Chapter 528 The Next Stage of the Game

This time, the Crimson Sword was silent.

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As she said before, the bid for 1,000 game points is already very kind, and the remaining half of the knife will not be used if she keeps it in her hands. If she really can't get the other half back, she will sell her part It's not a problem.

In fact, if a proxy war were not imminent, she might have accepted the offer.

But now... Crimson Sword is indeed a bit unwilling.

Zhang Heng has made it clear that he is unwilling to exchange because he also lacks knives and props, and he himself does not seem to worry about points.

Crimson Sword hesitated for half a minute, and finally typed.

--I will think about it.

--OK.

Zhang Heng replied politely without urging.

At the last moment, Crimson Sword couldn't help but asked again.

——Where did you learn your sword skills, and who did you learn from?

But this time, the opposite party didn't speak again for a long time. Zhang Heng's attitude made it clear that he didn't intend to answer this question, and Crimson Sword also realized that he had crossed the line.

Then she saw a prompt in the upper right corner of the screen that Saturn 5 had exited the chat room.

The first contact between the two ended in this way.

Closing the Surface Crimson Sword on his knees heaved a sigh of relief. This guy whose ID is Saturn 5 is obviously not the same as a lunatic like a coffee man. The other party is very rational and easy to communicate with, but in turn, once he recognizes Things are also hard to shake.

And he doesn't seem to be short of points.

On the other hand, Crimson Sword almost took out all of her wealth and scraped together 1,000 game points, and she had to use up a task failure exemption card as a last resort, just in case She had to save another 800 points to repurchase the mission failure exemption card.

Of course, if possible, she would not mind using some other means to take back the upper half of Sanri Yue Zongjin, because Zhang Heng snatched this thing from her in the first place, and she didn't have any psychological burden, but she and Zhang Heng had fought against each other before and didn't take advantage of anything. Although she didn't like the coffee man, she had to admit the latter's strength. That guy was like a humanoid self-propelled nuclear power armor.

Up to now, Crimson Sword doesn't know how the coffee man lost, but one thing is certain, that is, Zhang Heng's strength is indeed terrifying, so she still needs to rely on the way of trading if she wants to get back Sanri Yuezong.

While the Crimson Sword continued to weigh the chips in his hand, Zhang Heng was in the lecture theater, taking an elective course on the history of Western culture.

This semester, Zhang Heng's course selection is no longer as random as before. In addition to the things he is interested in, he is also consciously choosing some courses that are helpful to his game. In addition, in order to free up part of his time, he also I picked some courses like elementary French, which sounded like a big headache to others, but he didn't have to spend much time on it.

So this semester he took a lot of credits, but in fact, the level of busyness has dropped compared to last semester, not to mention that Zhang Heng still has 24 extra hours a day.

In addition, according to the usual practice, after the seventh round of the game, he took the pen he got at the end to the bartender lady for appraisal, but the result was a bit unexpected.

This is the first time that the game point has failed in the appraisal. Afterwards, the bartender lady refunded the four-point handling fee, and even provided him with a free suggestion for the first time.

"This kind of situation is rare, but it's not unheard of. After all, even the system panel has been cheated in the auction venue before, so in theory, no matter what happens, I won't be surprised. You can tell me How you got this pen, maybe I can help you find out why."

Zhang Heng remembered the meaningful words Conan Doyle said to him before he left. So far, Zhang Heng can be sure that the old man in Tang suit suspected of Chronos approached him for another purpose. The points were all provided by the other party, so even Zhang Heng didn't know what role the bartender lady played in it.

So he hesitated for a while and finally chose to hide his encounter with Conan Doyle in the dungeon, and took back the pen directly, but Zhang Heng consulted the bartender lady again about the proxy war.

"Proxy war? Oh, you said proxy war. After all, the organizing committee is about to send out a notice," the bartender lady said, "so it's okay to tell you first, anyway, there may be some problems right now." Few people know. After playing so many rounds of the game, you must also know what the purpose of the game is. Now most of the agents have been confirmed, and only a few people have not placed their bets. The roster will come out and the game will move to the next level."

"The next stage?"

"Yes, the qualifiers are coming to an end, the dinner will be served on the table, the game will become more and more exciting, it seems that you have already got the tickets for the next round, then I wish you good results in advance gone."

"What about other ordinary players?" Zhang Heng frowned, "What will happen to them after the proxy war starts?"

"They are free to choose their camp, seek refuge with the corresponding agent, and become apostles. War is never a matter for one person. Of course, if you are really strong enough to take over everyone in one pot, then I can only take the lead in applauding you." Said the bartender lady.

Zhang Heng didn't know if it was his own delusion. When he talked about this matter, he seemed to see a faint frenzy and excitement in the eyes of the bartender lady.

The latter added later, "You should wait for the notice from the organizing committee for the specific content. I will continue to work part-time. I couldn't resist chopping off my hand last month. This month I have to pay back the money."

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The above is the information that Zhang Heng has at hand now. To be cautious, he also sent a WeChat message to Fan Meinan. Normally, Fan Meinan basically responds to messages in seconds, which makes people wonder if she is always the same. There was nothing serious about it, and she held her mobile phone to scroll through Weibo Moments, but this time, for the first time, she waited for a long time before replying two words.

--Busy.

There was no movement after that, but anyway, there is still about a month before the so-called proxy war, Zhang Heng is not too anxious, it seems that Fan Meinan rarely has serious business to do, just considering the person behind her Existence, I don't know who is going to be unlucky again.

It just so happened that Zhang Heng also had something to deal with. He hadn't been on the player forum for about a week, but when he went up again, he saw an explosive news.