Unaware of the fact that the ghost postman would reply to his letter, he was not even sure if the other party would reply to him.

Regarding this information, those "fat" NPCs all said that they could not answer, so Brother Jue could only act at the opportunity......

"So...... Now it's time to deliver the tenth letter...... "After leaving the mailbox in the cemetery, Feng Buyi returned to his bicycle and said, "Let's go and replenish my physical fitness first......

As he got on his bike, he checked the game menu again. At the moment, his survival value has slowly recovered to 54%, but his fitness value is only 452/4800.

This is the difficulty of "calculating the fitness value according to the actual feeling of the character". In some of the nightmare difficulty scripts that Brother Jue has experienced before, I have also encountered such settings a few times, and "Poison in the Wilderness" is a good example.

It doesn't matter how high the player's level is, how many items and skills can increase physical strength...... In this kind of nightmare book, you will have as many bodies as you play the character. If you abuse it regardless of the consumption, the final impact is self-evident.

"Hmm...... Let's find a way to get some supplies first......" Feng Bujue thought about it for a while, and then made a choice, "Before Brother Ghost writes back to me, it will be extremely difficult for me to crack the 'command code' by myself. Anyway, the information gathered from the 'recipients' is sufficient, and there is no need to use the last of the body to do something almost useless. ”

Once he had decided on his next steps, he pulled out a mini-map of the town from his pocket. After a few seconds, he set off......

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Bujui came to the only bar in town.

The name of the bar is "Otakuri". It covers an area of only more than 100 square meters, which is not as big as the post office.

Jue Ge came here for a simple reason - according to the illustrations on the mini-map, this Western-style bar has a door that cannot be closed...... It's not so much a gate as two movable planks.

"Hmph...... There's no way you can't get in now, right? Feng Bujue smiled and pushed the door in, and walked into the Ota Ku bar.

"We're not open yet. Mr. And the greeting of Brother Jue was such a sentence.

Feng Bujue raised his eyes and looked at the speaker.

It was a bald man about two meters tall, dressed as a bartender, standing behind the bar, quietly wiping glasses.

"I won't stay long." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's dissuasion. Walked straight to the bar.

In the process, he has scanned the entire environment of the bar: cheap linen wallpaper, cheap wooden floors, cheap bar, cheap tables and chairs, cheap sofas, cheap billiard tables...... Next to the billiard table, there was also a bearded man dressed as a cowboy, who was playing billiards alone.

"I'm sorry, it's not a matter of how long you stay." Seeing that Brother Jue sat down casually. The bald bartender's expression changed slightly, "We don't accept any guests during business hours, please ...... after five o'clock in the evening."

"Alright, Yang, let him sit down for a while." Suddenly, the bearded cowboy on the billiard table interrupted, "This gentleman doesn't look like a troublemaker...... He shot a shot, straightened up, and looked at Jue Gedao. "Am I right? Mr. ”

"Huh...... Of course. Feng Bujue smiled at the bearded man, then turned his head and looked at the bartender and said, "Can you give me something to drink?" Water will do. ”

The bald bartender looked at Jue Ge expressionlessly for two seconds, then took out a clean cup and poured him a glass of cold water.

"Excuse me...... Is there anything to eat? Anything goes. Feng Bujue said again.

This time. The bald bartender gave him a suspicious look: "Are you sure you have enough money to pay the bill?" Mr. When he said this, he deliberately added an accent to the last "sir".

"Yes......" Feng Bujue just wants to eat and drink now. So the attitude is very polite, he said. As he reached for his wallet, he said, "If you need it, I can ...... it right now."

"Oh~ no, no, no, young man, don't do this." At this time, the bearded man stopped Brother Jue's behavior in a loud voice and walked over quickly.

When he got to the bar, the bearded man looked at the bartender and said, "Yang, how can you talk to a customer like this?" Do you think that this gentleman does not even have the money to buy a glass of water to drink? ”

"No, boss." The bald bartender replied, "I'm just worried that he'll come in like those drunkards and homeless people to eat and drink." ”

"Oh...... Is this cowboy uncle really the boss......" Feng Bujue said in his heart. In fact, at the beginning of the conversation between the two, he was vaguely aware of this, and now the "Yang" directly shouted the word "boss", which can be regarded as verifying his conjecture.

"Ah~ Yang, you're worrying too much." The bearded man patted Brother Jue's shoulder, "Looking at this gentleman's complexion and dress, you know that he is not that kind of person." He snapped his fingers and glanced at Yang and said, "Come, bring me some snacks, I happen to be hungry too." ”

"Okay...... Since you've said so......" the bald bartender shrugged in response.

A few seconds later, he pulled out two small bamboo bowls with paper towels from the bar, both filled with fried snacks.

"Thanks, buddy." Feng Bujue said to Yang, then looked at the bearded man and said, "Thank you too, boss." ”

With that, Brother Jue grabbed a large handful of snacks and stuffed them into his mouth like a duck.

He was indeed hungry, and very hungry...... This hunger pang is undoubtedly a script simulation, similar to muscle fatigue that must be relieved in some way, otherwise it will not go away on its own.

"Hehehe...... the bearded man looked at Brother Jue's eating appearance and smiled, "Young man, it's not okay to eat this as a meal." ”

"I know, but none of the restaurants in town are open." Feng Bujue puffed out his cheeks and replied vaguely.

This seems to be a casual answer, but it is actually a temptation...... After staying in town for so long, he finally met two NPCs that seemed relatively normal, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity to get information. Therefore, he quietly spoke out about an anomalous, but objectively factual phenomenon, to see how the NPCs reacted.

"Hahahaha......" The bearded man laughed heartily, and replied, "You are really good at laughing, young man...... It's daylight and Christmas, so why are the shops closed? Look......" he gestured to the bar, "isn't that restaurant open across the street?" ”

"Across the street?" Feng Bujue was stunned, he looked in the direction pointed by the other party, and could only see a white mist...... Not to mention the scenery across the street, even a few meters away from the store, he couldn't see clearly.

"Huh...... Hehe......" Brother Jue laughed dryly, "That's right...... "He can't figure out whether this NPC is telling the truth or referring to the deer as a horse, anyway, he doesn't want to argue with the other party."

"Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet......" The bearded man didn't go any further on the topic of the restaurant, he took off his cowboy hat and held out his hand to Juege, "I'm the boss here, and they all call me 'Shooter'." ”

"Hello." Feng Bujue responded politely, "I'm Dave. He wiped his palm on his jacket before shaking his hand.

"This is my bartender, Yang." Then, Uncle Shooter raised his hand and gestured to the bald bartender, "Legend has it that he used to be a mafia, and then he was ...... gold."

"Hey!" Yang immediately interrupted his boss with a loud shout.

Uncle Shooter spread his hands and smiled: "Hehehe...... Well, he's a decent guy, I didn't say anything. ”

"Hello, Yang." Feng Bujue also pretended not to hear anything, and greeted Yang with a calm demeanor.

And Yang just nodded to him, and the expression on his face was still stern and cold.

"What kind of road are these two goods...... Feng Bujue swept a bowl of snacks in a minute, and began to start with the second bowl, "One is too enthusiastic, the other is too cold." And look at the shape and listen to the name...... If 'shooter' could be a name...... Both of them also have a kind of gangster style...... "He had an idea," could it be ...... What side quests are there here? (To be continued) R466