Weird Apocalypse: Rebirth Starts with Trillions of Ghost Money

Chapter 1461 Another Kind of Apocalypse

After Chen Mu finished speaking, he led Xiao Ye and Hong Wenli toward the mailbox.

The three of them went to the mailbox and looked at each other.

Hong Wenli took a step back; just like the first time, he was still hesitant to pick up the email himself.

In particular, Lin Shanshan's tragic state was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to be "disemboweled" himself because of the letter.

Chen Mu didn't care. In order not to waste time, Chen Mu took a step forward.

The mailbox standing on the lawn seemed to sense the player's approach and immediately ejected a new letter.

Chen Mu reached out and caught the letter steadily.

Looking through the crack into the mailbox, you could see that only one letter remained in the huge mailbox.

Hong Wenli and Xiao Ye stood on either side of Chen Muyi.

The three of them looked down at the envelope at the same time.

The delivery address was a city that Chen Mu had never heard of before, so it shouldn't be in the territory of the bizarre apocalypse.

That's not the key point, after all, Chen Mu had never heard of the mountain village mentioned in the previous letter.

The key issue is the recipient!

Hong Wenli's hand visibly trembled when he saw the recipient's name.

Because the recipient of this letter was simply the three characters "Hong Wenli"!

"Holy crap, no way! This is ridiculous!" Hong Wenli cursed.

His current mood can be described as "a hundred thousand alpacas galloping around".

It was Lin Shanshan just now, and now it's my turn.

With only a one-in-three chance, why am I so unlucky?!

Hong Wenli's feelings, coupled with the tragic death of Lin Shanshan, made him want to curse the email address.

Seeing Hong Wenli's exasperated state, Xiao Ye patted him on the shoulder understandingly, "It's okay, think positively, at least you've found a way out."

Xiaoye's words of comfort only fueled Hongwen's explosive anger.

Nothing's wrong? You call this nothing?

I did figure out the way out, but why was I so unlucky to be chosen? Does this mean I have to risk my life to find that way out?

"This is asking me to risk my life to pave the way," Hong Wenli said with a wry smile.

Chen Mu patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, make the best of it. Hurry up and put on the stamps, don't waste time, our countdown is running out."

At this point, the countdown in front of the player had only thirty seconds left.

Even if Hong Wenli is "galloping like a thousand horses," he has no choice but to accept reality and hurry up and put up the stamps.

This is a letter with my own name on it, and I don't want to repeat Lin Shanshan's mistake if something goes wrong.

Without saying a word, Hong Wenli took the letter from Chen Mu's hand.

From now on, he will only feel at ease if he handles the letters himself.

Hong Wenli carefully and shakily affixed the stamp to the letter. Xiao Ye watched the whole process, partly to prevent Hong Wenli from making a mistake, and partly to monitor his actions.

While Hong Wen was busy affixing stamps, Chen Mu was deep in thought.

Chen Mu's gaze fell upon the single remaining letter in the mailbox.

Now Lin Shanshan and Hong Wenli both have their own corresponding letters.

So, was the last letter Chen Mu's own, or Xiao Ye's? Or was it a joint letter from both of them?

Four people and four letters—from an intuitive point of view, that makes the most sense.

Why did the mysterious boss only give three letters? Is there a trap set behind this, or is it actually some kind of subtle hint?

Chen Mu believed that in bizarre scenes, any abnormal situation contained some clues behind it.

Just like the bald man not causing trouble for the players, this seemingly abnormal situation could actually lead to a missed opportunity for survival if not investigated further. That's how Lin Shanshan died.

However, after considering several possibilities, Chen Mu rejected them all.

He couldn't think of a reasonable explanation at the moment.

At that moment, Chen Mu heard Xiao Ye's voice.

"Boss! The stamps are affixed, let's get ready to go!"

Xiao Ye shouted to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu nodded, pulling himself out of his thoughts.

Hong Wenli said, "Boss Chen, Brother Ye, you two brothers, you must help me!"

Chen Mu comforted him, "Don't worry, everyone is doing weird missions and wants to get to the destination as soon as possible to complete the mission."

Hong Wenli said, "Mr. Chen, we have an agreement this time that we must eliminate all the targets that threaten the recipient before delivery."

We can only consider the delivery complete once the recipient's safety is ensured. I doubt I could handle this alone; it requires the three of us working together.

As they spoke, the countdown in front of the players had only ten seconds left.

Fortunately, they acted quickly; the stamps were in place, and it was time to start automatic delivery.

In the pitch-black forest before us, another flock of crows took flight.

Before Chen Mu and the other two, a dazzling white light appeared again, accompanied by a series of sharp ringing in their ears.

As the tinnitus gradually subsided and the dazzling white light slowly faded, a pungent smell of blood wafted into Chen Mu's nose.

Chen Mu was startled. His experience told him that if it was this exciting right from the start, it probably wouldn't be easy.

Chen Mu looked around and realized that the three of them were now in a dilapidated house.

The house was a single-story building with its windows boarded up, blocking out all the light.

The walls of the room were already covered with moss. It seemed that the owner of the house had no sense of the importance of cleaning.

That's not all; the floor of the house was littered with scattered mineral water bottles.

The water inside was all gone, leaving only empty bottles. In addition, there were many opened and completely empty cans of food.

Chen Mu noticed some unusual marks on the walls of the room.

He walked cautiously toward the wall. Every now and then, he kicked a water bottle, making a "crunch, crunch" sound.

Xiaoye followed behind Chen Mu, while Hong Wenli nervously held the letter in his hand, constantly glancing towards the door.

Chen Mu came to the wall and saw several large holes in it.

Xiaoye touched it with her hand, then smelled it. "Boss, it's a bullet hole."

Because Xiaoye had been in the military for many years, she was quite sensitive to gunpowder.

Chen Mu nodded, his brows furrowed.

It's quite unusual to see bullet holes in such a bizarre setting.

"This environment gives me a familiar feeling," Chen Mu said.

"How does it feel?" Xiaoye asked.

"The feeling of the apocalypse..." Chen Mu said slowly, "but not a bizarre apocalypse. The atmosphere here is also a kind of despair that can only be seen in an apocalypse."

"Boss, do you mean this recipient is in another kind of apocalypse?"

Before Chen Mu could answer, Hong Wenli's exclamation came from the other side.

"You two come quick! Something's not right with the recipient this time!"

Hong Wenli's tone was filled with fear.