48 Hours a Day

Shen Xixi sat alone by the window and read the book. The sun spilled on her side face, leaving several boys beside her completely unable to concentrate.

Zhang Heng slightly increased his footsteps. Shen Xixi looked up and saw someone waving at her.

Shen Xixi put down the book in her hand and laughed. The library needed to be quiet and unable to speak, so the two people didn't talk much.

Zhang Heng had borrowed her own grammar book. After greeting her, she was ready to leave. As she walked away, she accidentally left Shen Xixi's hand with the book that she had semi-populated, and found that the book was actually entitled "Psychological Analysis of Crime".

Of course, as someone who has even read Water Supply and Drainage, Heating, Gas Engineering Bill of Quantities, it does not seem to be qualified to question the reading choices of others.

But in connection with Shen Xixi's astonishing ability to observe and deduce, Zhang Heng had to admit that the girl's hobby might be a bit unique. Is it her intention to enter the criminal investigation system after graduation?

But she's in a public administration department right now.

Zhang Heng did not intend to interfere with other people's life choices, not to mention that he and Shen Hee-hee were not familiar with each other. After discovering that Shen Hee-hee was particularly interested in criminal investigation, he was just a little surprised, and then looked for another layer to start studying grammar.

Zhang Heng has been in the library until the closing before packing his things and leaving. In the middle, he only went to the dining room for dinner.

He didn't take the grammar book and put it back on the shelf. He'll be back in an hour anyway.

Back in the dorm to wash his face and brush his teeth, Zhang Heng checked his mailbox and found a new email from the photography agency. He informed that his work had been included in the last photography contest on the theme of the city's impressions, after which he would enter the judging session, and the results are expected to be published in a week.

Recently, there have been a lot of things, Zhang Hengdu has almost forgotten this thing. He only participated in the photography competition to test his learning results during this period. He has fulfilled his expectations to enter the competition. As for the prizes and prizes, it is certainly better to receive them, and he will not be forced to do so without them.

Zhang Heng walked around the forum and poster with his phone for a while. The time soon came to zero. Everything around him was quiet. He dressed up and planned to go to the library first to read the book. I didn't expect to receive a text message on his phone the next moment.

This is a strange number with only one sentence with no end.

- I need your help. Meet me where we first met.

It was also the first time Zhang Heng had received a text message from someone else in a stationary time. On countless nights, he was the only person in this quiet city who could move freely, but soon Zhang Heng's head revealed a figure in a tang suit and a hat tie.

The supernatural phenomenon that is happening to him today is related to that weird old man. If anyone else can enter the world, Zhang Heng's first thought is that guy.

And from this text message, I'm afraid they're in some kind of trouble.

Zhang Heng changed his sportswear, first went to the archery hall to take out his sf inverted bow, then spent money in the outdoor supply store next door to hide the outdoor knife in the waist.

It was only after all this that he rode the yellow bike to the maid's cafe where the two of them met.

The door of the mall was unusually unlocked, semi-open, and there was light in it. Zhang Heng took down the inverted bow on his back, mounted the bow and arrow, and walked in carefully.

“I love that milk tea shop on the second floor, but there are a lot of people lined up every time I come here. It's rare that there's no one here anymore, but no one makes me milk tea. Perhaps this is life. It's hard to find two beautiful choices.” Tang suit the old man sighed.

He was sitting on the stagnant elevator on the ground floor of the mall, dressed just like the first time he saw him two months ago, but changing that little gift cap to a baseball cap still looked awkward.

In addition, he had a bag of M beans in his hand, ripped open a mouth and was swallowed half by his breath.

Zhang Heng lowered the bow and arrow in his hand and frowned, “With all due respect, you don't look like you need help right now. ”

“Believe me, I value your privacy more than anything you can find after graduation, and I wouldn't have come to you if it hadn't been for the big deal.” Tang dressed the old man chewing M beans side by side.

“Big deal? ”

“Leave this to the road. We don't have much time.” Tang Zheng's old man poured the remaining half pack of M beans into his mouth, and then he patted his ass and stood up, "I asked you first, you should have gone through two rounds of games now, what skills did you get? ”

“Wild survival, archery, and car driving.” Zhang Heng reported his lv2 skills.

“It's a good start, you'll be using them soon. Now, get the ride first. Oh, I'm sorry. It's always hard to change old words. Go get the car.” The old man threw a car key. “Black Audi A6, parking lot B34 on the negative floor, I promise I'll tell you everything in the car. ”

Zhang Heng took the elevator down to the parking lot at the bottom of the stairs and quickly found what the old man called the car, but he opened the glove box and found that there was a fat man named Wang Jianguo in the driver's license book, which obviously could not be Tang's old man's name, looking at the difference between the two sides of the picture at least twenty years old.

The latter waited in front of the mall, carrying a broken travel bag, like a lonely old man running out of a nursing home, and he pulled the door open and sat his ass in the back seat.

“Never mind the little details, in those game worlds you should have done something you wouldn't have done in the real world, considering the enemies we face, you never let me ride a shared bike to fight. ”

“What enemy?” Zhang Hengdao.

“There is a tribe called Alkez in Papua New Guinea whose ancestors went there a long time ago and fought several battles with the then island's dominant Hurri tribe, both sides winning and losing each other. Despite the bravery of those Alkez fighters, who were able to make it 10 in a row, the problem of their underpopulation came to light as the war continued, compared to the Hurri, who alone accounted for one twentieth of the population of Alkez, and it must be them who are so depleted that they pray to a monster called Moresby.

“They sacrificed the old and the infirm to Moresby as a sacrifice, and in return it took only a few months for the monster to ripen the babies of the Alkez tribe into youth, so that they could quickly get a bunch of warriors, but fortunately, the tribe was eventually wiped out by Hurri, and the totems and altars associated with Moresby were destroyed, and usually the monster was wiped out.

“But, by the way, I hate to say this word, but... Moresby himself is a monster with temporal properties, and it is very difficult to be truly destroyed, and at the last minute he uses some method to seal himself in a circle for a short time, escaping the fate of death, and of course, in a sense you can also assume that it has been hung up, because more than 20,000 years have passed and it will not be able to run out at all, and will only be able to prolong its asthma for a short time until... well, this equilibrium is broken.” The old man said that he suddenly shut his mouth and his eyes fell on Zhang Heng driving in front of him.

Zhang Heng's heart had an unknown feeling, “Are you kidding me? ”

The old man in Tang suit sighed, "Unfortunately, I accidentally broke the balance of time when I gave you my little gift and let this monster run out again. ”