I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 498: Ghost Post Office Phase , Free Purchase
Zhang Xianguang looked at Yang Jian calmly, "If you really intend to do it, then you must be prepared to accept death. Maybe I am not your opponent, but your opponent has never been me."

In the previous plan, he gave most of his supernatural powers to Ling Yiguang, so that during the years in the Ghost Post Office, he could only disguise his identity and use Yang Xiao to ensure his own safety.

But this doesn't mean that he has no ability to fight back.

What's more, Ling Yiguang was also standing by, as well as a captain-level fighter like Nie Yingping.

The failure of the Peach Blossom Spring plan meant that many things no longer needed to be concealed. Zhang Xianguang had a new plan and naturally had to concentrate all his efforts.

"You are right. I am still too weak now. However, your plan is too dangerous. Besides me, there will be more people to stop you."

Yang Jian cast his gaze towards the spiritual light. "I heard that the captain of the headquarters, Wei Jing, has been trying to block your door. Chen Qiaoyang, who betrayed you, has also joined the headquarters. I will also report the news just now to the headquarters. I hope you can hide deeper, otherwise I may not see you in the next round of virtual games."

After saying that, he turned and left the Ghost Post Office.

From beginning to end, they did not mention the Peace Hotel and the "store manager" because they all knew that if they really brought up the "store manager", both sides would be losers.

"This kid is too rampant and very dangerous. Let me kill him." A dangerous smile appeared on Nie Yingping's face.

Zhang Xianguang shook his head, "You can't kill him."

As the legitimate son of the only god on earth in the Republic of China, Zhang Xianguang knew a lot of things, including Qin Lao's plan to create a god.

But at the beginning, he didn't know who Qin Lao chose to create the god for.

But just like his Utopia plan, because of the appearance of Peace Hotel and the "store manager", the original plan became a mirage, and there is no longer much confidentiality.

The same is true for Mr. Qin's plan to create a god.

Although it was not completely exposed, the clues from what Yang Jian had experienced were enough for Zhang Xianguang to analyze and draw the correct conclusion.

He didn't know whether Mr. Qin had given up the plan, but in any case, the attention it deserved would not be reduced, so it was impossible for Nie Yingping to kill Yang Jian.

What's more, with Nie Yingping's strength, he may not be as terrifying as Yang Jian is now.

Now that there were no outsiders around, Ling Yiguang expressed his regret, "What a pity. If I had known that the method the store manager used to vote last night would drag the entire country into the ghost realm, I should have chosen another method at the time."

Zhang Xianguang shook his head. "He never took us seriously. After all, his power is beyond our comprehension. But the good news is that we can talk to him in the virtual game. As long as we persist, there will always be a day when the water drips through the stone."

Having said that, his gaze slowly turned to the outside of the Ghost Post Office.

It was dark there, but he seemed to see hope and light. "If the Peace Hotel can be used as the foundation to realize the Peach Blossom Spring Project, all the evil spirits here will become wild beasts. Although they are still scary, and some powerful evil spirits will become monsters with certain spiritual powers, ordinary people will have the power to dismember and suppress them. Moreover, he has always been fair and pays attention to rules. He never intervenes personally unless someone wants to break the rules he has set. Maybe he did not carry out the so-called Peach Blossom Spring Project, but no matter how you look at it, wouldn't the Peace Hotel be a completed Peach Blossom Spring?"

Is the Peace Hotel a paradise?

Nie Yingping raised his head abruptly, looking at Zhang Xianguang in disbelief, "How is it possible? How could the Peace Hotel be, be..."

"The name is not important. What's important is the nature and effect. Giving ordinary people a chance to confront evil spirits head-on and having relatively fair rules in effect, this is the Peach Blossom Spring. All we have to do is to promote the Peace Hotel to the world. The progress of branches is still too slow." Zhang Xianguang said in a faint tone.

Ling Yiguang frowned, "What about the virtual game? Lost memories, the truth hidden in the past, are these still important?"

Zhang Xianguang did not answer, but just looked at the spiritual light calmly, "The past cannot be changed, not even him. The future is the direction we need to focus on. So, do you also have an obsession?"

Ling Yiguang's expression changed. He glanced at the time and said, "His human body will be here soon. If there is any news, please inform me in time."

After saying that, he took the still somewhat distraught Nie Yingping and left the Ghost Post Office.

Zhang Xianguang was not idle either. In order to welcome Lin Yuan's arrival this time and to prevent some uncontrollable accidents, he directly used his administrator's authority to temporarily close the Ghost Post Office.

