48 Hours a Day

An extra round of games is actually very understandable. Not everyone is like Zhang Heng. A copy is a one-and-a-half year long. The vast majority of people can learn new skills from a copy, but the level is not too high. This gives them the opportunity to continue to improve their skills in the game.

However, the price of 500 points is also quite high. Zhang Heng has gone through three rounds of games and has just broken 100 points. Based on this calculation, he needs at least a dozen rounds of games to earn so many points. If there are no other ways to earn money, few people can afford this item.

However, this is not the most expensive item on the list. Zhang Heng then flipped down, but saw another item worth 800 game points.

- No penalty card for mission failure.

As the name suggests, this small card can help the holder escape the punishment of a failed mission.

Even Zhang Heng is a little enthusiastic. At present, he has successfully passed all three rounds of games. The first and third rounds of the main line tasks belong to the survival category. Once the mission losers hang up with each other, the penalty free card is estimated to have little effect, but like a copy of the Tokyo drift class, if the main line tasks are not completed, Zhang Heng does not know what punishment the player will face when the return deadline reaches.

If you have enough points, you are always right to buy a penalty-free card.

In addition to this, Zhang Heng also saw at the bottom of the page something called Gamepoint 137 Permanent Membership Card, which sells 999 game points, but it looks slightly suspicious.

According to Miss Bartender's explanation, players holding membership cards can enjoy a 20% discount on spending at this game point. If the value is not worth it, it is the player's own judgement.

Zhang Heng did not see game props on this long list. Apart from that extra round of games and punition-free cards, most of the items on the list are real. At best, natives of the planet like penguins are a little more difficult to acquire, and only 1 point of game points on the side of the game point is free shipping, which in a sense is quite conscientious.

Of course, buying someone else is another problem.

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A week of blinking time passed. Towards the end of the period, the school had recently been full of raiders. The library was now full every day. Early risers even stretched all the way to the canteen entrance. Zhang Heng had to change his habits. During the day, he went to the gym and archery to exercise. At night, he waited until 12 o'clock. After entering the stationary world, he made another cup of coffee and came to the empty library to study.

Zhang Heng rarely missed class. Except for that accident in English, he was usually quite positive, so there is no risk of hanging up, but because he stayed in each round for too long, a lot of things were almost forgotten, but it is necessary to revisit.

However, his behavior fell into the eyes of others, but it inevitably seemed somewhat different. At this time, everyone was hurrying to prepare for the final exam. Only he was still wandering around with no heart and lungs. Chen Huadong, who slept with him, was now rarely able to get up early. When he saw someone leaving the dormitory with a bow and arrow in his face every day, he couldn't help but flip his white eyes.

And the worst part is that Zhang Heng came back late. Basically, he came back from outside the school soon after the power went out. Chen Huadong had no idea where the former had taken time to prepare for the exam.

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Zhang Heng felt good today, shooting moving targets on the 50-meter arrow, all ten arrows hit the target heart, ignoring the coach's crippling eyes, drinking mineral water. Just finished the third round, it was still too early to play the fourth round, he didn't give himself too much time to line up, he didn't go to the gym after archery practice, instead he fed pigeons in the park all afternoon, and went to the gym to watch the game at night.

By the end of the day, it was 10 o'clock, Zhang Heng did not go to the subway, decided to jog back to school, and halfway through an alley, he saw two homeless people who had gone through the trash can to eat.

Looking at them, they seemed to be the grandchildren, both dressed in shabby rubbish. Among them, the older one turned half a box of fried chicken out of the trash can and two unfinished takeaways. Open them and greet the other grandson to squat by the wall in preparation for eating. He raised his head and suddenly stopped walking not far away. Then he rushed towards this side.

The two people may have been bullied by the nearby gangsters before. The older one showed fear in her eyes. Even the bag in her hand frightened her. She subconsciously tried to pull the little one into her arms, but the next moment, something dripped onto her shoulder.

Zhang Heng clearly looked at it from this angle. The whole brick wall behind the old man was melted like heated cheese. The black juice fell on her shoulder first and then began to cover her body.

Next to her, her seventy-eight year-old grandson seemed to be stunned by the scene and stood still with that half-box of fried chicken.

Zhang Heng's movements quickly rushed in at the first time and grabbed the hands of the old man, but the power of these black liquids was stronger than he thought. This thing seemed to be freely switchable between liquids and solids. Zhang Hengyi pulled down without pulling at all.

He didn't use all his strength, but it didn't really make any sense, because the first thing he couldn't sustain was picking up old people's bodies.

Zhang Heng is still thinking about whether there is any other way, those black juices have taken the opportunity to wrap half of the body of the old man picking up the desert, and that thing does not seem to be unconscious. Although it has caught prey, it is obviously not satisfied, and follows the old man's arm to Zhang Heng's side.

Zhang Heng reacted quickly, pulled his hand back at the last minute, and then lifted up the immobile kid next to him. Until then, the latter finally came back to his mind and started struggling hard. He seemed to want to run to save his grandmother. However, the black liquid on the other side was faster. In less than a minute, the old man was completely wrapped up and slowly disappeared into the wall.

Half a minute later, there was only Zhang Heng in the alley and the pickup kid in his hand.

Zhang Heng's right hand ached, but the latter bit him in the arm, picked up the deserted kid from his hand, rushed to the brick wall and knelt down on the ground, however he whimpered, the wall did not change now, everything that had happened before was like a nightmare.