Everyone has a secret. Zhang Heng didn't ask Shen Xixi how he got the balance, what kind of agreement he reached with Justia that night, and Shen Xixi also had a tacit understanding. He didn't ask Zhang Heng how he knew where yoghurt and 1810 would meet.
She and black swan both came here with Zhang Heng to appear at the critical moment, preventing one, no, it should be two tragedies.
Zhang Heng now has two B-level props, second only to the absolute high-level of some major guilds, but his biggest secret is the extra 24 hours. In Shen Xixi's opinion, Zhang Heng spent the whole night with her investigating the kidnapping of yogurt, but in fact, Zhang Heng left Shen Dongxing's apartment after zero, using the deductive method It took about four hours to find the two people, but Zhang Heng was not busy binding them. Instead, he quietly planted a Trojan program for monitoring and positioning on yogurt and Shen Dongxing's mobile phones.
If 1810 recognizes the result, the investigation of this matter will stop. If 1810 does not recognize it, Zhang Heng will soon find yogurt and Shen Dongxing.
In any case, the matter was finally solved, but the price was 1810. The original team was dissolved. When breaking up, black swan hinted to Zhang Heng that if Zhang Heng was willing to play with her, something might happen between them, but Zhang Heng declined.
Zhang Heng has no idea of forming a team since he started the game. Although the difficulty of agent war copy has been improved, he can cope with it alone at present.
In addition, Zhang Heng also found 1810 to the balance.
The latter doesn't have enough points to pay, and the death illusion has been exposed, so he finally decides to give Zhang Heng the C-level prop that has one use left.
Zhang Heng thought about it and agreed to the deal. [death mirage] this kind of props is quite special. It's good as a trump card, but it has certain limitations. Once it's known, the features are basically invalid. However, Zhang Heng doesn't care. The copy can be used. In reality, he doesn't expect to escape by feigning death.
In this way, he got three props in just one night, especially the last one in the shadow series. After saying goodbye to black swan and Shen Xixi, Zhang Heng didn't go anywhere else. He went directly to the game point and found the bartender.
"Ha, you actually put together this set of things. It's quite efficient." The bartender said when she saw the four props on the table.
"You said that when I found them all, I could inherit some of the power of the original owner." Zhang Hengdao.
"Yes, that's right, but I also told you that there will be some kind of test." As the bartender said, she picked up the "shadow key" and said, "you still have one time to use this thing, and the new thing you get. Once you decide to inherit its power, no matter whether you succeed or not, they can't be used any more."
"I know, but it doesn't matter."
[shadow key] and [shadow foot] are class E and f props. Their value is limited, and they have been used. There is only one use of [shadow key]. Zhang Heng considered it and decided not to wait. After all, he has a lot of messy props, but only one pair of hands.
In contrast, the game props are overflowing, and each copy must first consider what to bring. It's like thinking about what to eat and what to wear every morning. Instead, it's better to replace them with abilities like agents.
"Since you don't have any opinions," the bartender xiaowenyan shrugged, "when are you going to be tested?"
"Do you need any pre ceremony?"
"Of course, the ceremony is necessary, but it's very simple. You can finish it now if you want to."
"Let's start now." Zhang Hengdao.
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It took less than a quarter of an hour for the bartender to finish all the preparations. As Zhang Heng watched, she felt that she was the same as when she was mixing wine. She just changed the raw materials used in mixing wine into some strange materials, including lizard tail, mouse skull and so on, which were smashed by her in the wall breaker. Later, the bartender wrapped some suspicious tobacco and rolled it into a homemade cigar.
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, I know it seems to be traditional, but I can't help it. Those old guys just eat this. As early as BC, there were Mayans and Indians smoking tobacco. They believe that these things can make them communicate with the gods. This prescription is also left by the Mayans." The bartender said, "don't look down on this thing. It's not easy to get all the raw materials together in modern society, so whether you succeed or not, you have to pay me 50 game points."
"What am I going to do?" Zhang Heng took the cigar.
"Just take those four props with you. It's better to have contact with your body, and then light the cigar. By the way, do you have any other props on you? Put them here first, or they may interfere with communication, especially the props left by some powerful existence. The original owner of this shadow series should have been out of breath for a while, and the power left behind is not much, so you'd better not Expect too much. ""Well?"
After thinking about it, the bartender decided to explain, "if the original owner of similar props still exists, it's almost impossible to get a complete set. After all, if it's not for special reasons, no one wants to divide their own strength, because dividing part of their strength means accelerating their decline. As an agent, you should know that, So this set of things you get should belong to some very old existence
Zhang Heng nodded. According to what the bartender said, he temporarily stored all the props on his body in the game point. Then he crossed his legs on the card seat and put the four props on his legs and pasted them on his skin. Last night, after all this, he lit the cigar and took a deep breath.
Taste It's not as disgusting and strange as he thought, and even has a strange aroma after mixing.
So it seems that the sacrifice of Maya people is not too difficult to accept.
Zhang Heng took a small puff, and then took two big puffs. The white smoke rose in front of his eyes, but it was strange that it didn't spread everywhere, but hovered around him, and became more and more intense.
Zhang Heng also fell into a state of half dreaming and half waking up. He had forgotten the time and where he was, and when the cigar was finished, the smoke was gone.
Zhang Heng looked at the scene in front of him, but he frowned.
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