Chapter 719 Exploration of the Suit

Everyone has a secret. Zhang Heng did not ask Shen Xixi how he got the small scale or what agreement he made with Justitia, the goddess of justice, that night. Shen Xixi also had a tacit understanding and did not ask Zhang Heng. How do you know where Yogurt and 1810 will meet?

Both she and Black Swan followed Zhang Heng here, and they were able to appear at the critical moment and prevent one, no, two tragedies.

Zhang Heng now owns two B-level props alone, second only to the absolute top leaders of some large guilds, but his biggest secret is the extra 24 hours. In Shen Xixi's view, Zhang Heng is the one who spends the entire night They were all investigating the kidnapping of yogurt with her, but in fact Zhang Heng left Shen Dongxing's apartment after midnight. It took about four hours to find the two of them using the tracking skills learned in the deduction copy. After that, Zhang Heng But he didn't rush to kidnap people. He just quietly planted Trojan horse programs for monitoring and locating on Yogurt and Shen Dongxing's mobile phones.

If 1810 arrives and recognizes the result, the investigation of this matter will end here. If 1810 does not recognize it, Zhang Heng can quickly find Yogurt and Shen Dongxing.

In any case, in the end, the matter was settled satisfactorily, but the price was that the original team of 1810 was disbanded. When they broke up, Black Swan hinted to Zhang Heng that if Zhang Heng was willing to play with her, the two of them said Maybe something would happen, but Zhang Heng declined.

Zhang Heng has never had the idea of ​​forming a team since the beginning of the game. Although the difficulty of the Proxy War dungeon has increased, for now, he can handle it alone.

In addition, Zhang Heng also went to 1810 to get the final payment.

The latter did not have enough points to pay, and the [Illusion of Death] had been exposed, so he finally decided to give this C-level prop with one use left to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng thought about it and agreed to the deal. [Illusion of Death] This kind of prop is quite special. It is not bad as a trump card, but it also has certain limitations. Once its characteristics are known, it is basically completely useless. However, Zhang Heng doesn't care. The copy can be used. In reality, he can There was no hope of escaping by faking death or anything.

In this way, he got three props in just one night, especially the last prop in the Shadow series. Zhang Heng did not go anywhere else after bidding farewell to Black Swan and Shen Xixi, and went directly to the game point and found Got the bartender lady.

"Ha, you actually put together this set of things. It's quite efficient." The bartender said after seeing the four props on the table.

"You said that when I find them all, I can inherit part of the original owner's power." Zhang Heng said.

"Yes, that's right, but I also told you that you have to go through some form of test." The bartender said as she picked up the [Shadow Key], "You have one more time to use this thing. times, and the new thing you got, once you decide to inherit its power, they can no longer be used regardless of success or failure."

"I know, but it doesn't matter."

[Shadow Key] and [Shadow Foot] are both E and F level props. They have limited value and have been used. [Shadow Key] only has one use left. Zhang Heng considered However, he decided not to wait. After all, he already had a lot of messy props on his body, but he only had one pair of hands.

In contrast, game props are already overflowing, and you have to consider what to bring with you every time you copy. This is as painful as thinking about what to eat and what to wear every morning. Rather than doing so, it is better to switch to agent-like abilities.

"Since you have no objection," the bartender Xiao Wenyan shrugged, "then when are you going to take the test?"

"Is there any prerequisite ceremony required?"

"Of course the ceremony is required, but it is very simple. You can complete it now if you want."

"Then let's start now." Zhang Heng said.

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It took less than a quarter of an hour for the bartender to complete all the preparations. Zhang Heng watched from the side and felt that she was no different from when she was making drinks. She just changed the ingredients used in making drinks with some strange materials, including lizard tails, mouse skulls and other things, which were all used. She was put together in a breaker and smashed, and then the bartender wrapped some suspicious tobacco and rolled it into a homemade cigar.

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I know this seems a bit traditional, but there is no way, those ancient guys did this. As early as BC, the Mayans and Indians smoked tobacco. They believed that these things could allow them to communicate with the gods. , this recipe is also left by the Mayans." The bartender lady said, "Don't underestimate this thing, it is not easy to get the raw materials together in modern society, so you have to pay me whether it succeeds or not. 50 game points."

"What should I do?" Zhang Heng took the cigar.

"Just bring those four props with you. It's best to keep them in contact with your body, and then light the cigar. By the way, do you have other props with you? Leave them with me first, otherwise they may interfere with communication, especially with some powerful ones. There are props left behind. The original owner of this shadow series must have been out of date for a while, and there isn’t much power left, so you’d better not have high expectations.”

"Um?"

The bartender girl thought about it and decided to explain, "If the original owner of similar props still exists, it is almost impossible to get the complete set. After all, if it is not for special reasons, no one wants to share part of their power. Go out, because sharing a part of your power means accelerating your own decline, and as an agent, you should also know this, so the set of things you got should belong to a very ancient existence."

Zhang Heng nodded and temporarily stored all the props at the game point as the bartender said. Then he sat cross-legged on the booth and placed the four props on his legs, close to his skin. Last night, he After everything, he lit the cigar and took a deep breath.

The taste... was not as disgusting and strange as he imagined, and there was even a strange aroma after mixing.

From this point of view, Mayan sacrifice does not seem to be a profession that is too difficult to accept.

Zhang Heng first took a small sip, and then took two big sips. The white smoke rose in front of his eyes, but strangely it didn't seem to spread in all directions, but hovered around him, and became more and more... Rich.

Zhang Heng also fell into a state of half-dream and half-awake. He had forgotten the time and where he was. When the cigar was finished, the smoke dissipated on its own.

Zhang Heng frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him.