48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng is ready to be slaughtered. I didn't expect the bartender lady to be anomalous this time. “For your taste of my masterpiece, let me remind you that if you want to use tule wooden box to accommodate props in the game, I would advise you to die. ”

“Hmm?”

“Didn't I tell you last time, only game props can circulate freely between games and reality. In order to ensure the fairness of the game, you can't bring what's there back to reality, and you can't bring what's real in there, so all the tule wooden box can do is help you accommodate game props in the real world, and on the other side you need to figure it out for yourself. ”

“Aren't tule wooden boxes game props? ”

The bartender lady shook her head, “There are very few things that can be called game props, even the lowest level F, but there are game props that can play the same role as the TULE wooden box, depending on your luck, or you can wait until the auction at the end of the year, there will be lots of good things, of course, if your pockets can't be empty. ”

…………

Nothing suitable can be found to accommodate game props, Zhang Heng has no good solution for now. This kind of thing cannot be rushed. Fortunately, according to the bartender lady, most game props are effective in contact. Just wear gloves carefully or something to improve considerable safety.

I'm afraid I'll get something strange to drink after staying here. Zhang Heng then left the bar decisively.

Picked up an unmanned card holder to sit in and found a small alarm bell under the seat.

Despite the fact that the 24-hour pit he was exposed to last time he survived on a deserted island was not insignificant, it must be acknowledged that the harvest was equally modest and that the 12-fold longer game time afforded him more opportunities to explore than other players, and given the serious consequences of gameover, he still needed to rely on this ability in later games.

I just hope this time it's no longer a deserted area.

Set the time above at 23: 55, Zhang Heng closed his eyes on the seat to support God.

About half an hour later, a feeling of dizziness swept up his head again, and his whole person was devoured by nightmares, without the strength to move a finger.

At the same time, the familiar voice was sounded again in the ear.

[Player authentication in progress...]

[Verification passed, random second round copy is being extracted for player No. 07958...]

[Extraction complete - current copy is Tokyo Drift]

“TOKYO - The internationalized metropolis with a population of 37 million is the well-deserved centre of Japan's politics, economy and culture, and during the day it is a place of fame for financiers and politicians, yet those truly wonderful stories will only start quietly when the night falls… As an exchange student from China, can you leave a legend here that belongs to you? ”

[Mission Objective: Win an underground retrofit car competition]

[Mode: Single]

[Time Flow Rate: 360] (1 hour in the real world equals 15 days in the game, after 60 days the player is forced back to the real world)

A friendly reminder that the game will officially open in five seconds, please prepare the player.

…………

Zhang Heng opened his eyes and found himself standing in the middle of a crossroads.

Perhaps his previous prayers were heard, in stark contrast to the desolate scenery of the first round of the game island, and now he is completely surrounded by colorful neons and billboards.

Countless pedestrians passed by him, practicing strange language he had only heard in movies and games before, the ringtone of the phone rang from far to near, seemed to be Micah Nakajima's "Once a servant dies and thinks", among the crowd were teenagers on bicycles, hot girls in ultra-short skirts, middle-aged men in suits waving at taxis with briefcases, and even saw many western holes, obviously at night, but appeared to be more lively than during the day.

Tsk, it's the biggest urban life in the world.

Zhang Heng checked his personal panel after confirming that the current environment was not dangerous.

Name: Zhang Heng

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Player Number: 07958

Number of games passed: 1

Current game points: 24

Holdings: Lucky Rabbit Feet (E)

Mastering skills: piano lv1, language proficiency lv1 (both languages reach daily communication standards), arrow lv2, field survival lv2

Rating: The player has a slightly higher luck value than the average person, but there are not many commendable places besides that, with some wild survival and arrow skills, it is not expected to survive the first five rounds of the game.

Although Zhengheng has been practicing rock climbing and photography for the last month, it appears that neither of his skills has broken through LV0 and therefore cannot be shown in mastery skills.

Beyond that, the biggest change was an extra holding bar, influenced by the foot of the lucky rabbit, and his own assessment changed a bit, finally breaking away from the previous level, but still seemed to survive five episodes of dragon fate.

After confirming his condition, Zhang Heng shifted his gaze around again. He is now in a very busy position, directly opposite is a mall, the large advertising screen on top is scrolling to play advertisements for Sony headphones, in addition to the surrounding shops and signs, buildings and people flow are quite dense.

This place is... kind of like Shibuya.

Zhang Heng came to Tokyo with his mother at a very young age to attend an academic conference, but his memory was blurred because the meeting was long. He stayed in the hotel room for most of the week. He only went shopping with his mother in Shibuya on the last day. He bought a psp before leaving, so he had a slight impression of the place.

It's certainly a good thing to get a copy of civilized society to play games, but the situation is a little bit subtle.

The main problem is Zhang Heng doesn't understand Japanese at all. Although the Japanese language itself has a lot of Chinese characters, he can see the general meaning of some of the signs around him, but this level is definitely impossible to carry out the task, and... can't you just leave him here?

Since the background hints at the identity of the exchange student, which means that he should at least not have to worry about accommodation, but he did not give the name of the school. The universities of Tokyo, both national, public and private, add up to dozens, but a family can be fatal to ask.

So at a time like this, you have to see what's on your body.

Zhang Heng began to pull out his pockets, and at this point, a girl in a short skirt came here with two canisters and gasped, "Zhang Song, there you are, great! You scared the shit out of me. I thought I'd lost you the first day you came. ”

The girl saw that he was finally relieved, but at that point the green light across the street flashed.

“Ah, no, we're running out of time. Let's go. ”

The girl lifted his hand as she spoke.