Chapter 636 Join Us

After filling in the address, my husband looked at the recipient in the previous column.

After thinking for a moment, he gently wrote two words: random

After filling out the form, he raised his hand and picked up a piece of letter paper, and then wrote some greetings on it.

After doing all this, the process of sending the letter is completed.

Then the beloved man stepped aside.

A minute later, a humanoid creature wearing a green uniform appeared out of thin air.

The beloved looked at the other person.

In the field of vision, the outline of the humanoid creature's face looked very blurry, as if it had been mosaic-ed.

My beloved knows that this is the 'postman' guarding the door.

The height of the postman seems to be the same as that of ordinary people, and even the body proportions are completely in line with human aesthetics.

The beloved man immediately spoke to the postman and said: "Hello, sir..."

However, the postman did not respond.

He came to the counter and picked up the form filled out by his beloved.

Judging from his actions, the other party seemed to be reading the above content carefully.

After a moment, a steady and calm voice sounded: "The address needs to be accurate to the exact planet number."

After saying this, the postman put the form back on the counter table, then raised his hand and pointed at the address column with one finger.

After hearing the postman's words, the beloved man raised his hand and pushed up his glasses with a calm expression.

Then he asked softly: "Does the recipient also need to be precise?"

The postman shook his head slightly and said without any change in tone: "When there is no clear recipient, the letter will be delivered to the mailbox by default."

Hearing this, my beloved instantly understood what the other party meant.

From what the postman said, it can be analyzed that if there is an accurate recipient, it can be delivered directly to the recipient.

If there is no recipient, it will be sent directly to the mailbox.

As for what that mailbox is, my husband already has a rough guess.

When the doctor created him, the data of the relevant containment objects was also implanted in his memory.

If nothing else, it should be serial number 124-green mailbox.

But the exact address put the husband in trouble.

After all, it is a completely unfamiliar galaxy.

The number of planets in a galaxy is measured in billions.

There are so many planets, even good people don't know which one has life on them.

After pondering for a moment, my beloved decided to put the matter of sending the letter on hold for a while.

The purpose of his coming here is to investigate this post office.

And since there is a postman in front of you, you can also get information about the post office through the postman.

Thinking of this, my husband already had an idea in his mind.

I saw him taking off his glasses and then placing them on top of the form.

Then he looked at the postman and whispered: "Mr. Postman, who built this post office?"

"What is the purpose of establishing it?"

Hearing his beloved's words, the postman's body trembled slightly.

Then he turned to look at his beloved.

But his face was blurry, and no expression could be seen.

After a moment of silence, the postman's voice came.

“Join us and you’ll find out what you need to know.”

Without thinking, my beloved said directly: "Okay, how can I join you?"

Zou almost nodded, and then walked towards the depths of the hall.

After taking a few steps, he slowly turned his head to look at his beloved and said, "Follow me."

The beloved man followed directly.

But after taking just a few steps, the surrounding environment changed.

The originally spacious and bright hall gradually darkened.

The surrounding scene turned into dark lines.

It's like arriving in an independent and lonely space.

The beloved man's eyes kept scanning around.

There was chaos beneath my feet, and chaos above my head.

There is nothing but those lines.

My beloved squinted his eyes and said secretly in his heart: "How is the application of space impulse technology achieved?"

"We haven't seen any form of energy intervention. How did this wormhole form?"

At this time, my husband's heart was full of doubts.

There is a process for the transformation of matter into energy, but good people have not seen this process.

This goes against the various theories he had implanted in his memory.

The postman is walking in the void. From the back, he looks like a god who controls the laws of space.

As an ordinary person who does not possess any special abilities, Liangren can also step on the void.

This is what makes my husband feel surprised.

After thinking for a long time, my beloved said softly: "Sir, can I ask you a more personal question?"

The postman didn't look back, but the voice rang in the beloved man's mind.

"When you join us, all your questions will be answered."

"Plus, sound doesn't travel in this space."

Just two simple sentences, but a good person can extract a lot of information from them.

His suspicions had been confirmed.

The place they were in was indeed a wormhole.

This can be seen from the inability to transmit sound and the dull lines around it.

Then there was silence all the way.

The beloved's brain is always running at high speed.

He didn't know what would happen after joining the Postman and the others.

There is a high probability that he will become a new postman.

Then there is the question of where to work.

Among them, the most important point is how to pass on the information he has obtained.

Because he is not sure where he will go in the future.

But Liangren is not worried.

Because he knows clearly that he is just a copy.

If the doctor has the ability to create him, then he has the ability to create countless of him.

In addition, his notebook has been left in hell.

If he fails to go back, then the new copy should also be put into hell and continue his previous investigation.

So the risk of his choice is very small.

But if he can successfully go back, then there is a way to pass on the information.

According to the postman, all his doubts can be answered.

Liangren knows very well that the doubts in his heart are also the doubts of the doctor.

Then the value of this information is self-evident.

There are not many things that can still make the doctor confused.

At least in this three-dimensional space.

Liangren also guessed that this postman is a life of a higher dimension.

Because the creation of wormholes must involve energy.

Only high-dimensional creatures can have the ability to skip the material conversion process.

There is no doubt about this.

The reason why I couldn't see the postman's face was probably because they were in different dimensions, so they couldn't directly observe each other's existence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a dazzling white light appeared in my lover's sight.