Everyone has a secret. Zhang Heng didn't ask Shen Xixi how he got the small balance, and what kind of agreement he made with Justitia, the goddess of justice that night, and Shen Xixi also had a tacit understanding and didn't ask Zhang Heng. How do you know where Yogurt and 1810 will meet.
Both she and Black Swan came here with Zhang Heng, so they could show up at the critical moment and prevent one, no, it should be two tragedies.
Now Zhang Heng already has two B-level props on his body, second only to some absolute high-level guilds, but his biggest secret is the extra 24 hours. They were all investigating the kidnapping of yogurt with her, but in fact Zhang Heng left Shen Dongxing's apartment after zero o'clock. Using the tracking skills learned in the deductive copy, it took about four hours to find the two. After that, Zhang Heng However, he was not in a hurry to kidnap people, but quietly implanted a Trojan horse program for monitoring and positioning on Yogurt and Shen Dongxing's mobile phones.
If 1810 came to accept this result, then the investigation of this matter would come to an end. If 1810 refused, Zhang Heng could find Yogurt and Shen Dongxing soon.
In any case, this matter was resolved satisfactorily in the end, but the price was that the original team was disbanded in 1810. When they broke up, the black swan hinted to Zhang Heng that if Zhang Heng was willing to play games with her, the two said Maybe something will happen, but Zhang Heng declined.
Zhang Heng has never had any 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 ask for the final payment.
The latter did not have enough points to pay, and [Phantom of Death] had been exposed, so it was finally decided to transfer this C-level item 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, and it is not bad as a hole card, but it also has certain limitations. Once people know the characteristics, it will basically be completely useless, but Zhang Heng doesn't care, as long as the copy can be used, he will also No hope of getting away with feigning death or anything.
In this way, he got three props in just one night, especially the last prop of the Shadow series. After Zhang Heng bid farewell to Black Swan and Shen Xixi, he didn't go anywhere else. He came directly to the game point and found Got the bartender lady.
"Ha, you actually got this set together, it's quite efficient." The bartender lady 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 from them." Zhang Heng said.
"Yes, that's right, but I also told you that you have to pass some kind of test." The bartender lady picked up the [Shadow Key] while talking, "You have one more use of this thing The number of times, and the new thing you got, once you decide to inherit the power in it, no matter whether you succeed or not, they can no longer be used."
"I know, but it's okay."
[Shadow Key] and [Shadow Foot] are e and f-level props with limited value and have been used before. [Shadow Key] has only one use left. Zhang Heng considers However, he decided not to wait, after all, he already has a lot of messy props on his body, but he only has one pair of hands.
In contrast, the game props are already in an overflowing state, and every time a dungeon has to be considered what to bring, it is as painful as thinking about what to eat and what to wear every morning.
"Since you have no objection," the bartender Xiao Wenyan shrugged, "then when do you plan to take the test?"
"Is there any pre-requisite ceremony?"
"Of course the ceremony is required, but it's very simple. You can do 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 lady to complete all the preparations. Zhang Heng watched from the side, and felt that she was no different from the usual bartending, except that the ingredients used in the bartending were replaced with some strange materials, including lizard tails, mouse skulls and other things, all of which were used. She was put together in a breaker and smashed, and then rolled into a homemade cigar by the bartender wrapped in some suspicious tobacco.
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, I know it looks a bit traditional, but no way, those old guys did it, the Mayans and Indians smoked tobacco as far back as BC, they believed it would allow them to communicate with the gods , this recipe is also left by the Mayans." The lady bartender 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 no matter if it is successful or not." 50 game points."
"What should I do?" Zhang Heng took the cigar.
"Just bring those four props with you. It's better to have contact with the body. Then light the cigar. By the way, do you have any other props on you? Put them here first, otherwise it may interfere with communication, especially some powerful props. There are props left behind, the original owner of this set of shadow series should have passed away for a while, and there is not much power left, so you'd better not have too much expectation."
"Um?"
The bartender lady thought about it, and decided to explain, "If the original owner still exists, it is almost impossible to get a full set of similar props. After all, if it is not for special reasons, no one wants to share their power. Go out, because sharing part of the power means accelerating your own decline, and as an agent, you should 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 on his body in the game point according to what the bartender said, and then finished it on the deck with his legs crossed, and put the four props on his legs, sticking to the skin. After all, he lit the cigar and took a deep breath.
The taste... was not as disgusting and strange as he had imagined, and even had a strange mixed aroma.
From this point of view, Maya priesthood does not seem to be an unacceptable profession.
Zhang Heng actually took a small puff, and then took two big puffs. The white smoke rose in front of his eyes, but the strange thing was that it didn't seem to spread in all directions, but hovered around him, and it became more and more intense. full-bodied.
And Zhang Heng also fell into a half-dream and half-awake state. He had forgotten the time and where he was, and when the cigar was finished smoking, the smoke dissipated by itself.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Heng frowned.