The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me

Wu Chang looked at the last sentence on the letter with a strange expression.

Presumably when writing this letter, his predecessor would never have thought that Marty would come to his door that night because of the strike.

Finally, he was tied to the dock and made into a blood eagle.

Well...

In a sense, it was also a surprise.

The information brought by this letter overturned many of his previous speculations and needed to be re-verified.

Before, when he was killed by Marty with a harpoon, he thought that the former postman was simple, inexperienced and pretentious.

After learning that the former postman was a senior player, Marty became the problem.

In a special state, Marty might be able to use some kind of rule ability to suppress the opponent's power or ignore the opponent's defense.

No matter which one, he can't act rashly.

In addition to re-evaluating Marty's combat power, he also has to re-evaluate the importance of working in the town.

According to the letter from the former postman and Marty's performance, it can be seen that as long as he works hard enough, he can increase his favorability in the hearts of the townspeople.

He proposed a private plan to deliver the letters, and Marty's attitude towards him instantly became much friendlier. The player named Logan could join the town council because of his hard work.

It must be rolled up!

He turned out the backlog of mail during the period of lack of postmen, sorted them according to the recipients, then put on the postman's bag, dragged the trailer, and delivered the mail door to door.

When the first mail was stuffed into the townspeople's mailbox, he realized why the townspeople would not bypass the postman and take the mail themselves.

Because these delivered letters were "toxic".

For each letter delivered, his temporary upper limit of will would be deducted by 0.3!

And the backlog of mail in the post office was as many as 55!

After delivering all these mails, the upper limit of will alone would be deducted as high as 15 points, which is enough for an ordinary person to have a mental breakdown three times.

But there was also an unexpected surprise, that is, during his delivery of mail, the postman's bag brought back from the police station has been conveying a warmth to him, nourishing his spirit.

"Item name: Postman's delivery bag"

"Item type: Dungeon item"

"Item level: D"

"Item skill: Skilled delivery."

"Skill description: Equip a messenger bag for delivery, and the will limit consumed for each delivery is reduced by 0.2. During working hours, wearing a messenger bag can restore part of the will limit every hour, and the value is 2% of the user's maximum will limit."

"Note: The item skill is only effective on Briver Island, and the delivery bag can only be used by officially appointed postmen."

After seeing the item description of the messenger bag, he realized that if there was no effect of the messenger bag, the will limit would be reduced by 0.5 for each delivery of a package.

The paranoia of the Moonlight Sanatorium is not so crazy.

Work can be so painful, how much do the townspeople of Briver Island dislike going to work?

If it were an ordinary player, even if he spent 10 free attribute points and raised the will limit to 15, he could only deliver one package per hour to achieve a balance between income and expenditure.

If he wanted to deliver the 55 backlogged packages, he would have to work for more than two days without sleep.

But Wu Chang doesn't need it.

As a legendary pressure-resistant king with 67 points of will, he can completely withstand the lowered will limit, deliver all the mails first, and then slowly wait for his will to recover.

If normal mail delivery is work, and normal delivery of backlog mail is internal circulation, then the current Wu Chang can definitely be called the king of circulation.

So the townspeople in the town of Briff saw a postman with nimble hands and feet, who was several times faster than the previous ones, delivering the backlog of mail non-stop.

They had never seen such a diligent cow and horse.

The townspeople were very realistic. When they first saw Wu Chang, they were still indifferent, with an attitude of "the people from the stinky island came to our Briff to beg for food."

When the tenth mail was delivered, the townspeople who met him again had smiles on their faces.

Not only did they take the initiative to greet him, but the owners of restaurants and liquor stores even invited him to have lunch and drink a few glasses.

For a time, the whole town knew that there was a new diligent and handsome postman.

When the mail was delivered to the mayor's house, the mayor praised Wu Chang's performance.

He promised Wu Chang that as long as he delivered all the backlog of mail, he would personally write a letter of recommendation and invite Wu Chang to join the town council and become a true Briver.

Wu Chang was waiting for this, and immediately stated:

"Mayor, don't worry, I will definitely deliver all the backlog of mail before sunset today!"

The mayor was frightened by Wu Chang's momentum, thinking that a fool had come, and hurriedly dissuaded him:

"Don't be so anxious, you just came to the island and haven't adapted to the living conditions yet, don't tire yourself out."

"Mayor, don't worry about me, my job is to provide convenience for the lives of the townspeople, this is what I should do!"

Wu Chang said firmly, he wanted to make progress too much, no, he wanted to join the town council too much.

After leaving the mayor's house, Wu Chang continued to deliver mail.

The biggest factor restricting his delivery speed was only distance.

The post office in the town didn't even have a horse for transportation, let alone bicycles and carriages.

He had to walk all the deliveries with a trailer.

He walked at least 50,000 steps in a day of non-stop delivery. If it weren't for his 22 points of endurance after the bonus, most people wouldn't be able to walk that long.

He didn't deliver to the last store until the evening.

The last household is the farthest from the post office. The recipient lives in a single-family building at the easternmost part of the town with few neighbors.

The recipient's name is Joshua Ebert.

Or you can call him Professor Ebert.

Ebert is a man in his sixties. He wears round-framed metal glasses, has gray hair, a thin body, and a standard scholarly appearance.

During the delivery process, Wu Chang asked the villagers indirectly that Ebert had taught at the first university in the kingdom, so he was called a professor.

It is said that he taught courses in archaeology and theology.

Because of this, he had cooperated with the church many times when he taught in the capital.

Being named in the church's letter of help shows that Ebert's identity is not purely bad, at least he is a swing man.

As long as he is used properly, his role is no less than half a teammate.

Ebert seemed to have been waiting for Wu Chang's delivery. He stood at the door. As soon as Wu Chang put his two letters into the mailbox, he couldn't wait to take them out and read them on the spot.

After a brief reading, he showed disappointment on his face and asked, "Mr. Sean, are you sure these are all my letters?"

Wu Chang replied calmly, "I am very sure that among the backlog of mail in the post office, there are only these two letters belonging to you."

He did not lie. After all, the letters sent by the church to Ebert were placed in the interlayer of the postman's bag.

Ebert's disappointment became even stronger, but a trace of relief and relief flashed in his eyes.

That trace of emotion was very hidden and difficult to detect, but unfortunately he ran into Wu Chang.

Wu Chang had been observing Ebert since they first met, especially Ebert's eyes. That trace of true feelings did not hide from his eyes.

He took advantage of Ebert's relaxation and said:

"Professor Ebert, before coming to Briver, a relative of mine who worked in the Royal Capital Church came to me and said that if I encountered any trouble in Briver, I could ask you for advice."

"The population in the town is small, the social circle is fixed, and there are many customary rules that I, as an outsider, have no way of understanding. I am worried that I will do something wrong unintentionally and annoy the townspeople."

"Professor Ebert, I want to integrate into this beautiful and peaceful town as soon as possible and don't want to conflict with anyone. Can you give me some advice?"