At the same time, the messengers who were resting on each floor all received the message asking them to leave the Ghost Post Office immediately, which made the messengers panic.

"What's going on? Tomorrow is my day to deliver the mail. I just arrived at the post office, why don't they let people stay there?" A middle-aged man on the second floor looked panicked.

The mission of the Ghost Post Office has been changed. It requires the payment of evil spirits as mission items. This is only for messengers on the third floor and above, and the duration is relatively short, and has not yet affected the messengers on the first and second floors.

"Damn it, it's fine that the mission of the ghost post office has been changed, but now people are not allowed to rest in the post office. Do they want to live?" On the third floor, a woman with a body stinking of corpses kept biting her fingers. Even though her fingers were covered in blood and even her bones were vaguely visible, she seemed to feel nothing.

"Destroy it, this post office doesn't need to be opened. We were already stuck with a bug, but they still called us back. There must be a bigger bug in the post office!" The messengers on the fifth floor gathered together.

The mission of delivering letters on this floor is inherently extremely dangerous.

Even though they are basically ghost riders, and some of them can even ride two ghosts, they are still in danger of death when faced with these letter delivery missions.

For this purpose, they deliberately created a bug to delay the letter delivery mission indefinitely.

But one day, they all had to go back to the Ghost Post Office, thinking that the bug they had fixed had disappeared. However, when they checked and were ready to dismember the guy who had fixed the bug, and then fixed the bug again, they found that the bug was still there.

What really made them return was that the Ghost Post Office's letter delivery mission was changed. Not only was it changed to a personal letter delivery mission, but they were also required to bring back three ghosts after each letter delivery mission.

Isn't this pushing them to death?

The ones who are still alive here are the strongest few messengers on the fifth floor, and they all look more and more like ghosts, and it is obvious that they are in very bad condition.

Their condition is no longer suitable for survival in reality, and they don't want to drag down their family and friends, so they choose to stay in the post office.

But the post office wouldn’t let them stay?

What’s the difference between this and the sky falling?
Unfortunately, as messengers, they had no qualifications to fight against the Ghost Post Office. Faced with Zhang Xianguang's slight capricious use of power, no matter how much they cursed, they could only choose to leave.

As a manager, Zhang Xianguang saw all of this in the world of oil painting.

"Such a change is a bit like exhausting the resources. Perhaps it won't be long before all the messengers accumulated over the years will be used up. This is not like your method." Yang Xiao stood beside Zhang Xianguang, very confused.

During this period, although he didn't know the detailed plan of Zhang Xianguang's adjustment of the rules of the Ghost Post Office, he could roughly guess it.

The messengers on the first and second floors will need to experience more supernatural events in order to give birth to more ghost riders rather than the lucky ones who rely on luck to get by.

This also resulted in a large consumption of couriers.

However, the number of new messengers entering the Ghost Post Office did not decrease, but increased, because many new invitations were sent out, and it was obvious that they were preparing to use a huge base to give birth to the top existence.

Just like a pyramid.

As long as there are enough bottom layers, even if there is only one at the top, its height will be high enough.

For the messengers on the third floor and above, the hell elimination round truly begins. Each letter delivery mission is already very difficult, and now they have to imprison evil spirits and send them back to the Ghost Post Office as task items for completing the letter delivery mission.

Even Yang Xiao felt a chill in his heart.

Zhang Xianguang said calmly, "You underestimate human potential. My plan has changed. The Ghost Post Office can no longer be left alone. If we put enough pressure on them, they will only be eliminated as a group of ants that lack strength, character, and luck. But there will always be a few near-perfect beings. Just like the Caesars Hotel, compared to it, the Ghost Post Office is more like heaven, but you know how terrifying those people who walked out of the Caesars Hotel are."

Yang Xiao did not answer because he had no way to deny it.

From the Republic of China period to the present, there are only a few people who have been able to walk out of the Caesar Hotel, and each of them is at the top of the era.

On the contrary, there were quite a few messengers coming out of the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office, and their strength was indeed not weak, but there was still a considerable gap compared to those coming out of the Caesar Hotel.

The most important thing is that he has no strength to stop Zhang Xianguang now.

In this world, the strong are respected after all!
"Okay, the store manager is almost here. Although I don't know the purpose of his coming, we still have to be prepared to receive him. I have cleared out the messengers in the post office, and I hope nothing will go wrong with the souls in the oil paintings." Zhang Xianguang's tone was calm, but full of threats.

