period for delivery, and if you acquire two more letters during that period, holding three letters at once, some guess it might form a new Song Xin mission, a task that's generated specifically for an individual."

"The level of danger is quite high, considering it's the accumulation of three letters. I guess it's not much less dangerous than the red letters."

"I think the best method is to intercept the third letter. This way, the level of danger won't increase, and the difficulty will be somewhat more manageable. However, the third floor is not like the second; the letters aren't always assigned to individuals, but sometimes by room numbers."

"To put it plainly, the third floor leans towards team missions, like when you picked up the letter from that mailbox. Today, everyone in room 31 has accepted the delivery mission."

Yang Jian said, "Is that so? But there must be some loopholes, right? It's just a few of us living in the room? Other messengers should also have stayed in room 31, wouldn't they be affected?"

"You won't be affected if you're not inside the Ghost Post Office, that's the so-called three-month safety period," Li Yi said.

"Intercepting the third letter is very difficult, you simply don't know which room, which person has taken on the delivery task for the third letter today, and not everyone is willing to give up the chance of having the third letter easily," Li Yi continued.

"From what you're saying, it seems like you know who has the third letter," Yang Jian asked again.

Li Yi smiled: "I do know, but why should I tell you."

"I can offer more money."

Yang Jian said, "I can tell, you have no confidence that you can leave the post office alive. This is only the third floor, there are still the fourth and fifth floors above. Rather than taking risks again and again and dying inexplicably in the end, it's better to make a sum of Settlement Fee to ensure the well-being of your family in the future."

"There are quite a few people who think like me, the life of a messenger is too desperate, I see not a glimmer of hope. Along the way, I thought about leaving this damned place safely after delivering fifteen letters, but as the number of floors increases, and with it the difficulty of delivering letters, I know it's a very slim chance," he said.

Smoking, Li Yi said somewhat sadly, "But people have to live, right? Alright, you give us ten million each, and I'll make the decision and hand over the third letter to you."

"Each person?"

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he immediately looked behind Li Yi.

Noises came from the room, and soon two people walked out one after the other.

A man and a woman.

Both were messengers from room 34.

Yang Jian paid attention to the woman, who had a voluptuous figure, fair skin, heavy makeup, sexy and mature, wearing a cheongsam and draped in a mink coat, resembling a rich lady.

But that wasn't what he was focused on; he noticed she was wearing a pair of black high heels.

"Let me introduce, my companions from room 34, Guo You and Leuk Qingqing."

"Boss, that woman is wearing high heels," Li Yang whispered a reminder.

Without showing any reaction, Yang Jian simply said, "It seems you weren't telling the truth at the beginning. Today should be your day to deliver letters, right? The letters on the mailbox weren't prepared for me, they were prepared for you, that's your third letter."

"Haha, that's not wrong."

Li Yi started to laugh: "The letter was indeed prepared for us, the messengers of room 34. At first, I was surprised to hear the noise outside, because logically, if a messenger doesn't stay in the Ghost Post Office for a long time, the chances of encountering messengers from other rooms are slim since everyone's delivery schedules are staggered."

"So I came out to check the situation. Don't blame me for deceiving you all; after all, in this place, everyone must be extremely vigilant."

"However, I don't have time to waste here. Since this is your third letter, I'll take it," he said.

Yang Jian said, "Moreover, you should be a bit more honest in front of me. I'm not known for my good temper, and if I get angry, it might be difficult to settle things down."

"Looks like someone from the second floor has come up who likes to talk big," the man named Guo You scoffed. "Li Yi, I don't think it's the right choice to just hand over the third letter. If we give the letter to him, we might have to deliver three more letters on this floor before we can go to the fourth floor. If we take this task now, then as long as we succeed, we'll become messengers of the fourth floor, just one step away from the fifth floor, from leaving this place."

"That one step is not so easy to take. The difficulty of delivering letters is increasing, and moreover, we missed a very important period on the first and second floors. That we have survived till now is entirely due to Leuk Qingqing's desperate efforts at critical moments, but luck won't always favor us. For messengers of our caliber, death is inevitable."

Li Yi wore a solemn expression.

He had seen too much death on the way up the floors, and he himself had become numb to it.

And the belief and hope in his heart had been nearly worn away; now all he wanted was to save enough money to take care of things after he's gone.

Today, he had unexpectedly run into a wealthy messenger; if he missed this opportunity, he would end up with nothing.

"Survival is more important than money. If we miss this chance, our chances of survival will be lowered again, and we will have to face three more dangerous times," Guo You said.

"Meaningless deaths are even more terrifying," Li Yi said.

Although the two were teammates, they had differences and were arguing at this moment.

The woman named Leuk Qingqing said, "There's no point in arguing about this. No one knows what will happen with the third letter—we've only heard from previous messengers that it's possible to steal another's third letter, but it's never actually been done. Everything should wait until we understand the situation better before we discuss further."

"That works," Li Yi nodded in agreement.

Guo You said, "You shouldn't let Li Yi act recklessly. The three of us are capable of going to the fourth floor; we shouldn't be trapped and die in this Ghost Post Office."

Leuk Qingqing said nothing, only looked to the side and said, "It seems that the matter is now beyond our control."

At this moment, Yang Jian ignored the dispute among the messengers in room 34 and had already gone to the mailbox to take down the yellow letter.

Obtaining the letter signified that the messenger had accepted the task of delivering it.

Instantly, a cold wind blew across the entire third floor, forming a vortex whirling around the courtyard on this level.

Dust blew up, forming a line of distorted writing.

Messengers from rooms 31 and 34 shall deliver the letter to Dachuan City, Mingyue Community, Building 7, Room 301.

"What? Messengers from two rooms delivering a letter together?" Li Yi's pupils dilated in surprise upon seeing this.

Yang Jian's expression became grave: "This address is... the address for the red letter from the second floor."

The address didn't change, which means the red letter and this yellow letter are the same delivery task.

Only the floor level has changed; the difficulty of the second floor, when assessed on the third floor, appears diminished.

"This is a high-difficulty delivery task. Generally speaking, the more people delivering a letter, the lower the success rate. Together, the messengers from our two rooms amount to a total of nine people..." Guo You counted the number of people and felt an inexplicable chill.

Because he had never been assigned a letter delivery task with a difficulty level for nine people.

"It's the address for the red letter from the second floor." Yang Xiaohua and the others also began to feel fear.

This address seemed unavoidable; the Ghost Post Office was determined to send them there.

The so-called Mingyue Community was probably a cursed place haunted by a fierce ghost—anyone who went there would die.

"What should we do, captain? Do we deliver this letter, or do we tear it up like before?" Li Yang asked.

Yang Jian, holding the letter, was undecided in his heart.

He indeed wanted to tear up this letter, but some information suggested that the Ghost Post Office seemed determined to send him to that place.

What exactly was there?

Was it like Fushou Garden, where unthinkable horrific events had occurred, or did this address have some other connection?

"Let's go and see. Continuing to tear up letters isn't a solution, and I also want to know why the Ghost Post Office insists we go there. I am curious as to what exactly happened there."

Having said this, Yang Jian handed the letter to Li Yang: "Find a box to seal this thing up, to isolate the letter's influence. If the address still poses a problem even when the letter is isolated, perhaps the Ghost Post Office's involvement isn't just about creating supernatural events."

This was his second attempt.

To isolate the letter's influence and investigate its address.

See if the situation in Fushou Garden would repeat itself.

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However, Yang Jian's own condition wasn't good; he couldn't withstand so much turmoil. So he decided he could call on Feng Quan, Tong Qian, and others for support in this incident.

Outside the Ghost Post Office, it was possible to seek assistance.