48 Hours a Day

"I admit that I am a person who is not interested in rules or anything. I only care about how to get the results I want. As for the methods and the troubles that will bring, it has never been my focus." Loki spread his hands, "Who has given me the power to ignore the rules?"

The little boy nodded when he heard the words, "God of pranks and lies, your character is very suitable for playing Texas Hold'em. Whenever we have time, let's play it."

"I don't lay eggs with a hen, and even if I win, you would suspect me of cheating." Rocky opened the refrigerator and found a bottle of beer inside, but because the city was out of power For a while, beer has already become room temperature.

The little boy stretched out his hand, and Loki put the beer in his hand. When he took it back, the beer was already venting, and there was a thin layer of water on the glass bottle.

"Cool!" Rocky whistled, "Did you just change the code of this bottle of beer in the background? It's fine when I learn this trick from you, so I don't have to show my face in the copy, and you will give it to you. Set up as a guarding boss."

"I'm not targeting you, but your power is too strong for this instance, and you need to adjust the value. Only in this way can the game balance be ensured." The little boy said blankly.

"Balance?" There was a smile on Loki's face, "I'm not the only one in this dungeon with data overflow, right? You leave the guy with the cheat device, and tell me about balance? Don't you? Tell me you don't know anything about the little tricks behind Cronos."

"We reached an agreement at the beginning of the game. Every god will give his valued agent an ability. So far, all the game behaviors of Chronos and his agent are within the rules." The child looked serious.

"Damn it!" Rocky snorted, opened the beer, took a sip, "In the words of the old white-haired man downstairs, I can smell the py in it ten miles away. It’s not because Cronos helped you make the game's time system that you opened one eye and closed one eye."

The little boy did not deny, "Not just Cronos, but many others have contributed in this process. That's why we set up an organizing committee to jointly manage these game worlds. Without their help, I can't create. With so many realistic and fascinating worlds, speaking of it, I once invited you to participate in the design of the main task, but you did not accept it."

"I'm a busy person, so I don't have this idle time, and don't you worry that I will mess up your beloved game world?" Rocky pretended to be.

"I can give you a certain amount of free space to display your creativity. Finally, with me to check, I am confident that nothing will happen." The little boy said, "I know what you are worried about, and I can also come forward and persuade the team. Other people in the committee try to accept you. Of course, given your unpleasant past, it is difficult to wipe out the grievances between you, but at least there is no problem in maintaining a cooperative state on this matter, and you too You can take this as an opportunity to repair your relationship with them."

Loki was said to have been on his mind, and became a little bit irritated, but the little boy's last promise made his eyes light up again, and he looked quite heart-warming. Just when he was about to agree, his face changed again and he smiled. "I refuse, don't you really think I care about how other gods treat me?"

The little boy was not very surprised by this, but said lightly, "It's a pity."

"It's not a pity," Loki scratched his chin, "If you hadn't been here tonight, I really didn't know that you were eyeing him too."

"I am here only because I received a major bug report."

"Tsk tusk tusk, what I just said, don't lay eggs with a hen, I won't compare Texas Hold'em with you, and you better not lie in front of the god of lies."

Loki grinned, only to smile halfway through and couldn't smile again.

"Damn, how long has it been since my second incarnation was actually killed!"

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Zhang Heng silently memorized a few murals on the wall, then turned around to leave, but stopped again the next moment.

He walked to the only furniture in the room, stretched out his hand and picked up the kerosene lamp above. At almost the same moment, the system reminder sounded in his ear.

[Game props found-dilapidated kerosene lamp (unidentified)]

Zhang Heng just felt that the location of the kerosene lamp was a bit too deliberate. It happened to be at the golden section of the whole room, almost exactly the same. Of course, if it weren’t for someone with a strong sense of observation and space Only after measuring step by step with a ruler can you find it.

However, Zhang Heng could observe the abnormal position of the lamp with the naked eye, so he obtained a game item on the way to chase Sok. Zhang Heng mentioned the kerosene lamp and looked at it roughly. I didn't see anything special. Now this item is still in an unidentified state. Zhang Heng hasn't seen Sock used it before, and can't guess its purpose, so I can only put it in the backpack first.

Then he left the hut, and when he reached the haystack, he noticed the footprints on the ground.

Because Suoke has a weird temperament and has little contact with people in the village. She has always lived in a corner of the village alone, so the footprints on the ground are also left by her alone. This is especially convenient for chasing. Zhang Heng has a glance Can see which of them are fresh.

And these newly left footprints stretched all the way to the woods behind, where Sock flees.

Zhang Heng carried a rifle and chased after him. The woods at night were quiet, with only sporadic moonlight falling on the ground. The huge shadows of trees covered most of the places and made the sight very bad, but this did not affect Zhang. Heng, because he is now wearing [filter lens], he can see everything around him.

With this D-class prop, he doesn’t have to worry about being attacked by Sock. In addition, after a period of delay in the hut before, Zhang Heng didn’t slow down his moving speed. He ran to two trees and was almost about to post it. In front of the same pine tree, Zhang Heng suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Sock was holding her shotgun, hiding behind a rock fifty meters away, with ears pricked up, as if waiting for something.