The noisy streets, with vehicles and pedestrians coming and going, form a unique scenery of a modern city, and on both sides of the streets, alleys spread like cobwebs.

At the entrance of a pedestrian street adjacent to the residential buildings of the community, a post station has just opened, and one or two courier vans from different courier companies are parked in front of the door, waiting for the post station staff to receive them.

Feng Xue held his mobile phone and leaned under the lamppost on the side of the road, like an ordinary low-headed clan, but his gaze, or the crosshairs in his sight, was always locked in the small post station.

Yesterday at 12 a.m., it was the time for the mystery game company to open open beta reservations.

According to the rumors circulating on the Internet, the mysterious courier of this gaming company will be notified and delivered in the form of a normal courier the day after the reservation is completed and the activation code is obtained.

And after Feng Xue drank a bottle of lucky yogurt, he naturally grabbed one of the millions of activation codes issued this time, and then he began to squat here.

It is worth mentioning that in order to avoid the situation that the express delivery was completed at the moment of the appointment, and the message was only sent the next day, Feng Xue squatted outside the post station to make the appointment.

And now, it's just waiting......

When Feng Xue was secretly thinking in his heart, a large number of garbled characters and fields suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his spirit was concentrated in an instant, and with the blessing obtained from burning the [Martial God] firewood these days, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The stagnation is naturally not time, but Feng Xue's consciousness has been pushed to a terrifying speed at this moment, which is the realm of gods that has surpassed the limit of human nerve reflexes, and can only be reached by strange information life.

The endless garbled characters condensed almost in slow motion in the direction that Feng Xue's golden finger was aimed at, weaving out clear elements one by one, and finally completely engaged, and at that moment, Feng Xue finally saw what he wanted to see-

A fire of strange tales.

However, it's not a strange talk that belongs to a game company or a game, but a courier strange story-

Article: Mystery Express

Tags: [Express], [Secret], [Fast], [Exclusive]

Synopsis: A full-time courier belonging to a mysterious game company, responsible for delivering the game helmet to major sites, no one knows who they are, no one knows when the courier appeared, but it did appear, and even the code of the express will be unknowingly entered into the site, and the recipient will be sent a text message.

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Perhaps because this strange story did not hide the fire of his strange talk at all, Feng Xue clearly saw all the information he could capture, although he did not see the power and the rules of the world, but it was basically imaginable.

The only problem is.

This strange story has almost no substance.

Or rather, this thing is even closer to a phantom thing than a strange story.

"That's interesting, no matter how much it looks like a phantom thing, that thing is definitely a strange story, and the delivery of the helmet is not so much a courier, but a strange story of making a corresponding item without a ceremony in the case of meeting certain rules, which sounds like some congenital strange talk with a relatively weak consciousness."

The almost frozen time in Feng Xue's vision slowly resumed flowing, although the martial gods that had been burned recently were just some miscellaneous fish, it was not that he had not harvested, because this act of burning wood was almost equivalent to "devouring the ancestor monster" in a sense.

If the normal use of the power of the Martial God is to borrow usury, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may make a profit and go bankrupt, then his current behavior is to kill the usury directly after borrowing the money, not to mention the interest, and he doesn't even have to pay back the principal.

- Although in principle, these usurers are actually dead long ago (they just cheat corpses), this cannot even be called digging up the graves, but can only be called scavenging.

That is, it acts as a decomposer for "nature".

For now, these Miscellaneous Fish Martial Gods had provided Feng Xue with a considerable legacy, which was the power he had used before that was close to the time pause.

Dongguo has an intuitive potential setting for having a god who has been elevated from a human being, that is, "cultivating a certain skill to the realm of the gods", which is the so-called "one thought of the gods".

Feng Xue picked up hundreds of kinds of stunts like this almost for nothing, although it was basically useless to take them out individually (otherwise it would not be a wild god), but if you put together specific types, you can combine all kinds of magical tricks.

Take the ability to "divide time with your eyes" just used, it's basically the standard answer that you see but can't react to your body, but if you combine it with the ability to "weigh heaven and earth with will", which is to put it bluntly, it is the ability to use the deified momentum, and you can achieve an outrageous effect like an extra platinum star.

The most important thing is that these abilities are open and open, and they don't even need to consume [Knowledge] to activate them, but directly draw the public pool of [Martial God].

In the case that everyone dares not use it, they dare to use it themselves, Feng Xue is almost equivalent to public funds for private use.

But who let those real martial gods not survive?

"Well, well, maybe there will be living ones on the upper floors of the Tower of Babylon, but they are probably not very strong, or they dare not swallow like Cain, otherwise these small fish and shrimp will not be left to me."

Feng Xue shook her head, reined in the excavation of the power of the [Martial God], clicked on the information page of the mobile phone, and sure enough, she saw the text message that picked up the courier.

This made him more and more curious about the game.

In the final analysis, such an obvious anomaly, the official did not investigate, and there were only two possibilities that Feng Xue could imagine-

First, the official checked, but nothing was found.

Second, this thing itself is made by the government.

Considering that there are no other strange stories in this world (express delivery can only be regarded as ancillary, similar to the affiliated strange stories of the Libra organization after the death of the executor), the latter is not very likely, that is, at present, the official is in a state where nothing can be found and cannot be banned, and in the end we can only stay on the sidelines, and by the way, see if we can get some benefits from it.

Suppressing the idea of asking the official directly, Feng Xue took the courier box to the nearby booked room, unpacked it and took out the helmet that he had to look at every time he used the rules of the world.

"So, let me see if I can log in...... I don't know if this broken game has a gm. ”

Feng Xue muttered in her heart, completed the configuration of the helmet according to the manual, and then lay on the bed with it.

There was a piece of black hole in the full-coverage helmet, Feng Xue gently pressed the button and said softly:

"Lincoln is dead!"

(End of chapter)