With the appearance of the black letter, Sun Rui became the new administrator, and the curse of the post office was declared over.
But horror and the supernatural had not vanished. They still existed.
Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Wang Yong left Dahan City and returned to Dachang City.
With the post office's curse gone, many supernatural rules had changed. They could no longer return the way they came, and the black Letter Paper had lost its effect, crumbling into powder the moment they left the post office. They could only make the journey back on foot.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Ghost Post Office—no, inside Hell Apartment now.
Only Sun Rui remained in the bright, empty lobby.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would stay here alone for a very, very long time—more than a decade, perhaps even several decades. Only when the balance failed or he was nearing death from old age would he make further arrangements.
Sun Rui had returned the shovel in his hand to Yang Jian. Without anything to support himself with now, walking was somewhat inconvenient for him. But as the administrator, he could appear anywhere in this place.
The next moment.
Sun Rui appeared on the fifth floor.
Before him stood that strange female corpse, covered from head to toe in black Letter Paper.
"The second administrator, Tian Xiaoyue? You shouldn't be dead. Administrators of the post office cannot die inside the post office; they can only die outside it, like the first administrator, who fell from the fifth floor and died. So you should still be alive. I just don't know whether your consciousness is clear. If you're still like this, then I'm sorry, but I can only deal with you."
"Two administrators cannot exist here. The changes I made to this place were meant