Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Consuming 1 postal point, it can quickly increase its own strength by three times, and the maintenance time is 15 minutes.

Cooldown time: 3 hour

Seeing the information under the stamp, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and he squeezed his fingers hard towards the corner of the bed board. With a sound of "bang!", the two-finger thick bed board was split into a large piece of sawdust.

However, Zhao Ke felt that he did not use much effort to achieve this level. If he activated Xionghua and gained three times the strength, then the power of punching down would be quite terrifying, at least ordinary people could not bear such a blow strength.

At this time, Zhao Ke picked up the scattered silver in the box and put it in his hand, thinking: "Transform!"

I saw that the broken silver disappeared quickly, and in my stamp album, there was an extra white stamp, and there was an extra line of information on the side note.

Ordinary stamps: broken silver (three taels and one coin)

Zhao Ke nodded, waved again, and the broken silver reappeared in his hand.

Immediately, Zhao Ke finally understood why Scarface could magically transform into a gold brick, which was unexpectedly so simple.

"Since these things can be transformed, then..."

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes halfway, and looked at the corpse beside him. From time to time, a bright light flashed in the depths of his eyes, as if he had discovered some new continent, and he became excited.

Chapter 11 Bear Meat

"Sasha..."

Pushing aside the grass in front of him, a small path down the mountain appeared in front of Zhao Ke. After wiping off the sweat on his forehead, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a village under the mountain.

Looking at the sky again, it is estimated that they should be able to reach that town before it gets dark tonight.

He was not in a hurry to return to reality. Anyway, there were still ten days left. Instead of going back in a daze, he might as well go down the mountain to see what kind of world this is.

As for the extended mission to protect Zhou Shun down the mountain, when he killed Zhou Shun, he had already been prompted that the mission had failed.

But Zhao Ke doesn't care, he prefers to be alone and free than to carry a oil bottle that may cause accidents at any time.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, he saw a water bottle appearing in Zhao Ke's hand.

"sucking"

Warm hot tea flowed out from the spout. This tea was broken tea found in Xiong Er's house. It didn't taste very good, but it was very thirst-quenching.

"Transformation!"

With a thought in Zhao Ke's mind, the kettle in his hand immediately turned into a stamp again and returned to the stamp album.

Although he has studied it all the way, Zhao Ke couldn't help showing a bit of joy on his face. The more he studied, the more interesting he found it.

After the item is transformed into a stamp, everything seems to be frozen there in time, whether it is temperature or taste, it is all kept at the time of transformation, no matter how long it takes, it will not change.

For a chef, this is simply an artifact. No matter where he goes, he has all the pots and pans, and he also carries a freezer with a vacuum space with him.

And unless I allow it, no one can see what is in my postal album, and for me, there is a more important ability, that is...Destroy corpses and wipe out traces!

However, the stamp album does not seem to be a panacea. When I tried to convert a four-meter-high boulder into a stamp, I got a prompt that it could not be converted. The content of the prompt was that I did not have enough authority.

When I went down the mountain, I encountered a snake and tried to put the snake in it, but the result was still prompted that the authority was not enough, and in the end I had to turn the snake into a corpse before putting it in the stamp album.

Obviously, in some respects, I can't convert everything into stamps, which makes Zhao Ke feel a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, most of the items I want to convert are fine.

For example, the corpses of Xiong Er and the old lady, although there are only a pile of bones left in the old lady's corpse, are also good materials for making soup. As for Xiong Er, it is a rare high-grade material.

Before, I regretted that I could only bring two bear paws, but now... the whole bear carcass was stuffed into the stamp album.

After simply eating some roasted bear meat, Zhao Ke walked lightly, and when it was getting dark, he finally arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain.

It is said to be a town, but in the eyes of Zhao Ke, it is more appropriate to call it a village. There are grass houses and wooden houses everywhere, and all kinds of strange smells are permeated in the streets.

