48 Hours a Day

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Before lighting the cigar, Zhang Heng had already made enough psychological preparations. With his current strength, he basically did not need to worry about similar tests, and according to the view of the bartender, the previous owner of the prop should hang up. For a while, there was not much power left.

This is of course suggesting that Zhang Heng may not get too much, but it does not mean that he will not be too dangerous in this trip. After all, he even ganked the 4 Knights of the Apocalypse. It is unlikely that an ancient god who has been submerged in history will cause him too much trouble.

When the smoke dissipated, what appeared in front of Zhang Heng was a broken and hazy scene. This was in line with the prefix of the shadow series, but when Zhang Heng saw the building in front, he was stunned.

Because this is the seaside town he had visited in his sleep in the alien copy not long ago.

Zhang Heng ’s first reaction was that what happened to him later was that the props of the Shadow series were making trouble, but when he calmed down, he found that the possibility of such speculation was not very high. In the case of interracial copies, the last prop [Shadow] [Footstep] has not yet got it, and the shadow set on him is only [Key of Shadow].

It’s hard to believe that an E-rank quality game prop can produce so many moths.

Moreover, strictly speaking, his body really started to have abnormalities. It must be traced back to when he dealt with the problem of [Death Dream]. He was touched by the plague without knowing it. The situation was very dangerous and he was directly sent to the emergency room. There is no way to take him.

His heart really stopped beating in a short time, and Zhang Heng could even clearly feel the death.

But the few seconds after he lost his memory, when he opened his eyes again, even the plagues that even modern medicine couldn’t help him disappeared so magically, his heart beat again, even more than before. Be strong.

And Han Lu also talked to Zhang Heng afterwards. When she saw Director Kuang, she felt a short period of inexplicable fear. She always thought that fear was brought by Director Kuang, but in fact it was also the time of Zhang Heng. A few seconds of losing memory.

Especially after contacting what happened on the roof, Zhang Heng also realized that the fear that Han Lu felt might not come from the plague of one of the 4 Knights of the Apocalypse, but him.

So maybe he can think about his current situation from another angle.

What is certain is that there are some secrets in his body, and Miss Bartender said that the cut tobacco recipe she prepared comes from the Maya, used to communicate with the gods, Zhang Heng has taken off other props on his body, Only 4 pieces of shadow sets were left. It is reasonable to say that when he communicated with him after inhaling the smoke, it was the previous owner of these 4 pieces of shadow sets.

But the fact is that the tobacco not at all allowed him to get in touch with the previous owner of the shadow set. Instead, it seemed that he accidentally hit him and opened a seal somewhere on his body, letting him return to the previous one that had not had enough time to explore. In that weird dream.

Zhang Heng didn’t know what caused the accident. Perhaps the previous owner of the shadow cover was too weak compared to his secrets. Maybe what happened to his body after what happened on the roof The unobservable changes, or other unknown reasons, so far, the result is not too bad for him, after all, compared to the small part of the inheritance of the shadow set, understand him The secret priority is obviously higher.

The former can be tried later, but the latter appears without any regularity, and Zhang Heng also noticed that although he returned to this weird dream, but this time the shadow set on his body is still there, not at all and other props They disappeared together, so to be honest, Zhang Heng was a little confused as to whether he was in the shadow suit assessment or in the previous dream.

It only took about half a minute to sort out my situation, Zhang Heng decided to settle down as he came, and continue what he had not done before-to explore this hazy and unknown town.

Because this place is probably related to his life experience.

He walked down the street, and the air was full of disgusting fishy smells. Large blocks of disrepaired houses stood on the side of the street. Some of them even collapsed. Everything here looked full of ruin and decay.

But Zhang Heng noticed that unlike last time, there were obviously more people on the street this time.

Although it is still less pitiful than the houses here, at least it is no longer possible to go out and see a silhouette, but it is difficult to say whether the appearance of these residents made the situation better or worse.

Although some residents do look like ordinary person, this is only a very small number, and most of them are youngsters, and the elderly people seem to be hit by some unknown horror curse, making them look incomparable. The deformity and ugliness, like the old man Zhang Heng met before, has a strangely narrow forehead, flat nose, convex eyes, crusted skin and folds, while giving a sticky and slippery weirdness It feels like a monster born after mating a frog and a fish.

But their gloomy and terrible faces now have a rare smile, and ran out of various broken walls, some wiped the signs, and some were busy sending the caught fish to the fish. Paving, and some are even carpeted on the ground, it looks like a banquet at night.

Apart from this, suspicious sounds were heard from the tightly sealed buildings nearby, like what walked through the wooden floor, or the low, hoarse si si sound.

Zhang Heng walked for a while and saw the Gothic stone church in front of it. Its history is obviously longer than other buildings in the town. The harsh bells came out from the inside and told the people in the town It was 6 o’clock in the evening and the sunset was about to sink into the sea, so the only glimmer of light in this town was about to disappear.

Zhang Heng was about to walk into the church to take a look, and suddenly a voice came behind him, “It’s already late, don’t you find a place to live first?”

Zhang Heng turned his head and recognized that the person speaking was the old man he saw when he first came. The latter came from the other side of the street. Although he didn’t walk fast, he tried to imitate the slowness and inconvenience of the elderly. But Zhang Heng can still see at a glance that his body is much better than what he showed.

“Do you know what’s going on here?” Zhang Heng asked.

However, the old man did not answer his question, but repeated the previous words again, “It’s too late, don’t you find a place to live first?”