Chapter 637 Everything Will Be Fine

Zhang Heng did not follow the instructions of his kind-hearted boss to find trouble with another company.

He is not here to collect industry taxes. For things like trapping, he is just spending a small amount of money to have fun. He points out that it is better to open a ranch in the west to raise cattle than to make a fortune.

Hayase Asuka may not be able to actually use the USB flash drive and bracelet when he gets them, but the joy of drawing a six-star Charmander is exactly the motivation that supports thousands of players to continue to make money...

Zhang Heng took Asuka Hayase, whose legs were weak from shopping, back to the international student apartment. He looked at the starfish in his hand. It was now 10:30 pm, and there were still about 40 minutes left before the agreed time.

Zhang Heng found a place without cameras, drove the Polo to the roadside, parked it, and went to a nearby convenience store to buy Pingbao Mineral Power.

Because of the extra 24 hours, his fitness effect was doubled. Although it only lasted for more than half a year, it was already very effective. After taking off his clothes, he could see clear abdominal muscles and chest muscles, so Zhang Heng also He began to pay attention to his diet. Although excess calories can be consumed through exercise, it is better to save some trouble, so he rarely touches Coke (although there is a zero-degree version), and usually deep-fried ones I don’t eat much either.

Zhang Heng finished paying the bill and returned to the car to send a message to Fan Meinan.

--Where are you?

After a while, the latter's reply came belatedly.

——Before I went out, my stomach suddenly hurt.

——Wherever you live, I will send you medicine.

——Ah, you want to use this trick to successfully get my address, and then knock on my door late at night in the name of asking for help, and give me gentle medicine when I am weak and most want to find someone to rely on. Will it completely take over my body and mind?

Fan Meinan on the other side became alert.

——“…………”

Zhang Heng sent a string of ellipses over.

——Give up, I won’t give you this chance, I can get there on time.

——See you then.

Zhang Heng put away his cell phone and drove the Polo to the McDonald's where he had agreed.

At 11:07, Fan Meinan arrived on time as expected. Her face looked a little pale, and she put the backpack behind her on the table out of breath, and then sat down on the stool opposite, "Here, The props you put there with me.”

"Thank you." Zhang Heng did not open his backpack, but directly placed the bag of things on the seat next to him.

The game props in the bag came from the player team he killed when he rescued Fan Meinan more than a month ago, and he temporarily stored them with Fan Meinan.

This time, Zhang Heng went to great lengths to recast the [ordinary knife]. Not only did he throw in all his points, but he also exchanged extra game props. In the end, he was still short of six to seven hundred points. It was a trap, so he asked Fan Meinan to get these props back. Together with the more than 100 game points he earned in this round of dungeons, he should be able to clear all his debts and return to the days of being debt-free.

After that, we just wait to see what changes will happen to the [ordinary sword] after the recasting. If he just upgrades from F to E level, Zhang Heng will have to find time to chop up the boss of the sword house.

But now he is more concerned about other things.

Zhang Heng looked at Fan Meinan opposite, "What are you busy with during this time? Why do you reply slower and slower every time I send you a message?"

"Ha, I usually have my own things to do, okay. I'm sorry that I can't be your little cotton-padded jacket that comes and goes when you call me. Besides, aren't you accompanied by a rich woman and a cute Japanese international student?" Fan Meinan curled her lips as she spoke, and then complained, "Ah, you've been here for so long and haven't bought anything to eat. Why are you just sitting here? Why didn't the waiter kick you out?"

"I ordered a single set meal for the homeless people scavenging nearby, and I also packed it up," Zhang Heng said calmly, "I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat."

"That's pretty much it," Fan Meinan immediately got rid of her unhappiness when she heard this and said with satisfaction, "Thank you, boss," after saying that, she turned to look at the ordering counter not far away, but after squinting for a while, she saw another... He withdrew his gaze and sighed, "Forget it, it's already at this point, let's just starve and lose weight."

"You are already thinner than when we first met."

Zhang Heng still remembered that Fan Meinan dressed up as Ma Wei and tried to play a prank on him, but ended up bumping into Zavircha. Zhang Heng also carried Fan Meinan and ran for a while in the school. Fan Meinan was taller than ordinary girls. She is over 1m7, but her weight is less than 90 kilograms, and now she looks to be only about 80 kilograms, which is already a bit too thin.

And I don’t know if it was due to a bad stomach. Although Fan Meinan was as heartless as ever on WeChat, she looked a little weak after meeting. Zhang Heng’s eyes fell on the back of the latter’s hand, where there was a When Zhang Heng was looking at Zhang Heng, Fan Meinan subconsciously retracted his hand and explained, "I accidentally cut it while cutting the fruit."

"When you cut fruit, do you use the back of your hand to support it?"

"…………"

"Damn it, have you experienced a copy of Conan recently? When did your observation skills become so good?" Fan Meinan raised his eyebrows, "And no one told you that seeing through things without telling them is a virtue?"

"You look a little embarrassed."

"Everyone has their moments of embarrassment. Your rich woman almost died in her dream last time. This is the truth of life, right? Also, when will you let her drive away the Lexus she gave me? Well, I didn’t know the maintenance fee for a luxury car was so expensive. I can’t afford it with my meager salary from my part-time job.” Fan Meinan sighed.

"As I said before, you helped me last time. If you have any trouble this time, you can ask me to help you." Zhang Heng looked into Fan Meinan's eyes.

"Thank you, but you can't help me with this matter. I still have to do it myself." Fan Meinan said, "You'd better prepare for your proxy war. You'd better pray that you don't get involved in the proxy war." If you meet me, I will definitely trick you around. By the way, you are mysterious all day long, and I still don’t know whose agent you are?”

"I thought I found the answer before, but now I'm a little unsure." Zhang Heng replied.

He was basically certain that the old man in Tang suit was Chronos, but the real question before him now was who he was.

What does the disappearing emotion in him have to do with the scientific expedition in Greenland seventeen years ago? Why did Chronos approach him? Without understanding these issues, Zhang Heng could not even determine whether the old man in Tang suit was a friend or an enemy, nor what the latter's plan was.

And he had a vague hunch that the latter seemed to hope to speed up the passage of his feelings through the time amplification effect in the copy, but he didn't know what the consequences would be.

"It seems that each of us has our own troubles." Fan Meinan put her hands in her pockets and said. After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out the hand she had withdrawn, held Zhang Heng's hand on the table, and looked at someone The man said softly, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."