Zhang Heng's appearance was like a small stone falling into a pool, causing a ripple in the little girl's originally peaceful life.
Other than eating, Zhang Heng spent most of his time in his cave. However, when he was active, whether it was cutting down trees in the forest or digging for wild vegetables, he would come to the little girl's cave to ask if they needed anything before going out to hunt.
The little girl was a little shy at first, basically hiding behind the old man. However, she gradually grew bolder, and once she quietly followed Zhang Heng. When Zhang Heng saw her, he did not wave her away. Instead, he took the initiative to teach her how to identify plants.
From then on, every time Zhang Heng went out, the little girl would follow behind him. So Zhang Heng taught her how to make traps to catch hares and how to fish with stones. As for climbing trees, Zhang Heng didn't even need to teach her. The little girl was pretty good at it. She even dug out a bird egg and gave it to Zhang Heng as a gift.
Unfortunately, happy times were always short-lived.
Ten days later, a fleet of vehicles drove into the small village deep in the mountains. A man wearing a bulletproof vest and sunglasses got out of the off-road vehicle at the front.
He waved his hand and drove away the kids who were watching the fun. Then, he walked straight into the gate of the village committee. He ignored the welcoming villagers and walked up to a middle-aged man who was about 40 years old. He asked, "Where is he?"
The middle-aged man, who was the village secretary of this small village, immediately said to his deputy on the other side, "Go, ask the radio station to call Chao Ying."
As soon as the deputy took a step forward, he was stopped by the man in the bulletproof vest. "Come back," he then looked at the village secretary with a faint smile on his face. He then looked around at the people that almost filled the office. "Remember what I told you before? The target is a very cunning and vicious fugitive. He has more than twenty lives on his back. Don't alert him before we take action. Why did you make such a big welcome? Are you afraid that people won't know that we are coming?"
The village secretary smiled awkwardly when he heard the words.
"Forget it. I won't blame you for the welcome, but you must not use the radio station. Find someone to lead the way. We will find the man named Chao Ying ourselves."
"Okay." The village secretary wiped the sweat on his forehead and hurriedly agreed.
Three minutes later, the person who was sent to the radio station got into an off-road vehicle and arrived at a crop field in the westernmost part of the village. A farmer named Wang Chaoying was fertilizing the field. The man in a bulletproof vest saw the figure in the field from afar. He jumped out of the car and walked up to the farmer, ignoring the muddy road under his feet.
"Ten days ago, was it you who saw a Polo driving into the mountain?"
"What broken gong?" Wang Chaoying was confused. She had no idea what he was talking about.
The man in the bulletproof suit was not in a hurry. He took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Wang Chaoying. "This is the car in the photo."
"Oh." Wang Chaoying wiped his hands on his clothes and took the photo with his calloused palm. He looked at it carefully several times and finally said in an uncertain tone, "It should be this car."
The man in the bulletproof suit smiled. He knew why the farmer in front of him hesitated. It was not because he did not see it clearly at the time, but because he was afraid that he would get into trouble after witnessing the scene today. Subconsciously, he did not want to say anything.
The man in the bulletproof suit did not make things difficult for him. He just continued to ask, "There is only one person in the car, right?"
"I think so."
Wang Chaoying answered while looking at the motorcade in the field with some fear.
"Thank you for your cooperation. I have nothing else to ask. I wish you a good harvest this year." After that, the man in the bulletproof suit put away the photo, returned to the car, and said into the walkie-talkie, "It's confirmed. He is here."
After that, he put down the walkie-talkie and asked the person in the back seat to take out a heavy large suitcase from the trunk. He handed it to the village cadre who came with him. "This is your reward for providing clues. Don't worry. It's legal income. You can use it for anything."
The village cadre opened the suitcase and saw a million in cash. He felt his breath become heavier. Indeed, some villages were very rich, and every household even owned two or three cars. However, his village was obviously not in this situation.
For a moment, he did not want to go back to the village committee. The thought of simply taking the suitcase and running away flashed across his mind. However, the suitcase was so heavy that he could not run far even if he wanted to.
"Send a car to send him back. After that, we will prepare to enter the mountain." After the man in the bulletproof vest dealt with the clues, he fastened his seat belt again. "Tell everyone to prepare for battle. Our opponent this time is not easy to deal with. Everyone better bring out the energy to fight against the gods."
"You are exaggerating." Seeing that the village cadre was sent out of the car, another person in the back said, "The three major guilds have made their move. Three of the top ten players on the player leaderboard are here. No matter how powerful Simon is, it's impossible for him to escape like last time, right?"
Another person who had been closing his eyes in the car suddenly said, "What did Arc of Light say? Do they still want to talk to Simon at a time like this? We don't have much time left. If Cthulhu really takes over Simon's body, the whole world will be in danger. Is Arc of Light out of their minds? After their leader, Eryue, was seriously injured, they suddenly changed their mind. Are they planning to lay down their butcher's knife and pray to Buddha? "
The man in the bulletproof suit sneered when he heard the question, but he did not explain much. He just said, "Don't worry about them. Although I don't want to admit it, Arc of Light does have a lot of masters. If Eryue is not seriously injured, it's not a problem to say that they are the leader of the three major guilds. We still need their help in this operation. At least our initial goal is the same, and that is to catch Simon first. After that, it's nothing more than a bullet. As long as we are fast enough, Arc of Light can't do anything to us. "
"Well, you're right." The two people in the back seat checked the weapons in their hands and put on bulletproof vests like the person in front. One of them was holding the once most popular weapon in an FPS game, the Red Kilin.
The convoy continued to drive into the depths of the mountain in a somber atmosphere. Although they were on the offensive side of the battle, most people were not at ease. They could not help it. Simon was too famous among the players, and the battle that happened at the sub-building headquarters had once again proven this point.
So even those who felt that this operation would be a success did not think that the next battle would be easy.
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