48 Hours a Day

"You want to play another round of the game?" Gaim raised an eyebrow, "But the proxy war is over and the game has been shut down by the organizing committee."

"But you're the god of the game, there should be a way to restart it right?"

"That game is the best work I've made as of now, no, it's not technically my work alone, it's the result of a group of gods working together, and everyone had a hand in building that almost real game world," Gaim said here, finally deciding it was better to stop being polite, and nodded dryly as the conversation turned.

"Yes, you're right, even so I can still restart it, but it's going to take a lot of my power, usually it's fine, I'm a person who basically just stays at home and plays games, power more or less doesn't matter, but Ksuru is about to wake up from its underwater palace and descend into this world with your body, and while I don't like to meddle in it, I also Can't watch him destroy the world."

"I won't let him destroy the world." Zhang Heng said.

"How sure are you of that?"

"Forty percent of it." Zhang Heng thought about it.

"Forty percent is not a reassuring number." Gaim sighed.

"Or you can choose to kill me now, and if you succeed, you'll have a ten percent chance." Zhang Heng said indifferently.

Gaim shook his head, "This goes against the way I've always advocated the game, if everyone's first choice when faced with a difficult game is to cheat and take shortcuts, then naturally, they won't be able to fully enjoy the fun of the tapping game."

Zhang Heng was not surprised by this answer, this was originally one of the reasons why he had resolved to come to Gaim, Zhang Heng had long since discovered that this God of Games had always placed more importance on the process of the game than the outcome of the game.

So in the three weeks of Endless Journey, when Zhang Heng decided to give up chasing the perfect ending before he could meet up with Gaim again in this small fishing village, he was able to find out that the Game God had always placed more importance on the process of the game than the outcome.

As expected, the Game God in front of him didn't hesitate for long before extending a hand, "Forty percent achievement, since you've chosen the game route, enjoy the strategy."

"I will," Zhang Heng shook hands with Gaim, "Thank you."

"No need to be polite to me, this was originally the game compensation I promised you before." Gaim waved his hand, then paused and asked, "Have you figured out what copy you want to go to, I can help you in that regard as well."

"No, I've already chosen a copy." Zhang Heng, however, said, "I only have one request, and that is to have a working computer in it, no matter what age that copy is."

Gaim looked at Zhang Heng again when he heard this somewhat odd proposal, then didn't ask any more questions and picked up the GBA in his hand again, "Your eleventh round of the game will start at 11:55 pm sharp tonight, so be ready in advance."

............

After turning off the ps4pro Zhang Heng looked at the starfish on his hand, with only less than a quarter of an hour left until 11:55, he got up and moved his wrists and ankles.

Then walked to the travel bag, Zhang Heng first took out a USB flash drive from inside.

[Name: Edward's USB flash drive]

[Quality: F]

[Effect: Your IP address can never be traced when plugged into a computer]

This USB flash drive was a small gadget that Zhang Heng had obtained from the Teller's copy, it was only of F-grade quality, and although it was quite functional, it had always been only an added bonus, it hadn't made much of an appearance before, but this time Zhang Heng had put it in his pocket first.

Zhang Heng then took out some small items that were relatively small in size and easy to carry, and as for the combat items that he had always relied on such as the [Arrow of Paris], [Hidden Sheath], and [Plague Bone Bow], Zhang Heng was not taking any of them.

Because Zhang Heng knew very well that Koronos must be somewhere around here, watching over him, Zhang Heng did not want Koronos to know that he had conducted this round of the game.

The next item he took out was the [Immunity Crystal], a D-ranked item that had two more uses, and Zhang Heng hadn't used it since he had tried the effect, in order to save it for tonight and help him overcome the nightmare tonight, so that in the next copy, he wouldn't be troubled by the nightmare and could focus on the game.

The last thing Zhang Heng took out, however, was a fountain pen.

This pen was given to him by a moustachioed man who looked like Conan Doyle in the copy of the Deduction Method, but the appraisal results afterwards showed that it was not any item.

But this time Zhang Heng chose to carry the pen with him when he entered the copy of the game.

Chapter 11.

This time, however, Zhang Heng didn't stay in this white room for too long, and soon, the familiar dizziness spread over.

[Player authentication in progress ......]

[Verified, an eleventh round copy is being randomly selected for player number 07958 ...... detected that the player is in possession of a special token of Conan Doyle's pen and will link the player to the designated copy]

[Link complete - current copy is the Saloon of Literature]

"You're a budding writer, you've successfully published your first novel, you've won a couple of small awards and the praise of some professional reviewers, and you have a readership that loves you, and just when you're feeling smug about your accomplishments and can't wait to make it big, you get a letter from some mysterious club, the club of The host invites you to join them in their salon, you are hesitant at first, but soon curiosity overcomes the anxiety that arises from the unknown and you decide to attend one of their salons to take a look].

[Mission Objective: To defeat all opponents and win the next salon storytelling session]

[Mode: Single]

(1 hour in the real world is equal to 100 days in this game, after 500 days the player is forced to return to the real world)

The game will start in 5 seconds, so please be prepared.

............

Zhang Heng knew when he heard the system prompt that he wasn't wrong, and that the pen had worked, but the contents of the copy still surprised him slightly, Zhang Heng originally thought he would meet Conan Doyle with a moustache directly, and Zhang Heng had already made plans to follow him to hone his writing skills, but when he actually heard the copy description, he realized that the copy was actually more lively than he had imagined.

But then, I'm afraid it's going to be even harder to get through.