Chapter 595

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

I can't help it. Whether it's a subway or a taxi, it's very embarrassing to stop. Especially in the subway, it's the worst feeling to be locked in the car while driving, and his Polo is not around.

Therefore, Zhang Heng can only choose this kind of low-carbon and environment-friendly means of transportation, and has made a modest contribution to the treatment of urban pollution.

In the early morning, there are fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the street. Because of the stillness, the street lamp projects the light column on the ground, which is like a stage play about to start. Zhang Heng shuttles through it, as if he is changing the actors on the stage.

In fact, recently, his life is similar to that of an actor. Because of the time bug, his game time is often several times that of others. For him, each copy is more like a life after another. From the unknown desert island to the remote Caribbean, to the gloomy London of the 19th century and the bloody Kyoto at the end of the curtain, he plays different roles in different copies Color.

Up to now, the total time of all the copy games he has experienced has even exceeded his own age.

Therefore, sometimes when Zhang Heng opens his eyes in bed, he is in a trance. He doesn't know where he is and where he will go on his next journey.

He's a NASA astronaut, a pirate king of Nassau, a geek of the future world, and a loner in Kyoto Miss bartender once said that experience and learning make us who we are today. Although it is less than a year since he joined this magical and mysterious game, he is totally different from what he was a year ago.

These changes are not only a series of high-level skills displayed in his skill bar, or the various game props with different functions, but also a dialogue between self growth and deep soul.

Every copy, every choice, brings him closer to his true self.

But now this real self makes Zhang Heng feel more and more strange.

When the bicycle stops in front of a stationery store, Zhang Heng sees his reflection on the glass door. As early as a few months ago, he found the change on his face. Although it doesn't look different from before, if you observe it carefully, you will still find a kind of awkward feeling. At that time, it's not obvious. Until after the copy of deductive method, Zhang Heng's observation ability is improved On a new level, he could finally see where this sense of discomfort came from.

His skin, facial features, eyebrows and hair are no different from before, but one thing is becoming more and more rare - emotion.

Zhang Heng once had a simple chat with Shen Xixi. With the deepening of the game, there will be differentiation between players. Under the threat of death, he will release the shackles imposed by the civilized society, release his nature, and gradually see the desire in his heart. However, what Zhang Heng sees in this process is a fog, a fog with nothing.

And behind the fog, it seems that something is waiting for him, calling him.

It's like the end of all the stories.

Reason tells Zhang Heng that he should stop and not move forward. However, he is not alert to the things behind the fog. On the contrary, he has an inexplicable sense of closeness, just like 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 bath in the empty bathroom, then went to the gym for daily training. After a rest, he read books in the library for a while, until time began to flow again. He went to the parking lot, sorted out the luggage, and drove to the bartender.

"These props are from those guys of arc of light. I still have an impression of this flashlight. It was identified not long ago. It seems that you had a good harvest that night." Said the bartender.

"What's the value of these things?"

"There's a C-level prop in it. It's very valuable. If you get it at the auction, you can probably get 2000 to 3000 points of game points. However, if you mortgage it, you can only get 1600 points. If you add up the rest, you'll get about 700 points. That's about 167 points."

Zhang Heng now has 1000 points. In addition, he killed a team because of Han Lu. The props he got were put in fan Meinan for the time being. If he included them, it should be enough.

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

"No problem. Anyway, it takes about a month to cast the Dao. You can pay the balance after the Dao is cast." Miss bartender was a rare talker this time, probably because she didn't make the money herself.

"Thank you." Zhang Heng Dao, is going to leave the game point, the result also heard the bartender Miss smile way, "don't hurry, since come, have a drink."

After that, she mixed a glass of wine with the fastest speed, and this time, for the first time, she did not fool around, but mixed a pure martini.Zhang Heng sat down in front of the bar. "You look in a good mood. Have you had any happy events recently?"

"Well, sort of." Bartender Miss cunningly smile, "I have not told you, I have been waiting for a person, recently I got the news, that person is coming back."

"Who, your fiance?" Zhang Heng took a sip of martini.

"He is much more important than my fiance," Zhang Heng said for the first time in the eyes of a bartender. Her whole body is no different from those girls who are obsessed with chasing stars on the Internet. Her face is full of infatuation and worship. "He is my master, my faith and my existence Meaning. "

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

"No, he doesn't have any interest in games. If he wants to come, he will come to the real world. That's why I admire him so much." Said the bartender.

"It's a cool guy to say that," Zhang Heng estimated that what the bartender miss is waiting for is not human, at least it's the same level of existence as Tang costume weirdo and Einstein. Since the other party didn't want to elaborate, Zhang Heng didn't ask. He drank martini in his hand, wiped his mouth, and put the empty cup on the table. "In that case, good luck to you Let's go. "

"Good luck, too." The bartender said, "I got the news that the agent war will start in half a month at most, and your Showtime is coming."

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