48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng sent Li Shengxun back to her dormitory. He also received a WeChat from Shen Xixi, saying that the black liquid suddenly abandoned the attack on them, disappeared and asked where he was and what was going on there.

Zhang Heng received another request to add a friend before he could reply.

Name - You always look unhappy (# `O')

Zhang Hengpoint refused. Two seconds later, the same name sent another application. At the same time, a line of words was added to the note. No one could refuse me twice. No! (no * · ω ·) no

Zhang Heng looked into his eyes and clicked again to refuse.

And it turned out to be almost the same moment, and the third application immediately came in, and the note was, smart as I knew you'd turn it down, I guess, huh? (≧ ∀ ≦ *)

Zhang Heng took it this time, then typed, is that interesting?

Yes. You always look unhappy (# `O') seconds back, then say, no, no, no, don't rush to hack me first. I want your WeChat from Shen Xixi, plus you have business.

Mm-hmm.

You are cold-blooded and ungentlemanly, but you can't see it's still credible. You didn't get away with it. Did you kill that thing?

It's none of your business.

Tsk Tsk Tsk, I'm good for you. Okay, you don't know how dangerous we were. Almost, only a little bit is really going to kill GG. This is a rare opportunity for a thousand years. Shen Xixi also asked me where you went after we split up. If I told her the name of the person who saved us, your crystal palace might add up.

Is your stomach not hurting? Zhang Heng asked.

I feel much better, but there's a bit of π_π in the back. I have to go to the People's Hospital for an emergency, and check it out.

You always look unhappy (# `O') a serious reply, but soon she sends another message, it's okay, I know you don't like to go out, just tell her I don't want you to know who my player is and tell you to hide in the park, she doesn't know you're a player too, oh right, I told her that our relationship is a web friend I know when playing games, you asked me to eat hot and spicy, don't forget. (✿P) no

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Zhang Heng replied to Shen Xixi and said that nothing was happening on his side.

The latter told him that the thing had escaped, did not know what had happened for the time being, and at the same time told him to be careful in the recent period, encounter a similar situation, or someone with a similar situation could contact her directly, and she would arrive in the shortest possible time.

Zhang Heng punched a thank you, which was sincere.

Zhang Heng has also met a number of players so far, most people are still friendly, like Ding Si and Professor, have provided him with some help, but this friendliness is relative, they are willing to make good fortunes with other players without compromising their own interests.

And players like Shen Xixi who are willing to risk their lives to help others, especially ordinary people, are rare.

Many people, especially those who have long been subjected to oppression and inequality of power, do not pursue the justice and fairness they have always aspired to (game props and skills) and save the weaker like themselves, but rather complete the transition from victim to perpetrator, which begins to be used to oppress ordinary people who are weaker than themselves after revenge has been practised.

So they hated that it was never unfair, but why they weren't the ones who brought injustice.

Shen Xixi's rarity is not just because she chose the way to use this power, is willing to use the game props that are precious to each player to save two ordinary people, but also because she can still live to this day after choosing this most difficult path and gather some followers.

After all, the number of players is not small, and there is no shortage of people as kind and righteous as Shen Xixi, but unlike fairy tales, justice always prevails over evil and light always eliminates darkness, but in reality, strong sense of justice and morality also means additional risks and lower survival rates.

People on this road either died at the beginning or gave up painfully after a while. Shen Xixi was able to persevere and prove that she herself possessed a strong conviction, strong leadership and outstanding personal charm.

As for Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng is another being.

By dividing the camps in DND, he should be closer to a sequentially neutral camp, with a stable and mature set of three perspectives, acting in accordance with his own personal creed and principles, not shaken by outside temptations and views.

Sometimes he will reach out to people in difficulty, but he will not put himself in danger to help ordinary people, even strangers, like Shen Hee-hee, unless that person is very important to him. In short, he and Shen Hee-hee are not the same people, or he is not the same people as anyone else.

However, this does not prevent him from appreciating Shen Hee-hee, nor does it preclude him from providing some help when necessary. After all, there are more people like Shen Hee-hee in the world. In fact, if there are not others behind Shen Hee-hee, he would not mind telling each other his player identity.

After replying to Shen Xixi, Zhang Heng put away his phone and looked at the starfish in his eyes. With less than a minute left until zero, his activity time was finally coming.

Zhang Heng did not intend to let go of that thing. The other party obviously came towards him tonight. Now, although the injury escaped, he also exposed his weakness under [Arrow of Paris], but with the characteristics of that thing, if you don't use this opportunity to solve it, it will still be difficult to deal with it later.

Moreover, Zhang Heng's school address has been exposed, and he doesn't want to live in the care and gallbladder in the future. He has been worried that the wall will melt for a moment and devour himself.

Before leaving, Zhang Heng went back to the dormitory and said hello to Ma Wei. Then he took something and went downstairs again. When he arrived on the elevator, the hour clock and minute hand coincided again at zero.

The elevator door opened, Zhang Heng carried a bow and arrow, walked straight past the dorm pipe aunt wrapped in a down jacket and went to close the door in front of her cotton slippers. The U-lock in the latter hand had just been lifted into the air, and the corner of her mouth was still hanging.

Zhang Heng was already familiar with this still world, although he would still be curious, but now he doesn't have the first strong sense of freshness. In a sense, this is like walking into an incredibly realistic statue gallery, but this time, he has extra things to do.