Yang Xiao glanced at him and said sarcastically, "How about I call them all out, have them wear festive clothes, put up a banner, and do some dancing to welcome the store manager? Oh, there are a group of people inside who are already on your side, so I don't need to arrange anything."

However, what surprised Yang Xiao was that Zhang Xianguang not only did not object, but after thinking for a while, he actually agreed with a smile: "That's not a bad idea." So, when Lin Yuan arrived at the scene, what he saw was a neat team of cheerleaders standing at the gate of the Ghost Post Office.

They were all dressed in neat uniforms, waving bouquets of flowers in their hands, and some were holding a banner with a few large characters written on it:

Warmly welcome Mr. Lin to visit us for guidance!
Such a lively scene really scared Lin Yuan, but when he saw the words "General Lin" on the banner, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome Mr. Lin." Zhang Xianguang came forward warmly and took the initiative to shake hands with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan quickly said, "No, no, no, I'm not Mr. Lin, I'm just a small restaurant owner."

The title of "General" sounds quite comfortable, but he is still quite self-aware. Unless he opens branches of Peace Hotel all over the country in the future, he would be embarrassed to call himself General.

Moreover, he originally came to visit, but Zhang Xianguang's act gave him a headache, "Isn't this scene too big?"

"Boss Lin... No, Boss Lin, you are too modest. The Peace Hotel has created an adventurer system, which is enough to be respected. What's more, the ones who came to welcome Boss Lin this time are just some robots in the department I manage. They are nothing."

Zhang Xianguang said this very seriously.

In order to end the supernatural era, most of the ghost riders in the Republic of China have exhausted all their energy. Except for the Seven Elders of the Republic of China who have survived to the modern time, there are many equally powerful ghost riders of the Republic of China who have fallen in the past.

Although Lin Yuan has not yet supported the idea of ​​the Peach Blossom Spring Project, the establishment of the adventurer system is undoubtedly a new way to suppress the revival of evil spirits and delay the arrival of the supernatural era.

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This alone is enough for Zhang Xianguang to pay his respects.

And just as he said, the people he recruited to be cheerleaders were all the dead souls in the oil paintings.

Normally they have no way of getting out of the oil painting world, but before Lin Yuan arrived, the White Mist Ghost Realm had completely invaded the Ghost Post Office and took over the surface rules here, allowing them to walk in the oil painting and survive in the white mist.

The cheerleaders were all female ghosts, while the ones holding the banners were male ghosts.

Regardless of whether they were female or male, because of their ghost attributes, in Lin Yuan's cognition, they all turned into robots.

As for the uniforms they were wearing and the banners, they were naturally all painted by Zhang Xianguang using dyes. If you got really close, you could even smell the dye.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan was not very interested in the robot girl in a short skirt with her two metal thighs exposed. Instead, he felt a little embarrassed, so he did not get too close to her, thus avoiding the pain on his nose.

After exchanging a few pleasantries at the door, Lin Yuan walked into the Ghost Post Office with Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao. As for the cheerleaders, they did not follow up at Zhang Xianguang's signal, but moved around freely in the white fog ghost area.

This is a rare opportunity for them to be able to move outside the world of oil painting. It is also the reason why they cooperate with Zhang Xianguang, or it can be said to be a reward.

Zhang Xianguang brought Lin Yuan to a room on the first floor. It had been redecorated. It was no longer old and shabby, but had become a reception room with a strong Republican style.

Yang Xiao's eyes widened, and then his gaze towards Zhang Xianguang changed: "If this kid were to become a lackey, he would definitely be a good one!"

After pouring Lin Yuan a cup of tea, Zhang Xianguang asked Lin Yuan about the purpose of coming to the post office.

Lin Yuan did not explain immediately, but instead asked with concern, "Your current situation and the movement just now will not arouse suspicion from the top management of the post office, right?"

He still remembers the characters of Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao:
Ordinary people who were deceived into a suspected terrorist organization but worked hard to climb to the middle level in order to survive in order to prevent them from revealing secrets.

One was transformed into a gorilla through biotechnology experiments, and the other had his flesh wiped out and his consciousness placed into a robot's body. There was also an iron chain around his neck, as if a time bomb had been installed.

He noticed it just now.