There are pigsty, sheep manure, and... the sour smell of decay. In short, the first time he stepped into the town, Zhao Ke was so choked by the smell that he almost spit it out, so that he had to stuff it into his nostrils with a cloth strip.

Looking at the attire of those passers-by on the street, they are like ordinary people in ancient costume dramas, wearing clothes and shoes made of linen, which made Zhao Ke wonder whether he would time travel.

As Zhou Shun said, this year is a year of disaster. Zhao Ke walked all the way and saw many people curled up and hiding in the corner, starving and skinny.

When Zhao Ke passed by an alley, he could still feel some unkind eyes, and he was looking back and forth at himself, as if he didn't welcome this strangely dressed foreigner so much.

"Master! Please do me a favor and enjoy a bite of food."

A beggar with disheveled hair and whose face could not be seen clearly saw Zhao Ke walking by, and rushed forward to Zhao Ke,

Zhao Ke frowned, and before the beggar approached, he raised his leg and kicked the beggar on one side, and kicked the beggar flying away.

This kick didn't use much strength, but with the blessing of the special stamped bear clothes, the strength was by no means light.

Hearing a "bang!", the beggar hit the wall beside him, twitched a few times, and passed out. This kick missed the vital point, but with the physique of the beggar, he probably survived. In a few days.

Seeing this, the expressions of the other beggars changed, and their legs that had already stood up immediately crouched back to their original positions, all of them lowered their heads, and did not look at the fainted beggar.

The expressions of these beggars around were completely noticed by Zhao Ke, and he smiled coldly.

Walking up to the fainted beggar, covering his nose with his hand, he pushed the beggar's hand away with his toes, only to see a triangular iron spike hidden under the tattered long sleeve.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate.

I am not a good person like Qi Liang, otherwise if I am really entangled by them, I am afraid that it will be me lying on the ground in the next second.

After looking at these beggars, Zhao Ke stepped forward. After Zhao Ke walked out of the alley, the beggars around looked at each other, stood up slowly, and gathered around the beggar who passed out on the ground.

Several smudged faces gradually revealed a smug look, and after a few glances at each other, they silently took out a kitchen knife from their pockets.

Although the town is very bleak and the environment is mediocre, it is still a town after all. Zhao Ke found a fairly clean inn, and after throwing a piece of broken silver, he was assigned to the upper room.

After all, it is inconvenient to travel these days. Most of the hard workers living in the inn live in the chicken feather shop (also called Datong shop, but it is covered with chicken feathers) in the backyard that costs at least a penny a day. Semi-monthly turnover.

The living environment is not bad, but the taste of the food... Zhao Ke is really not flattering, and the price is so expensive that Zhao Ke feels astonished. He guessed that the broken silver he found at Xiong Er's house would Three meals a day may not last for two days.

Fortunately, I have no shortage of materials, so I asked the shopkeeper to discuss cooking by myself, and the shopkeeper readily agreed. After staying for two or three days in a row, I almost walked around the town without finding anything special. On the contrary, every time the shopkeeper saw Zhao Ke, his face seemed to bloom every day, and he wished Zhao Ke could stay for a few more days.

There is no way, because the food cooked by Zhao Ke is really delicious, there is no smoking machine in this era, Zhao Ke cooks in the kitchen, and the whole street behind can smell the strong fragrance, making passers-by salivate.

However, Zhao Ke is not his own cook, and the shopkeeper can only bring a jug of good wine every time, leaning his face to get close to each other. After going back and forth, the two of them became familiar.

"Little brother, you have lived here for a few days. If you feel bored, you can go to the Xiangshan Nunnery on the north slope. That place... hehe."

Seeing Zhao Ke coming down the stairs, the shopkeeper warmly greeted Zhao Ke and proposed to Zhao Ke.

"Xiangshan nunnery? Where do nuns live?" Zhao Ke was stunned when he heard this, he didn't understand what fun there could be in the nun's temple.

However, the shopkeeper grinned, showing eyes that all men knew, and said in a low voice: "That place is much more fun, if you don't go, you will regret it."