Thriller Paradise Chapter 719: Dave’s World (18)

The night is getting darker and thicker.

At 7:28, the thick fog in Otaku Town is still there, the difference from the daytime is... the street lights on the street are already on.

Feng Bujue's face and hands were numb with the colder air. He could only speed up his cycling rhythm to keep his body warm.

Although he still doesn't know where the "Last Supper" is for dinner, he still thought of a place to go, and that is... the post office on the north side of the town square.

First of all, he can go there to find Nelson for a return; secondly, Nelson is the only person who is currently able to communicate with him normally and give him some help (the Sagittarius and Yang can’t go back, and then write to the ghost postman It’s too late for the letter. As for Mr. M and the woman with an ethereal voice... They are all fascinating and impossible to find); Third, there are not many paths in this town, unless deliberately detoured, otherwise... from the hotel to the post office This is the only route. So, this morning, Enoch must have also walked this way. Walk along the same route again, and maybe you will know what happened to him.

"After nightfall, the visibility is really getting lower and lower..." With the help of the light from the street lamp, Guo Ge continued to walk, "Well... I suddenly felt that the street was empty... At least don't worry about bumping into it. Go... Fuck!"

A lot of things, just can't stand up to talk, just what you say...

Just as Feng Bujue sighed, a rectangular black shadow that lay across the road suddenly appeared in the thick fog in front of him.

In the next second, accompanied by a clamor, the front of the bicycle slammed into the object, and Guo Ge also flew out of the seat...

"I'm rubbing the class--" Feng Bujue stretched his voice and cursed as he passed through the air, his voice was full of depression.

Before the curse was over, he had fallen to the ground.

This time, I fell quite heavily. After Jue fell on the ground, he was dumbfounded for thirty seconds before breathing in. He took a cursory check... his right arm was broken. Ribs were cracked, and there were bruises and bruises of varying degrees throughout the body.

The only good news is...the roads here are basically mud, and there are no stones or other things on the roads. If he fell on a gravel road or concrete ground, it would be difficult to stand up.

"Bah..." Feng Bujue spit out a mouthful of blood foam (lips are torn), sat up, and looked back.

He quickly recognized that what he bumped into... was a hot dog stand.

"It's pretty hard to stop in the middle of the road!" Feng Bujue couldn't help yelling at the booth.

I don't know whether it was a systematic arrangement or a mere coincidence. Guo Guo ran back and forth in the town for a day today, and he didn't pass by the place in front of him. If you pass here during the day. He will definitely not run into it. Because the visibility back then was much better than now, and he was not riding as fast as he is now.

"Wait... this doesn't seem to be a cart..." A few seconds later, Feng Bujue saw it more clearly, and then he noticed that the bottom of the hot dog stall was not wheels, but four. The metal bracket stuck in the ground, "What do I say...I have flew so far, this stall does not even shake, it turned out to be fixed on the ground."

Due to tight time and limited conditions. Feng Bujue only sat on the ground for a minute, then stood up again. His tolerance for pain is amazing, and this level of injury is not enough to hinder his actions.

After getting up, he put his bag back on his left hand. He picked up the shotgun not far away and walked to the hot dog stand.

The stall has bread, sausages, and all kinds of spices and sauces for making hot dogs, but there is no stall owner.

Feng Bujue is also welcome. Putting the gun on the table, he grabbed the bread and sausage with his left hand and stuffed it into his mouth. After stuffing a lot of food into his mouth, he still used that left hand... and picked up the bottles of mustard, ketchup, and sweet chili sauce. Each slammed into his own mouth a little.

His method of eating is not so sturdy...it is disgusting. Of course, his ability to endure disgusting things is obvious to all. Examples such as spoiled sandwiches and **** swamp are not repeated here...

"Cut...I only got back so little survival value..." After eating two hot dogs, Jue looked at his status bar and complained dissatisfiedly.

After the fall just now, his survival value has fallen below 30%, and he can return to 33% after eating a hot dog. This is undoubtedly a loss... However, this hot dog has also helped him recover nearly 500 physical fitness points. The value is not in vain.

"Eh? What is this?" Just as Brother Jue was about to take the gun and leave, he accidentally caught a glimpse of...Something was stuck on the edge of the base of the hot dog stand.

After picking up the item, he immediately gave a dry smile.

[Name: Enoch's Wisdom Teeth]

[Type: Plot related]

[Quality: Junk]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can the script be brought out: No]

[Note: The owner of this tooth is an extremely stingy guy. One morning, he added too much mustard while eating a hot dog, and he lost his teeth. He immediately asked the hot dog vendor to compensate for his loss, but was rejected and ridiculed by the vendor. Annoyed into anger, he quietly stole a bottle of salt from the opponent's stall. 】

"Fool, this is!" After reading the description of the item, Brother Jue blurted out swear words.

[Hidden mission completed] At the same time, the system voice sounded in his ears.

Feng Bujue opened the taskbar and took a look. [Investigate and solve the reason for Enoch's lateness] This article... just got ticked off.

"Hey..." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he vomited himself, "That's okay...The reason why he is late is because he is a stupid?"

Tucao return to Tucao, he also understood in his heart that the reason why Enoch was late...because he entangled with the hot dog vendor after losing his tooth.

"Never mind... Anyway, the task is completed." Feng Bujue said, already throwing away the tooth and bypassing the hot dog stand. "If the other two tasks are as simple as this one, then It's really easy and happy..."

Obviously, he thinks too much.

This hidden task is obviously the simplest of the three. As long as you find the relevant items, read the notes, and understand the meaning of the notes, it will be considered successful. But the next two are not so easy...

…………

After leaving the hot dog stand, another fifteen minutes later, panting Feng Bujue finally came to the door of the post office.

At this time, it was seven forty-six, eight o'clock...only fourteen minutes left.

Because the front wheel of the bicycle has been deformed by the collision, Jue brother is running over all the way.

It's really not easy for him...Leave aside the fractured right hand. When running, he has to bear the pain from his ribs and the swelling and pain all over his body. He also carries a weighty shotgun in his left hand. It's already very fast to be there in 15 minutes.

"Haha...time is running out..." When Brother Jue entered the gate of the post office, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I hope that the location of the'Last Supper' is not far from here..."

He rushed to the second floor with ease and went straight to the director's office.

Boom boom boom——

At seven forty-seven minutes, Brother Jue knocked on the door for the second time today.

"Please come in." Director Nelson inside the door responded immediately.

Feng Bujue opened the door before he could speak, and walked straight to the other's desk: "Director, I have delivered all the letters."

"I know." Nelson replied, "I am very satisfied with your performance."

"I want to ask you a question." Feng Bujue did not respond to the other party's praise, but said quickly, "Do you know where the'Last Supper' will be held?"

As of now~IndoMTL.com~ he has no time to follow this roundabout, so he can ask whatever he needs to ask. Anyway... if the other party knows the answer, he will definitely understand the question.

"Oh...that..." Nelson's expression and tone did not change much, "What? Do you want to participate?"

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied in a very positive tone.

"In that case..." Nelson said, getting up from his chair.

"...Then you come with us." Suddenly, someone took Nelson's words and said the last half of the sentence he hadn't said yet.

Feng Bujue heard the sound and turned back...

But see, there is already an extra person at the door of the office...a woman in a white dress.

She has long hair, her face is vague, and her voice is very characteristic-even if she listens very close, she feels distant and ethereal. (To be continued,!

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