Those cheerleaders and banner-pulling robots had no chains on their bodies and looked much better than Yang Xiao, but Lin Yuan always suspected that they had greater limitations, such as program restrictions.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lin. However, those people also respect Mr. Lin, so as long as it does not involve the core business of the post office, there will be no problem." Zhang Xianguang said with gratitude.

Adventurer system, is it so effective?
Lin Yuan was very surprised. He didn't expect that a plan that he came up with on the spur of the moment and hadn't even been fully implemented could actually gain such respect from a group of suspected terrorists.

There won't be any risk in this, right?

But in this way, perhaps one's goal will be easier to achieve.

Thinking so, Lin Yuan also began to ask about the purpose of his visit. "Lao Zhang, I'm just wasting my time. Can you tell me about the properties of the robots in your post office, such as charging methods and efficiency, usage time, etc. These are also for the establishment of the adventurer system. We want some cheap, less resource-consuming, mass-produced robots."

Currently, Lin Yuan knows about three types of robots.

One is the robot in the space that Liu Qingqing was connected to through special abilities after being transformed. However, the efficiency of this robot is a bit low. It is obviously a low-end product and cannot meet Lin Yuan’s needs.

No, it should be said that it is a defective product. It is obviously lacking in functions and cannot be used on a large scale. No wonder it was used by those people behind the scenes for Liu Qingqing's experiments. It is not a loss even if it is wasted.

The other is the robot shop in Taiping Ancient Town.

The robots sold there are of good quality, easy to charge, and have a long standby time, but they have two fatal shortcomings. One is that the output is relatively low and cannot be achieved in large-scale industrial production. The other and most important thing is that the price is relatively expensive. A robot costs three yuan, which is as much as one month's salary for a Peace Hotel employee.

Obviously, this kind of robot is a high-end product with good quality, but it cannot be mass-produced.

In fact, it would be useless even if they could be mass-produced because the price was too expensive. If Lin Yuan really used them, he would go bankrupt in minutes. This was also the reason why he did not go to the robot shop to inquire further.

The last type left is the robot in the ghost post office, and he also hopes that Zhang Xianguang can give him a surprise.

Zhang Xianguang didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyes lit up and he started to promote the product enthusiastically. "Boss Lin, you have come to the right place. I am in charge of the robot production line. This production line is very mature, and the robots produced do not need conventional charging at all. As long as they are produced, they can be used for a long time. They also have self-repair functions. Ordinary damage can be completely self-healed. They are durable and have their own intelligence. They can complete many complex and dangerous tasks..."

In general, that is one sentence:

Good quality, low price and easy to use!

The more Lin Yuan listened, the happier he became. However, Yang Xiao, who was standing by, felt that Zhang Xianguang was obviously plotting something, so he quickly said, "Boss Lin, don't listen to Zhang's nonsense. These... robots do have good production capacity, and they don't really need any energy, because the energy they use is actually the consciousness of a normal person. In other words, to produce one such robot, one normal person needs to be killed. This method..."

The words were not finished, but the attitude was very obvious.

Lin Yuan was also shocked. "To make such a robot, you need to kill a normal person and use the human consciousness to drive the robot. The robot does not need to be charged and can repair itself. It should not be a so-called nanorobot, but..."

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan suddenly felt horrified, and looked at Yang Xiao in disbelief. His eyes were very complicated, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Yang Xiao also didn't understand, but he knew what he should do at this time.

On the screen of his robot head, complex expressions appeared, including sadness, grievance, pain, regret, hatred, etc.

These expressions appear particularly clear when displayed on the screen.

"That's enough, Lao Yang! Boss Lin, don't listen to Lao Yang's nonsense. This robot production line does have some problems, and the cost is not small, but it doesn't necessarily mean killing people."

Zhang Xianguang thought for a moment and said, "How about this, if Boss Lin has time, I can take you to see the production process of the robot, and then you will understand."

The main reason was that he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation, so he simply took Lin Yuan over and let the "store manager" use his own imagination while he guided him from the side.

Lin Yuan hesitated and said, "That's fine, but wait a minute. I'll call a technician to come over and take a look. After all, I'm not a professional and don't know the situation in this area."

Zhang Xianguang nodded, "Of course."

So, a phone call was made to the Peace Hotel, and about half an hour later, the two people notified by Lin Yuan finally arrived.

When they saw these two people, Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao's eyes twitched.

It’s okay for Wang Xiaoming who is dressed in researcher’s clothes, as he is indeed a scientific researcher and has strong abilities, but what about that ghost messenger with a muscular body and a dog?

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(End of this chapter)