New Year was approaching, and everyone who hadn't returned home had their own worries.
After all, Shen Xixi and Zhang Heng were just ordinary friends. Although they added each other on WeChat after the camping trip, they rarely contacted each other. After Shen Xixi briefly introduced the charity organization she joined and her daily activities, the topic of their conversation shifted to the final exam.
However, this was obviously a blind spot for Zhang Heng. To him, the exam that happened a week ago was something that happened more than ten years ago. He couldn't remember many details, and all he could do was go along with what Shen Xixi said.
Shen Xixi could hear the politeness in his words, but the two didn't interact much. Other than the final exam, they didn't have much to talk about.
By then, Shen Xixi had finished half of the milk tea in her hand, and the two decided to say goodbye. Before they left, Shen Xixi hesitated for a moment before saying, "Be careful."
"Be careful?" Zhang Heng stopped in his tracks.
"Yeah, I mean, there will be a lot of people during the Spring Festival. Be careful on your way back," Shen Xixi added, perhaps realizing that what she said earlier was a little abrupt.
Zhang Heng nodded. "You too."
… …
Zhang Heng returned to his dormitory. Wei Jiangyang was still tutoring. Zhang Heng turned on the lights, put down his backpack, and sat in front of his desk. As usual, he took out a pen and a piece of paper to organize the information he obtained from this round of the game.
Since he had played the game for a long time, he still had a lot of free time after completing the main mission. Most of it was used to upgrade his skills (mainly language), and it also confirmed some of his previous conjectures.
Other than what he told the bartender, what he wanted to know the most was where Moresby and the wall that swallowed the old man came from. What was the relationship between them and the game items with supernatural powers? What was the secret behind this mysterious game that he was involved in? What was the secret behind this mysterious game that he was involved in?
Excluding the Moresby Bone, Betty's Shell was the sixth game item that Zhang Heng obtained.
So far, it seemed to be the most powerful one. It could change the weather of an area at sea, but at the same time, it was different from the other game items. It seemed to be full of danger.
Zhang Heng doubted that the crew on the carrack had really lost themselves in greed and anger, just as Seth had said.
Combined with what happened in Moresby, Zhang Heng was certain that these game items were related to ancient myths and legends.
Putting aside the mysterious [Shadow Moment] and [Shadow Key], the rabbit's foot represented luck in many folklore. The necklace that Simon gave him was related to Tapio, the God of the Forest in Finnish folklore. According to the old man in the Tang suit, Moresby was once the guardian of a tribe in Papua New Guinea called Alkiz.
His Paris Arrow originated from Greek legend, and in the Black Sail quest, he encountered an ancient god that seemed to be from Celtic mythology.
Unfortunately, when he met her, the ancient god named Betty was in a weakened state. Zhang Heng tried to help her recruit more believers, but for some unknown reason, she couldn't recover her strength as she claimed. That was why Zhang Heng couldn't communicate with her in detail.
On the other hand, he did see something similar to an Louis Vuitton bag and an iPhone at the auction. The [Escape Dagger], which sold for 2,000 game points, seemed to be a well-known game item. Looking at it this way, the conclusion that he came up with now was not entirely accurate.
Zhang Heng circled the words' folklore 'and' myth 'and put a question mark beside them. In another blank space, he wrote Shen Xixi and Huang Yu's names and labeled them as' suspected players'.
Just as Zhang Heng put down his pen, Wei Jiangyang pushed the door open and walked in. He took off his pair of gray knitted gloves that were a little loose, rubbed his fingers that were red from the cold, and said, "Hey, you're back."
"Yeah. How was it today? Did the tutoring go well?" Zhang Heng closed his notebook.
His father is a middle-level leader of a central enterprise, and his mother is the president of a bank branch. His family owns two apartments in the third ring road, and one each in the fourth and fifth ring road. I told him that since his family is so well-off, as long as he studies hard, and with his parents paving the way for him, he will be able to succeed in whatever he wants to do in the future. But he replied, 'My parents are so rich that they can't even finish spending their money. Why should I be successful?' "
"It doesn't seem wrong."
Wei Jiangyang sighed. "The child's parents are very busy. They have to attend social events every day, and they come home very late. He's alone at home with the nanny. The nanny doesn't dare to provoke him, and he eats imported snacks as he pleases. He's only thirteen years old, and he's already 120 pounds. I heard that he's a devil incarnate in school. His mother hired me to help him with his homework, paying me 150 yuan an hour. If he can improve his midterm and final exam results, I'll be rewarded another 100 yuan for each rank he improves."
"So, how are his results?"
"Same old, not making any progress." Wei Jiangyang looked very depressed. After all, when he was talking to his employer about the salary, he was tempted by the offer. The chubby boy's foundation wasn't good, but it also meant that he had a lot of room for improvement. Wei Jiangyang had put in a lot of effort, and he had even compiled a notebook of his study methods. When the chubby boy received the notebook, he sneered. "What's the use of studying well? Even if you're good at studying, you still have to tutor me."
This matter was a little painful, and Wei Jiangyang didn't tell anyone else. In fact, if it weren't for the high salary offered by his employer, he would have hired someone else to tutor him, especially since the chubby boy had recently fallen in love with a girl. All he could think of was how to woo her, and his grades would probably decline next semester.
Wei Jiangyang picked up the thermos by the bed and poured some hot water into a cup. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "By the way, do you know how to repair a bicycle?"
"What's wrong?"
"When I rode back at night, the chain felt a little loose," Wei Jiangyang said. "It felt like I was stepping on air."
"Let me take a look with you," Zhang Heng said. In the Tokyo Drift quest, he had learned some knowledge about car modification. The transmission system of a bicycle was much simpler than that of a car, so repairing it shouldn't be too difficult for him.
He took a flashlight from the drawer and went to the dormitory next door to borrow a screwdriver from someone who hadn't left yet. Then, he and Wei Jiangyang went downstairs to where the bicycle was parked.
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