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

No way, whether it's the subway or a taxi, it will be embarrassing to stop when you encounter it, especially the subway, the feeling of being locked in the carriage during the journey is the worst, and his polo is not around.

Therefore, Zhang Heng can only choose this low-carbon and environmentally friendly means of transportation, and contribute to the control of urban pollution.

In the early morning, there are many fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, because of the stillness, the street lamps project pillars of light on the ground, like a stage play that is about to start, Zhang Heng shuttles through it, as if the actors who are constantly changing the stage.

In fact, his life has been similar to that of an actor in recent times, 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 life for him, from the nameless desert island, to the distant Caribbean, to the gloomy London of the 19th century and the bloody Kyoto at the end of the shogunate, he plays different roles in different dungeons.

To this day, all the dungeon game hours he's gone through add up to even more than his own age.

Therefore, Zhang Heng sometimes has a moment of trance when he opens his eyes in bed, 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 rogue of Kyoto...... Miss Bartender once said that experience and learning have made us who we are today. Although it has been less than a year since he joined this magical and mysterious game, he is now a completely different person from the same person 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 items, but also a dialogue between self-growth and the depths of his soul.

Every round of dungeons, every choice, brings him closer to his true self.

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

The bicycle was parked in front of a stationery store, Zhang Heng saw his reflection on the glass door, as early as a few months ago, he found the change on his face, although it looked no different from before, but if you look closely, you will still find a sense of awkwardness, which was not too obvious at that time, until after the copy of the deduction method, Zhang Heng's observation power has reached a new level, and he can finally see where this awkward feeling comes from.

His skin, features, eyebrows, and hair were the same as before, except for one thing that was becoming more and more scarce—feelings.

Zhang Heng once had a simple chat with Shen Xixi, as the game deepened, players would begin to differentiate, and under the threat of death, they would gradually untie the shackles imposed on their bodies by civilized society, release their own nature, and gradually see the desire in their hearts, but what Zhang Heng saw in this process was a fog, a fog of nothing.

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

It's like the end of all stories.

Reason told Zhang Heng that he should stop and stop moving forward, but he didn't have any vigilance about what was behind the fog, but instead had an inexplicable sense of closeness, as if he was going home.

Zhang Heng knew that his trip to Greenland had to 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 then read a book in the library for a while after resting, until time began to flow again, he came to the parking lot, sorted out the props in the trunk, and drove to Miss Bartender.

"These props are all on those guys in the arc, I still have an impression of this flashlight, I just identified it not long ago, it seems that you got a good harvest that night." Miss bartender sighed.

"How many game points are these things worth?"

"There's a C-level prop in it, it's very valuable, if it is auctioned at auction, it can probably be sold for 2,000 to 3,000 game points, but if you mortgage it, you can only count 1,600 points, and the others add up to about seven or eight hundred points, so it's about 1,67 points."

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

"I'll have to wait for the last six or seven hundred points." Zhang Hengdao.

"No problem, it will take almost a month to cast the knife anyway, and when the knife is cast, you can pay the balance again." Miss Bartender was a rare talker this time, probably because she didn't earn the money herself.

"Thank you." Zhang Heng said, just about to leave the game spot, but heard Miss bartender say with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry to go, since you're here, let's have a drink." ”

After saying that, she mixed a glass of wine as quickly as possible, and this time she didn't mess around, but mixed a pure martini.

Zhang Heng sat down in front of the bar, "You seem to be in a good mood, have you had any happy events recently?" ”

"Well, sort of." Miss Bartender smiled slyly, "Did I tell you that I've actually been waiting for someone, and recently I got the news that that person is coming back." ”

"Who, your fiancé?" Zhang Heng took a sip of Martini.

"He's much more important than my fiancé," Zhang Heng saw such a fanatical look in the eyes of Miss Bartender for the first time, her whole person was no different from those little girls on the Internet who were obsessed with chasing stars to the point of being sick, her face was full of infatuation, and she said in a tone full of adoration, "He is my master, my faith, 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, and if he wants to come, he'll come to the real thing, which is why I admire him so much." Miss bartender said.

"That's a pretty cool guy," Zhang Heng estimated that Miss Bartender should not be waiting for a human being, at least at the same level as Tang costume weirdos and Einstein, since the other party didn't want to elaborate, Zhang Heng didn't ask, drank the Martini in his hand in one go, wiped his mouth, and put the empty cup on the table, "Since that's the case, then I wish you good luck." ”

"Good luck too." Miss bartender said, "I got the news that the proxy war is about to start in half a month at most, and your showtime is coming." ”