48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng went from 24 hours to 48 hours a day after he got the starfish watch. Every time he reached zero, he entered the still world on time, wherever he was, which had been verified many times in the month after he got the watch.

And a month later, as he stepped into this mysterious game, the law of time was still working, and the extra 24 hours would also be converted at the current replica's time flow rate and accumulated into his game time.

But only if he's always playing the game alone.

From the unnamed island on the equator to the 18th century Caribbean Sea, Zhang Heng experienced only one player in the entire first four rounds of the game, until this Apollo training camp he accidentally matched the other six players.

Therefore, Zhang Heng had no idea what would happen when the starfish in his hand reached zero, and he had always chosen a single row in order to avoid such a situation.

As usual, Zhang Heng entered the replica at 11: 55 p.m., only five minutes from zero. The five minutes at the rate of flow of the replica were 20 hours. It was almost 20 hours before he entered the replica, and the starfish in his hand was pointing to zero.

Zhang Heng told the trainer around him that he wanted to go to the bathroom, and the trainer was kind enough to suggest that he could actually use a urine bag equipped with a space suit and get used to urinating in space in advance.

Zhang Heng thanked him for the offer, but insisted on going to the bathroom. Whatever happens then, he didn't want to carry this set of seventy kilos, so the trainer had to spend another fifteen minutes helping him take off his suit.

Zhang Heng pulled his right leg out of the suit and looked at the starfish in his eyes. It was less than half a minute before the zero point in the real world. He also noticed that the smell of Zhen not far away had been peeking at him, and even the fat man with the smell of Zhen kept peeking at him.

However, Zhang Heng was temporarily unable to ignore such a thing. When Starfish's second hand pointed at 24 o'clock, everyone in the training room stopped in the next second, and the expression on his face was completely solidified. The world turned into a huge statue gallery.

This is also the most consistent with Zhang Heng's speculation. He has previously tested with PC games. According to the contact recovery principle, he can run single-player games on his computer for a stationary period of time, but not games that require networking.

Although it cannot be explained by science, the mysterious game he is now involved in is still essentially a game, so the previously only copies that belonged to him can still run in a still world, except that his game time has been extended, and after joining other players, the game becomes connected, and then at zero point, it stops with the world.

But Zhang Heng didn't have time to do anything, and he received a system prompt in his ear.

[Alarm!!! Alarm!!! Target copy error! Time class is seriously wrong!

[Error reporting...]

[Secondary permissions on, review not passed, suspected player cheating detected, emergency plan initiated...]

[Open a parallel copy of Apollo Plan Camp Transition, Player Count 1, Task Target None, Time 240 Days, Please Note to Players]

Zhang Heng frowned. At the next moment, the Beatles' "yesterday" was automatically played in his ear, while suddenly he was in the dark again.

This is not the kind of darkness that turns the lights off in the room, but the darkness that deprives all the light sources of anything to see.

Zhang Heng also encountered this situation only every time he started logging into the game, allowing him to focus all his attention on the system tone next to his ear, and this is the first time it's happened in the middle of a game, kind of like reloading in a web game.

Fortunately, the darkness didn't last long, and Paul McCartney opened his eyes again when he sang "It used to come to mind...”

He is no longer in NASA's training room, and there are no other players around.

In fact, he is now standing on a huge runway with an airplane engine roaring in his ear and a jet flying over his head.

Zhang Heng saw a beautiful blonde waving at him not far away. She was a little anxious, "Jim doesn't like new people running around. If you see enough, let's go. The lab people are still waiting. ”

“The lab?” Zhang Heng picked the eyebrows.

“Yeah, the other students at your school are past you.” Blonde Beauty Lane, “and... can you get off the runway first, or it's gonna be bad if the head of the airport sees you. ”

“I'm sorry.” Zhang Heng walked down the runway, and he didn't want to compare to the plane any more iron than anyone else's head. The copy alarm thing he had encountered once before was that in the new copy, the time rule on his body took effect for the first time and triggered the copy alarm, but after the secondary permission began, the review was cancelled by escalation, and the error was permanently removed from the judgment sequence.

Zhang Heng once guessed that this had something to do with the mysterious old Tang suit. Both then he was chosen to play the game, and he certainly knew exactly what was going to happen. The so-called secondary authority was obviously meant to deal with this kind of thing, but for some reason, the secondary authority expired in the multiplayer copy. The game system determined that he was suspected of cheating.

In a sense, this is not a false accusation.

Because in the stationary world, he is the only one who can move. It is impossible to say that he is invincible. Monsters like Xavier Cha, Shen Xixi and her team are helpless. However, in the stationary world, Zhang Heng easily solved this threat with only one knife.

By the same token, he doesn't need much effort to deal with the other six players.

The system was obviously aware of this, in order to protect other players from temporarily opening a transitional copy and throwing him in because the process was so hasty that this copy didn't even set any tasks, but Zhang Heng wondered if the copy itself was in any danger like the Sufin War, so he asked the blonde, “What time is it? ”

“Time? Um, 10: 35.” The blonde looked at the watch on her hand.

“Where's the date? ”

“February 12. ”

“What year? ”

“Are you kidding? 1955, of course.” Blonde Beauty, "hey, I don't know if all your MIT students like acting weird, but I need to remind you that if we're ever late again, your internship at Lewis Flight Power Lab will be cancelled. ”