48 Hours a Day

After finishing the preparations, Zhang Heng went down to the negative first floor and closed the alloy door. At the same time, he raised the elevator back to the first floor to restore everything to its original condition. Then he sat back in his car.

At this moment, more than thirty hours have passed since he closed his eyes last time, and he has been driving for a long time. It is impossible to say that he is not tired at all, but with the lessons from last night, Zhang Heng is I haven't closed my eyes.

He can now understand the feeling of Han Luzhong after [Death Dreamland] before, and understand why the nightmares on Greenland all went crazy in the end. In fact, if it was a nightmare, Zhang Heng could also survive it. Compared to ordinary people, he has now lost all his feelings.

What was really terrible was that these nightmares made him unable to recover from his sleep. This is the problem. The feeling of exhaustion after Zhang Heng stopped sleeping last night was not less than that after waking up.Of course, after he took a rest, he was not bothered by nightmares, and Zhang Heng hadn't figured out the law of those nightmares.

However, the most urgent task at the moment is to get the [Immunity Crystal] first. In order to avoid extra-junctions, Zhang Heng decided not to close his eyes for the time being, and waited until the matter was over before going to sleep. Anyway, he has been carrying it for 30 hours, not bad for the next dozen. Hours.

Zhang Heng drove Polo to a vending machine and bought a cup of Nescafe. He was going to use caffeine to boost his spirits. However, when he opened the can of coffee, there was a sudden stop in his hand. I felt a strong sleepiness hit, and I couldn't hold the pot of coffee anymore, and at the same time my eyelids sank.

Zhang Hengqing knew that this piece of tiredness came too suddenly, a bit contrary to common sense, but it was difficult to break free from it, and the next moment he was already lying on the steering wheel.

In his sleep this time, Zhang Heng saw some other things. They were very similar to the things that appeared in the story of the museum curator before. With the head of an octopus, the body was covered with tentacles, and the components of their bodies were not the same. It is any known substance on earth.

They live in a city full of tall towers, and the center of the city is a hall. Zhang Heng felt a little familiar when he first saw the hall, and when he looked again, he finally realized that this It was where he was imprisoned in the last nightmare.

But at that time, the place he was in was damp and cold, full of isolation from the world, and although the city is still full of evil and all kinds of unreasonable weirdness, it also showed great vitality.

The monsters in the city, they live on land, sleep with their heads covered during the day, go out at night, and bathe their ugly bodies in the moonlight. It can be seen that they live very well and the civilization they have established is also quite commendable. In place, there was a war with another high-level civilization.

When no one could do anything about it, the two parties finally shook hands, signed a contract, and divided their respective spheres of influence. These octopus monsters were immersed in a happy atmosphere, but the good times did not last long, just in a certain time that seemed peaceful. In the same night, the stars in the sky suddenly shifted drastically, and then the sea surged wildly, engulfing the city in an instant.

Except for some octopus monsters who happened to be out of town, the remaining octopus monsters sank into the bottom of the sea along with the city, never seeing the sun again...

Zhang Heng woke up from a nightmare, the first thing he felt was his wet thighs. The coffee that had been heard before had fallen on his feet, not only splashed his pants, but also spilled on the foot pads. Zhang Heng didn’t care. For that exhaustion, I first glanced at the starfish on my hand.

Fortunately, the current stop was just over, and nothing was delayed. Zhang Heng simply handled the coffee liquid on his body, and then drove to find a hotel and checked in.

This time Zhang Heng did not expect that he would be dragged into the dream without closing his eyes. It seems that it would be impossible for him to delay the frequency of attacks on his soul by reducing his sleep time. Zhang Heng did not hesitate and decided. After an alarm clock, he lay down on the bed again.

He wanted to test whether he would continue to fall asleep again after the nightmare. As a result, he did not receive any harassment in the second sleep. Zhang Heng got up from bed at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. I first replied to a few emails while sitting in front of the computer, then changed into a pair of new pants, shaved the stubble at the corner of my mouth by the way, and changed a new disguise to myself in the mirror.

When he went out again, he looked like a financial worker who had been in the industry for six or seven years. Zhang Heng did not open his own polo. Firstly, this car did not fit well with his current disguised identity. Secondly, it was also to prevent Someone found out his owner's information through the car.

After going out, he first went to eat a simple meal to fill his stomach, and then he took a taxi to the front of the Fulou headquarters.

Ding Si had already sent an e-mail at about 12 noon, and confirmed the start time of the auction with him, and the location was not unexpectedly set here. Zhang Heng carried a backpack and walked onto the VIP elevator and entered. Ding Si sent him the code, put on an Ultraman mask, and came to the top floor.

A female staff member wearing a cheongsam there was already waiting for him. After seeing him, she smiled at him and took out a small basket. "Welcome to this auction. To ensure the safety of all customers, please The weapon you are carrying is placed in a small basket in my hand."

"I didn't carry a weapon." Zhang Heng shook his head.

"Although I believe you, can I search it according to the regulations?"

Zhang Heng motioned to the other party to be casual, so the female employee wearing cheongsam was not at all shy, so she carefully touched every inch of Zhang Heng's body, and then opened Zhang Heng's backpack and took out one from it. Crown.

"This is my bid tonight." Zhang Heng said.

"We will ask someone to appraise it and help you keep it properly." The female employee wearing a cheongsam respectfully said, carefully wrapping the [White Horse Crown] with a piece of silk, "Please come with me. Several guests have already arrived. ."

"Oh, can I go to the bathroom first, the raw food I ate before feels a bit bad for my stomach."

"Of course, please here."

The female employee wearing a cheongsam took Zhang Heng to the men’s bathroom, and Zhang Heng really couldn’t wait to walk in. Seeing that he looked really anxious, he picked the compartment closest to the door and hurried in. Now, I ran into a man who looked like a Flou customer.