Chapter 595

After solving the Sphinx matter, Zhang Heng found a small yellow bike and rode back to school.

No way, whether it’s a subway or a taxi, it would be embarrassing to stop when you encounter it, especially the subway. The feeling of being locked in the compartment while driving is the worst, and his polo is not with him.

Therefore, Zhang Heng can only choose this low-carbon and environmentally friendly means of transportation, and contributes his own modest strength to the control of urban pollution.

There were far fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the streets in the early morning. Because of the stillness, the street lights projected beams of light on the ground, like a stage play about to start, and Zhang Heng shuttled through it, like actors constantly changing the stage.

In fact, his life has been similar to that of an actor recently, because of the time bug on his body, his game time is often several times that of others, and each round of dungeons is more like a period of life to him. , to the distant Caribbean Sea, to the gloomy London in the 19th century and the bloody Kyoto at the end of the Bakumatsu, he played different roles in different copies.

To this day, the sum of all the dungeon games he has experienced has even exceeded his own age.

Therefore, sometimes when Zhang Heng opens his eyes on the bed, he will be in a trance for a moment, not knowing where he is and where he will go on the next journey.

He is an astronaut of NASA, a pirate king of Nassau, a geek of the future world, and a wanderer wandering around Kyoto... Ms. Bartender once said that experience and learning make us who we are today. Although it has been less than a year since he joined this magical and mysterious game, he is a completely different person now than he was a year ago.

These changes are not just a series of high-level skills displayed in his current skill bar, or those strange and useful game props, but also a dialogue between self-growth and the depths of the soul.

Every round of copies, every choice, brought him closer to his true self.

It's just that the real self now makes Zhang Heng feel more and more strange.

The bicycle was parked in front of a stationery store, and Zhang Heng saw his own reflection on the glass door. As early as a few months ago, he noticed the change in his face. It was not too obvious at that time that Zhang Heng found a vague sense of awkwardness. After the copy of the deductive method, Zhang Heng's observation power reached a new level. He could finally see where the awkwardness came from. come.

His skin, facial features, eyebrows and hair are all the same as before, except for one thing that is becoming rarer and rarer-emotions.

Zhang Heng once had a brief chat with Shen Xixi. As the game progresses, players will begin to differentiate. Under the threat of death, they will gradually undo the restraints imposed by civilized society, release their own nature, and gradually see the bottom of their hearts. However, what Zhang Heng saw in the process was a fog, a fog of nothing.

And behind the fog, there seemed to be something waiting for him, calling him.

It's like the end of all stories.

Reason told Zhang Heng that he should stop and not move forward, but he was not wary of the things behind the mist. On the contrary, he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, as if he was going home.

Zhang Heng knew that his trip to Greenland must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

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After returning to school, Zhang Heng first took a cold shower in the empty bathroom, then went to the gym for daily training, and after a break, he read a book in the library for a while, until the time started to flow again, he came to the parking lot, After sorting out and counting the props in the trunk, I drove them to the bartender lady.

"These props are all from those guys from the arc. I still have an impression of this flashlight. It was just appraised not long ago. It seems that you got a good harvest that night." The bartender lady tutted.

"How many game points are these things worth?"

"There is a C-level item in it, which is very valuable. If it is auctioned at an auction, it can probably be sold for 2000 to 3000 game points. However, if you mortgage it, you can only count 1600 points. The others add up to about seven. Eight hundred points, so the calculation is still about 1,670 points short."

Zhang Heng now has 1,000 points on his body, and he also killed a team because of Han Lu's affairs before, and the props he got are temporarily placed with Fan Meinan, so if it is counted, it should be enough.

"The last six or seven hundred points will have to wait for a while," Zhang Heng said.

"No problem. Anyway, it will take about a month to cast the knife. After the knife is cast, you can pay the final payment." The bartender lady is rare to talk this time, probably because the money is not hers. Earn it yourself.

"Thank you." Zhang Heng said, and was about to leave the game point, but he heard the bartender smiling and said, "Don't hurry, since you're here, let's have a drink."

After speaking, she mixed a glass of wine as quickly as possible, and this time, for the first time, she didn't mess around, but mixed a glass of pure martini.

Zhang Heng sat down in front of the bar, "You seem to be in a good mood, is there any happy event recently?"

"Well, that's right." The bartender lady smiled slyly, "Did I tell you that I've been waiting for someone, and recently I got news that that person is coming back soon."

"Who is it, your fiancé?" Zhang Heng took a sip of his martini.

"He is much more important than my fiancé." It was the first time for Zhang Heng to see such a fanatical look in the eyes of the bartender lady. She was no different from those little girls on the Internet who were obsessed with star chasing to the point of morbidity. What a difference, his face was full of fascination, and he said in a tone full of admiration, "He is my master, my belief, and the meaning of my existence."

"Sounds like a big shot... Is he the master behind this game?" Zhang Heng guessed.

"No, he's not interested in games or anything. If he wants to come, he'll come for real. That's why I admire him so much," said the bartender lady.

"That's a pretty cool guy," Zhang Heng reckoned that what the bartender lady was waiting for wasn't a human being, at least at the same level as the weirdo in Tang suit and Einstein. Since the other party didn't want to elaborate, Zhang Heng also Without further questioning, he drank the martini in his hand in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and put the empty glass on the table, "In that case, good luck to you."

"I also wish you good luck." The bartender lady said, "I got news that the proxy war will start in half a month at most, and your showtime will also come."

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