48 Hours a Day

There was no one outside the bar in the morning, and only a few cleaners were cleaning up the mess.

Returning to Earth Zhang Heng had to take the time to adjust to gravity, which was good, unlike a real astronaut, whose body remained in pre-copy condition, without losing bone weight and blood, without feeling thirsty or having visual problems (usually hyperopia), so more is just psychological adaptation.

After all, he had just floated in space for four days, and even on the moon, there was only a sixth of Earth's gravity, but unlike the Black Sail, these little problems took just an hour or two to solve.

Zhang Heng walked to the community door and ordered a hot bowl of soy milk at the roadside breakfast stall, plus two oil strips and a tea egg. When he finished eating, the road became lively, and the nearby workers walked out of the house.

Commuting in big cities has always been a big problem. Most people live farther away from work than cowboys and weavers, so they have to get up early in the morning, hurry to get transportation, fill their stomachs with hands, and even many people develop the stunning skills of walking and eating.

Zhang Heng also went to a number of cities when he was a child. Sometimes he followed his parents to an academic conference. Sometimes he followed his grandfather to meet friends abroad. He was also a habit that he had developed at that time. He would silently label every city he had visited. However, for this city, although he had read a book here for a year and a half, it was still difficult to find an accurate word to summarize and describe it.

It's like a bowl of soup that's been poured into all the ingredients, mixing all sorts of strange flavors together in a rough, almost barbaric way.

No matter how picky the diner is, you'll always find what you like in it, but always put up with what you don't like in the meantime.

So maybe complexity is its label.

Zhang Heng drank the last sip of soy milk, did not compete with the working people for public resources, scanned the code to unlock a shared bike, rode all the way back to school, passed by the mall on the way, he stopped the car, went in to buy some specialties, mainly to cope with the kids who would come home in New Year's Eve, as for the sweeping robot he gave to Grandpa, he had already placed an order on Xiaomi's official website.

Nothing else happened in the next two days. Zhang Heng placed [Arrow of Paris] in the locker of the archery hall. As for the other game props that could pass the security check, he carried them with him. After bidding farewell to Ma Wei, he officially embarked on a journey home for the New Year.

At the approaching end of the year, there will be a very large number of people on the high-speed train. Zhang Heng was almost squeezed through the ticket checkpoint. He placed the package with him and then came to his seat according to the seat number on the ticket. However, someone already sat there. Looks like it should be a couple of little couples. The boy stood up with a smile and said that they could not buy the seats together when they bought the ticket. Asked Zhang Heng if they could change seats. At the same time, he also showed the ticket in his hand.

Zhang Heng glanced at him. Good thing the seat above was not too far away. At the end of the car, Zhang Heng agreed to the other party's request for a change of seat. The boy's face showed a glimmer of joy and thanked him continuously.

Since there was no extra space, Zhang Heng, the small luggage that had already been placed on the rack, had not been removed. He had merely carried a backpack and placed valuable items such as water cups, cameras and game props in it.

The man and Zhang Heng exchanged seats close to the aisle, next to a middle-aged man in a jacket, his phone has not stopped since he got in the car, he has been talking to the person on the other side of the phone, or he has called the customer to discuss the order and after-sales issues, which seems to be the sales executive of a certain manufacturer.

Opposite Zhang Heng is a girl who should still be studying like him, with a new Oriental red book in her hand - "TOEFL Vocabulary, Root of Words + Lenovo Memory Law" in the meditation. She doesn't look good, her eyes are small, her nose is a little flat, she has no flesh on her body, but she is better than young, she has a green and rustic feeling.

The rest of the seats next to her were sitting with a woman slightly older than her, wearing a headset and a tablet in pursuit.

All three look ordinary.

Zhang Heng didn't know if it was the after-effects of a single competing copy, which made him unwilling to pay attention to the people around him. However, there are also players in the real world, and there are still a number of them. Doing so is not a big deal.

Speaking of the battle with Jalai in Apollo's planned training camp, for the first time, he personally killed the other players. Zhang Hengben thought he would be somewhat uncomfortable. However, he wondered if it was because he had already been through too many battles before, and his hands were stained with blood. Although the object was only the person in the copy or the monster in the real world, there was not much fluctuation in his mind this time when he was dealing with the other players.

When he blocked Jalai's mouth with sand and watched him suffocate a little bit, his emotions remained calm throughout the process, even… a little too calm, as it might be the first “person” he killed.

At that moment, even he felt a little stranger to himself today.

Zhang Heng also did not know whether his current situation was normal, because no one had ever had as rich a life experience as he had before, and no one told him what the situation should be like.

It was noticed that someone came in front of them and the girl carrying TOEFL pulled a bag of chips and apples from the table and pulled it twice in front of her.

Zhang Hengdao thanked him. Sitting across from her, he just put his backpack away and his phone shook up.

A small 1 is added to Akuya's Q avatar on the WeChat list, which means there is a new message from the other party.

Zhang Hengspot opened.

I'm sitting right across from you. Do you see me?

Zhang Heng frowned and looked up at the opposite TOEFL girl. The latter lowered her head with the words on her back. She felt Zhang Heng's gaze fall on her face. After careful observation of her, the eyes of the TOEFL girl flashed with panic. Instead of raising her head, she pressed lower, and her ear root was also slightly burnt.

Zhang Heng replied

If you play like this again, you'll get black.

Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing today? Shall we go to the haunted house duck together? I hear there's a haunted ghost. Let's go catch the ghost at night. o (ω)) o

I'm going home for New Year's, now on the highway, you go on your own.

So if you don't go home, will you come with me?

- No, I won't.

Zhang Heng typed.