It was rare for Miss Succubus to wake up early. She looked at the time, and it was not even seven in the morning. She did not even bother to change her clothes. She put on her pajamas and leaned against the peephole. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, she opened the door and tiptoed to Zhang Heng's room next door. She then put her ear on the door and listened carefully.
Of course, she heard nothing. When she wanted to sneak back to her room, she saw Zhang Heng behind her. He had just bought breakfast downstairs.
Miss Succubus looked embarrassed, "Ah, I lost my earring … Look for it on the floor."
"Did you find it?" Zhang Heng handed one of the breakfast to Miss Succubus.
She sighed, knowing that her lie was not convincing. So, she did not insist on it. "I didn't mean to pry into your privacy."
"I know. You want to make sure that my body still belongs to me after the next night. It's okay. I understand," Zhang Heng said.
"That couldn't be better." Miss Succubus breathed a sigh of relief.
"You should have breakfast first."
Miss Succubus had already stepped into her room, but she stopped again. "Where are we going after breakfast?"
"Nowhere. Just stay in the hotel. I have something to sort out," Zhang Heng said. "Of course, if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk. I won't restrict your movements."
Miss Succubus shook her head, "Forget it. I don't want to go out at this critical moment. It will be troublesome if I run into those guys who kidnapped Sai Ji again."
"In fact, the possibility of those people attacking you again is very small," Zhang Heng said. Zhang Heng said, "What they did before was basically to intensify the conflict between the new gods and the old gods and provoke a war. Now that the war has come, their task at this stage is considered completed. There's no reason for them to still focus on you."
"What will they do next?"
"I don't know. I'm not one of them," Zhang Heng said.
However, Miss Succubus still did not return to her room after he finished speaking. Instead, she sighed again.
"You're a good person. When I first met you, you saved that little girl who had nothing to do with you. I knew that you weren't as cold as you looked. A person like you shouldn't have ended up like this."
"Do succubi also have a sense of justice and evil?" Zhang Heng asked curiously. "I thought you guys don't care about this kind of thing."
"I know what you want to say. We … seduce men and suck their essence for survival. This is how we make a living. Just like wolves and lions hunting prey, can you say that they are evil? And strictly speaking, we are also different from wolves and lions. Wolves and lions only bring death to their prey. The relationship between us and our targets is more like an equivalent exchange. We give our targets pleasure that no one can give them, and in return, they will return a part of their essence to us. "
Miss Succubus paused and continued, "Over the years, the church has been smearing us in public opinion. It's as if all the men who meet us will end up in a bad situation. I don't deny that some of us have gone too far, but under normal circumstances, a wet dream will not make you lose more essence than masturbation. Unless you do it continuously every day, there won't be any health problems."
"I understand."
"So, of course, we also have a sense of right and wrong. Otherwise, why do you think I didn't report your matter to the committee?" Miss Succubus rolled her eyes, and then a look of worry appeared on her face. "Are you sure the person you mentioned … will come to you?"
"Yes," Zhang Heng said with certainty. "He has waited for so many years. There's no reason for him to give up at the last moment."
"What do you mean he has waited for so many years?" Miss Succubus looked a little puzzled.
However, Zhang Heng did not explain further. He just said to her, "Hurry up and eat. The tofu pudding is getting cold."
"I almost forgot what I wanted to say after being interrupted by you. Anyway, if you want to find another way or someone, I can accompany you. Don't you have two weeks left? It's not like we can't find Hermes."
"Thank you," Zhang Heng said politely. "If I need anything in this area, I will come to you."
…
Miss Succubus did not expect Zhang Heng to stay in the room for the whole day. It was not until dinner time when she knocked on the door that she saw Zhang Heng again.
Zhang Heng must have just taken a shower, and his hair was still a little wet. It was also at this time that Miss Succubus noticed the imperceptible tiredness in Zhang Heng's eyes.
As the saying went, staying up late was the main nightlife of modern young people. It would be abnormal if a person in his early twenties did not stay up all night. In order to fulfill his promise with Iciz, Zhang Heng also worked overnight. However, Miss Succubus did not see any fatigue in his eyes.
On the contrary, Zhang Heng did not move much after staying in the hotel all day. He looked a little tired, and this kind of fatigue was not physical. It was more like a mental exhaustion. Miss Succubus thought of a certain possibility, but she did not ask about it, and Zhang Heng did not explain it to her.
The two tacitly skipped the matter and finished dinner in the restaurant in silence. After that, they went back to their respective rooms. A little later, Zhang Heng received a new email.
The new email was from Fu Lou. Since Iciz had cured Fan Meinan, Zhang Heng naturally told Ding Si to close the bounty post. However, he still had a considerable amount of game points in his hands. It was the funds that Han Lu helped him raise earlier, and it was useless to keep them in his hands. Besides, these game points were constantly depreciating. So, Zhang Heng asked Fu Lou to help him look for suitable game items.
However, Zhang Heng did not expect the organizing committee to shut down the game at that time. As the game points were shut down one after another, the value of these game points had fallen to rock bottom, less than one-tenth of their original value. All the players knew very well that unless Gaim came back, these game points were no different from waste paper.
When Zhang Heng glanced at the email from Fu Lou, he was a little surprised.
In this email, Fu Lou told him that he actually found a soul-type game item for him. He asked if Zhang Heng was still interested in buying it. Due to the depreciation of game points, buyers no longer accepted game points as payment. Instead, they hoped to trade for game items.
At the end of the email, there was a detailed introduction of the game item.
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