Chapter 117： 2nd Floor (1/2)

”Wortefak, is the system crazy?” Song Jian looked at the ”three thousand doomsday coins” needed to create the mailbox, and was shocked;

You know, now that players can have more than 300 Doomsday coins in their pockets, they can all claim to be local tyrants. If Song Jian has not received the SSS rating for the previous mainline mission, the Doomsday coins in his pocket will not exceed 150. Ten, there are too many places to spend money in this game, but there are too few ways to make money. The vast majority of players are living beyond their means. Every day is like a ”famo”, repeating the same heavy and boring Cut trees and collect stones to earn a little doom, which is more tiring than going to work in real life;

Looking at the ”3112 Doomsday Coins” in the parcel column, Song Jian gritted his teeth. It was not warm yet, he had to hand it over to the system, making Song Jian very unhappy;

”Forget it, there are gains and losses, willingness to be willing, only to have success!” Song Jian comforted himself, clicked the ”create” option with his teeth.

的 The doomsday coin in the parcel shrank quickly, but no vision appeared. In fact, a half-height red mailbox had appeared outside the gate of the manor, but Song Jian's eyes were blocked by the wall and he could not see it;

After waiting a long time, Song Jian finally couldn't bear it. When he opened the management list of the manor, he found that the ”mailbox” actually appeared in the list, and was placed under the ”Stone Crawler (3)”;

Click to open the mailbox, first you need to set an address yourself;

If you have a fixed residence in another big city, similar to the city of evil, or the city of the sky, you can apply for a mailbox from the municipal government, and this email address is set by the municipal government and cannot be changed by yourself;

Only those who have created a safe house in the wild are eligible to fill in their own email address, but this email address cannot be the same as the email address of others;

”What address should I fill in?” Song Jian frowned and thought carefully;

Through the radio, Song Jian learned that people who generally create safe houses in the wild will directly fill in names such as ”Rayton House” and ”Jimment House”, but in large cities, it is a very regular ”city” Street (road) community number ”

Ji Song Jian thought for a while, his eyes turned, and he wrote directly to ”No. 1 Shenfang Community, Guangming Road, City of Hope”

Set your own email address, then you can mail items;

Song Jian opened the ”Mail Items” option, put the blue emerald necklace on it, and then in the other party's payment option, filled in a thousand doomsday coins and ”skill book: sword finger”.

Fill in the mailing address, if Qian Qianhai wants to accept this blue emerald necklace, he must pay one thousand doomsday and ”skill book: sword finger”.

呼 ”Hello, good luck, just don't know if this sword fairy profession is strong or not!” Song Jian said to himself, after checking again, he chose to mail;

System: You mail the item ”Blue Emerald Necklace” to the address: 188, Inner City of Sin City, and the money is collected. This post requires a stamp. Do you want to start shipping?

”Need a stamp?” Song Jian frowned suddenly, but soon he chose to mail it;

刚刚 The stamp I just hit issued a white light in the parcel column, flew towards the gate of the manor, and looked at the mailbox. The blue emerald necklace inside had disappeared, and an email had been sent;

”It's not good to have a mailbox, you must use stamps to post things, which is too much trouble.” Song Jian secretly said;

I waited for a while, and there was no new email reminder. It seems that the Count Qian Haihai has not seen his email yet. Song Jian shook his head and stood up to the gate of the manor and walked towards the outside of the manor;

”Master, here I have information about the combat professional shepherd, I don't know about you ...” The **** ghost tree poisonous tree slowly woke up from the deep sleep, aware of Song Jian's existence, and slowly spoke;

But before it's finished, Song Jian's figure has disappeared from the gate of the manor.