Rebirth in the apocalypse: Cannon fodder and real daughter no longer want to be human beings

As she continued to absorb the source crystals, the shadows on the postcard also changed, slowly condensing into an extremely transparent postcard.

The ghost image is caused by the superposition of two postcards.

With the continuous input of source crystal energy, the postcard also changed from virtual to real, becoming a new postcard.

Zhu Yan looked at the postcard, which was no different from the original one. Only in the lower right corner of the postcard was a line of words, NO.1.

first slide?

What about the original one?

Zhu Yan looked at the first picture again, and there was nothing in the lower right corner. Is it considered the original copy?

Give it a try and see how it works.

Zhu Yan wrote a paragraph and sent the postcard to Song Wanning.

Song Wanning suddenly received a postcard. After seeing the content clearly, she suppressed her surprise and looked at Zhu Yan calmly.

Zhu Yan blinked and signaled her to reply quickly.

Jiang Li had discussed this issue with the two of them after she was reborn.

The three of them concluded that the postal code was probably the date Zhu Yan saved them. They wanted to try it. Unfortunately, the previous postcards were completely tied after they communicated with Jiang Li. She and Jiang Li could only write letters back and forth. .

She never found a way to upgrade and was unable to write to the two of them, so the matter was delayed.

Now that it was finally upgraded and there was an additional postcard, Zhu Yan immediately wrote to Song Wanning to test it out.

As for why he didn't write to Pei Ji first, it was entirely because Song Wanning only had one superpower so far. Her strength was much weaker than that of Pei Ji, and she needed more protection.

Secondly, Pei Ji's identity made his situation even more dangerous. Once he was attacked by Fu Heng, he would probably not have the chance to send a message.

Thirdly, she can continue to upgrade and get a third postcard.

While waiting for Song Wanning's reply, Zhu Yan did not stop, still holding the crystal in both hands to absorb it.

Soon, a ghost appeared on the original postcard again.

A third postcard appeared.

At this time, Song Wanning also looked up.

In front of Zhu Yan, Ping Ning had an extra postcard.

It says: Baby Yanyan, my sister loves you so much.

The signature in the lower right corner is Wan Ning, who loves you.

The postal code is the period when she rescued Song Wanning at the crossroads.

Successful.

This will make it much easier to contact Song Wanning in the future.

Zhu Yan winked at Song Wanning, signaling her to calm down, and then continued to absorb the source crystal.

Soon, a third postcard appeared.

It is exactly the same as the original, except that there is an extra code in the lower right corner of the postcard, NO.2.

Zhu Yan looked at Pei Ji.

He was talking to Pei Zhengye.

Zhu Yan looked at Song Wanning again.

Song Wanning nodded imperceptibly, interrupted and took over Pei Zhengye's words to start the conversation.

Zhu Yan quickly sent the postcard to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji was startled for a moment and looked at Zhu Yan. Then he quickly wrote a postcard and sent it to Zhu Yan.

A postcard appeared out of thin air again in front of Zhu Yan.

The content is very simple. The postal code is the date when she rescued Pei Ji's brother and sister in Yushi Mountain.

It seems that she was right, the postal code is the date when she rescued them.

With this in mind, Zhu Yan wrote another letter to Jiang Li, asking about the situation there.

Soon, Jiang Li wrote back, saying that they had arrived at the official base safely. Mr. Qin, Mr. Li and others were picked up by the armed forces. He, his two siblings, Su Nian, and everyone in the Xu family were placed in the city.

Now that they have just arrived at their residence, there are still officials following them.

Zhu Yan originally planned to give Su Nian a postcard to try, but now it seems that the time is not right and she has to wait a little longer.