At this point, Yiyi and I were at a loss.

The first person you encounter upon arriving at the shallow level is so strange; what kind of people will you meet later?

Without hesitation, I quickly pulled Yiyi back until we were more than 10 meters away from the street corner before we stopped.

Looking back slowly, there was only one orange figure, still mechanically scraping.

There's definitely something strange about this person.

The few murmurs she made could still be faintly heard.

As the wind blew, her voice seemed to come out as if she were not there.

Even now, Lei Jijian was still somewhat frightened, as he had truly felt the surging power emanating from the cleaner's body.

As for me, I sensed a strange black aura swirling around the cleaner.

"Master, that thing of hers is definitely related to the recovery of the Dew-Gathering Branch!"

That's natural; I was perfectly aware of the telepathic message from the Thunder Strike Sword in my mind.

Otherwise, why would the dew branch in Yiyi's pocket have reacted just now?

These branches covered in dew didn't change at all along the way.

It happened at that very moment, precisely when her slime was dripping onto the ground.

Still shaken, Yiyi and I walked slowly down the street.

Looking at the lights shining down from the surrounding buildings, I felt a little calmer.

However, there was still a somewhat eerie feeling.

After walking for about two minutes, Yiyi and I heard a hurried honking behind us.

I turned around and saw a silver-gray taxi flashing its headlights at us.

Holy crap, there really are taxis here.

This is the first time I've encountered a taxi since entering the shallow area.

This car's design is similar to the cars outside, making it quite eye-catching among this large group of hovercars.

The smell emanating from this car is the typical engine smell of the outside world.

The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, dressed in a driver's uniform, with a full beard.

When he saw us, he had a nonchalant expression and just glanced at the two of us briefly.

Goodness, finally I've met someone who's even remotely normal.

They're at least much more human than security guards and cleaners.

The man spoke quietly, "Going to the post office? My car is expensive, but I know the way well and it will definitely be 20 minutes faster than your normal route."

I looked him over again; he had noticeable fine lines around his eyes, so I guessed he was a normal person.

Yiyi and I exchanged a glance, and almost simultaneously revealed a look of affirmation.

It's better to do it sooner rather than later!

However, I was also a little puzzled as to why this guy knew we were going to the post office.

Logically speaking, there should already be many destinations in this direction.

Why were you able to pinpoint the post office so accurately?

I expressed my doubts to the driver, and he explained them to me.

Apart from the post office, there are basically no other public places open in this area.

Moreover, the letter in my hand was quite obvious.

He said he has been running this route for three years, every day along this line from the post office, and there are quite a lot of people picking him up at the security checkpoint.

"You must be from out of town. Judging from your clothes, you don't seem to be used to living in shallow areas."

His words struck a chord with our identities, yet he still showed no sign of anything amiss.

After a casual introduction, the driver pointed to the back seat.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. We have records and we can show you our credentials."

As he spoke, the driver reached into his pocket, but I waved my hand slightly.

"No need, go to the First Post Office."

When I opened the car door, a faint smell of disinfectant mixed with the fishy smell of the sea hit me.

I couldn't help but complain, but it really is in the sea, and it's not like being on land.

At least with this smell, I wouldn't stay here permanently.

I glanced at Yiyi beside me, and she indeed didn't show any unusual behavior.

Perhaps the girl would be more comfortable here.

Yiyi and I slowly sat down, constantly taking in our surroundings.

Lei Jijian also squeezed in, but the first thing he did was complain about the smell inside.

After Yiyi settled into the back seat, her fingertips accidentally touched the bottom of the seat, and she suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

"Is there a pipe under this seat?"

I looked in the direction of the girl's voice and sure enough, there was a thin, bluish tube in the gap of the seat.

The thin tube was wrapped with a small amount of copper wire, with one end extending under the driver's seat and the other end inserted into the bottom of the car.

I looked over and saw that the line in front was clearly connected to the driver's uniform cuff!

Holy crap.

Isn't this the same situation as the cleaning lady from before?

I was a little at a loss, while Lei Jijian was ready to cut the wire at any moment.

Our soft chatter caught the attention of the driver in front of us. He simply said "oh" and then lazily touched the steering wheel.

"You mean this? It's understandable that you don't know. People like us who drive at night all need this, an extra oxygen supply pipe for shallow vehicles."

Oh my god, so that's how it is.

However, this pipe is clearly much less saturated than the one used by the cleaner.

The one on the cleaner's clothes was clearly greenish, almost dark green.

The person in front of me, however, had a light blue color under his car.

Even from a distance, you can't see any green in it.

In terms of concentration, does that mean the oxygen concentration inside this car is lower?

Lei Jijian lowered his guard after hearing the driver's explanation, and then said half-jokingly.

"Master, in this situation, it's probably because the cleaner needs more oxygen."

As for the driver, that bastard definitely had enough oxygen in the car!

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that although Lei Jijian's words were rough, the reasoning behind them was sound.

Indeed, those who are still working hard on the streets at this time of day require a lot more energy.

The driver's job will be relatively easier.

However, judging from the driver's demeanor, he didn't seem any more relaxed than the person who had just been there.

What's going on?

Although the oxygen level is thinner in this shallow layer, it doesn't seem to me that it's at all in a situation where an oxygen tube is needed.

"Are you here to send something or pick up a package? Remember, this shallow post office only accepts special items at night. You can't send ordinary packages; you'll have to wait until daytime."

I was even more confused when I heard this.

Holy crap, a special item?

Blue Armor didn't tell us about this!