Yang Xiaohua's eyes flickered and she bit her lip, looking like she had suffered grievance and humiliation.

Although I agreed to be the bait, the feeling of having my fate manipulated is really uncomfortable.

"What do you mean by what you just said? The first floor is not just about delivering letters?" Yang Xiaohua suppressed her anger, preserved her rationality, and paid attention to some details in Yang Jian's words.

Yang Jian said calmly: "I personally judge that the supernatural intensity that the messenger on the first floor is exposed to should be limited. If it is just to send a message, it should not be difficult to complete. This can be seen from the number of people on the second floor. If it is difficult,

If it's too big, you won't be able to have so many messengers survive on the second floor. Although the death rate on the first floor is high, it's just because of the competition to select out some ordinary people who are not in good mental condition."

"If you really have some ability and level, you won't die on the first floor. If you return to the first floor to deliver the letter now, how sure are you of success?"

"There should be a 70% success rate." Yang Xiaohua adjusted her glasses and said reluctantly.

Yang Jian said: "That's right. With such a high success rate, is it just for you to deliver letters? What are you doing as a ghost post office? Is this a benefit for you?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yang Xiaohua raised her head slightly and looked at this person.

"Haven't you ever thought about stealing supernatural powers during the mission of delivering letters?" Yang Jian expressed an idea.

Although this idea is very common, in the eyes of these messengers it is particularly amazing.

"What?"

Not only Yang Xiaohua, but also several other living messengers looked at Yang Jian in shock.

Stealing supernatural powers during a message delivery mission?

"Surprised?" Yang Jian's eyes moved and he looked at a room with a closed door next to him.

"It seems that your thinking is limited. Most of you should have run away after delivering the letter, without even exploring the opportunities brought about by a supernatural event. If you can steal it during the three tasks of delivering the letter on the first floor,

With some supernatural power, wouldn’t the probability of survival be much higher if we use the supernatural to fight against the supernatural?”

"Once you have the capital to fight against evil spirits, the situation where ordinary people are unable to resist will be reversed, and the probability of survival will increase."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. That thing will kill people just by touching it..."

The messenger named Liu Mingxin on the second floor shook his head quickly, recalling a certain letter delivery mission in his mind.

He was exposed to some horrors and had a shadow in his heart.

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Mere contact will kill people, so how did you survive? Fear has made you all lose your judgment. The best opportunity to improve your survival has been missed by you. I want to steal the idea of ​​​​supernatural power.

There should be messengers on the third floor, you guys are a little too green."

"The purpose of tearing up the letter is to go upstairs to the fifth floor to investigate the existence of the ghost post office, so I don't want to kill you, nor will I deliberately harm you. If you can follow my footsteps, you may not be able to survive.

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"Of course, my words are unfounded. Today I will let you see how I steal supernatural power, and I will also let you people die in peace."

The words have just been spoken.

There was a sudden movement from the door of the next room. The sound was strange, but a terrifying scene emerged in my mind.

It seemed as if a body was crawling across the floor quickly in the room.

"Captain, here we are, next door." Li Yang reminded.

The room next door is not far apart, only about ten meters away.

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, but he had no idea of ​​taking action.

Even though the ghost was very close, he still only guarded the door behind Yang Xiaohua.

Wagging is a taboo.

What's more, he is sure to deal with this ghost, so why bother to mess up his position.

"escape."

There was a messenger wandering near the room next door. He also heard the movement in the room at this moment. He thought of the tragic situation of the previous victims and now ran away without saying a word.

With a frightened look on his face, he moved away from the door that was about to open as quickly as possible.

"Crunch!"

next moment.

The door opened.

But this messenger was lucky, and seemed to have escaped to a safer area, without the terrible pulling force from before.

The door just opened.

It was dark inside, and there seemed to be shadows of foreign objects moving around.

But nothing happened.

The messenger is still alive.

"He's fine." Wang Shan's eyes widened when he saw this.

"Can you survive?" Cai Yu, Yang Xiaohua, Liu Mingxin and other messengers on the second floor all had this thought in their minds.

This result is critical.

It is related to the future direction of everyone’s life.

But until the results come out, no one dares to act rashly.

This strange messenger's heart was beating wildly at this moment, and he felt an inexplicable excitement, as if he saw hope of living.

right.

Just keep running like this.

Stay away from that door, maybe it will be safer.

"boom!"

But the next moment, something horrifying happened.

The door behind him was not yet closed, but the door in front of the strange messenger opened again.

That was the door of the previous victim's room.

"No~!"

He became frightened and screamed in despair.

A terrible supernatural force pulled him into the room.

Like everyone else, he tried to block it with his own strength, but to no avail, because the supernatural power was so huge that he flew into the air and was sucked directly into the dim room.

"boom!"

As soon as this person fell into the room, the door was quickly closed.

The frightened shouts disappeared, the sounds of foreign objects moving inside also stopped abruptly, and everything returned to calm.

Seeing this scene, the remaining messengers were covered in cold sweat.

There is no way to escape this ghost's attack.

It turns out that ghosts can open more than one door.

"Is hiding in a corner really useful?"

Wang Shan and Cai Yu are really cowering in the corner and shivering.

My heart is filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Although they thought this was a chance of survival, this was not confirmed.

"Dead, dead..." Liu Mingxin's mouth trembled, as if all the strength in his body had been exhausted.

The deaths of messengers one after another have proved that the door to a room is dangerous, it is dangerous to close the door, and it is dangerous to escape.

And the corridor on the second floor is only such a big place, so isn’t it inevitable?

Yang Xiaohua also bit her lip so tightly that it almost bled. Although her heart was beating wildly and her whole body was tense, she still forced herself to calm down.

"Sure enough, I have no choice but to believe this lunatic."

She clenched her fists, determined in her heart the decision she had just made, and planned to put her life on this bait.

He looked at Yang Jian again.

This man remained calm, even too indifferent, and the series of deaths just now seemed not to have shaken him in any way.

It was as if what died in front of him was not a group of people, but a group of ants.

This is the look that truly regards life as an ant.

"Is he dead? It seems that his luck is a bit bad, so now... who is next?"

Yang Jian slowly withdrew his gaze and spoke, his voice like a ghost spreading a curse, challenging everyone's nerves.

At this time, do you still have the mood to say this?

Cai Yu in the corner stared at this person. He wanted to see some clues, but unfortunately among the people he had come into contact with, there had never been anyone similar to this person.

This is a unique existence.
To be continued...