The red Volkswagen Polo was parked in parking lot six. The bartender turned off the engine and got out of the car. Her khaki Martin boots made a rustling sound as she stepped on the snow on the ground.
Nan Haizi Country Park was the largest wetland park in the outskirts of the city. It covered an area of more than 11 square kilometers, which was the size of four Summer Palaces. It included the former Imperial Hunting Park, and aside from all kinds of vegetation, there were wild elk and all kinds of waterfowl. However, due to the fact that it was winter and it was relatively far from the city, there weren't many tourists. Now that it was almost two in the morning, the park was even more deserted.
In fact, the Polo was the only car in parking lot six, and there wasn't even a ghost around. However, the bartender showed no signs of fear or anxiety on her face. She took out a half-pack of Marlboro Marlboro cigarettes from her pocket, took a random one, put it in her mouth, lit it, and took two deep puffs. After that, she held the burning cigarette between two fingers and typed on her phone with her remaining thumb. "Come out. There are no cameras here."
Five minutes later, Zhang Heng walked out of the park with a duffel bag, frowning. "Does it cost 20 game points to collect a corpse?"
"Oh please, I found someone to cover for me at the checkpoint and sneak out to help you deal with this matter. It's so far away, and it's going to cost a lot of fuel. Besides, don't you want the service of extracting game items from corpses?"
The bartender opened the trunk of the Polo, covered it with a layer of plastic sheet, and gestured for Zhang Heng to bring the item over.
She opened the duffel bag with her free hand and glanced at the corpse inside. "Oh, it's this guy."
"Do you know him?"
"When adults have a party at home, it always attracts the gluttonous kids next door." The bartender took two more puffs, threw the cigarette butt aside, and took out a pair of medical gloves from her pocket.
"Zavilcha. If I remember correctly, he should be a creature from a Slavic fairy tale. Even in Russia, not many people know his name. His story was originally used to scare children, telling them to go home after sunset and not to play with strange children. Especially not to go to their houses with strange children. Zavilcha will use his evil thoughts to manipulate the walls of the house to melt and swallow them."
The bartender took out a scalpel from her toolbox as she spoke. "You're pretty good. Although this thing is weak and doesn't have much combat power, his evil thoughts are very powerful, especially in a big city full of tall buildings. If you only focus on his evil thoughts and ignore his body, you'll be easily killed. As far as I know, Zavilcha happens to be very good at disguising himself."
The bartender picked up the calf of the corpse as if she was carrying a ham to stew soup. "By the way, do you want a photo with me? After I do it, the corpse is incomplete."
"No, thank. I don't have that hobby.
The bartender lady shrugged. "Alright then."
The scalpel cleanly cut off the second toe from the corpse. After that, the toe, which was still bleeding black blood, was put into a tulewood box that the bartender carried with her. "As usual, the results will be out in three days. I'll send it to you then. Don't worry about his adoptive parents and the Children's Welfare Institute. I'll take care of the follow-up for you. I'll make sure that your 20 game points are well spent," said Zhang Heng.
After that, she closed the trunk of the Polo and took off her gloves. "Well, business is over. I'm going back to the bar. Do you want me to give you a ride?"
"If it's not too much trouble."
The bartender restarted the Polo, and on the other side, Zhang Heng opened the door of the front passenger seat and got in. Tonight was undoubtedly a very long night for him. Earlier, he was chased by the monster named Zavilcha, and the two had a brief fight on the top floor of the library. When midnight arrived, Zhang Heng began to track the monster in the still world. This process lasted for more than 20 hours until he used a hammer to tear down the wall at the end of the second floor of the orphanage. Then, he finally found his target behind the wall.
After confirming that Zhao Xiaotian was the monster that attacked them tonight, Zhang Heng slit his throat. However, he wasn't sure if this method was enough to kill him, and he didn't want to attract the police's attention. After that, he packed the corpse in a large travel bag and brought it to the park.
There were no walls on all four sides of the Nanhaizi Country Park, and Zhao Xiaotian's best attack had lost its effect. Even if he didn't die after his throat was slit, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble. When the time was over, Zhang Heng contacted the bartender with his mobile phone and inquired about the corpse collection service. After both parties agreed on the price, the bartender drove to the park in her Polo and took the corpse away.
At this point, this matter could be considered to have come to an end.
Zhang Heng got a new game item at the cost of 20 game points. He no longer had to worry about being ambushed when he walked under the wall in the future. At the same time, he indirectly solved the problem of the city's scavengers going missing.
"Would you like some tea? My treat. " The bartender set the navigation, opened the glove compartment in front of the car, and took out a bottle of oriental leaf.
"This is the drink you saved for yourself, right?"
"I have a thermos cup." The bartender's simple words once again proved that no matter how cool a young man was, whether he was a financial executive who drove a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz, a hipster who lived like a hero, or a deity in myths and legends, they would one day embark on the path of maintaining health by consuming wolfberries to prolong their lives.
Since he was thirsty, Zhang Heng took the bottle of oriental leaf and took two sips. In fact, he had a lot of questions in his mind. Not only Zavilcha, but also Moresby seemed to indicate that the world he lived in was undergoing some kind of change.
If these things really existed in this world for a long time, what made these monsters that were originally scattered all over the world suddenly gather here? Was it this game? Or was it something else? And the supernatural creatures that Zhang Heng encountered, whether inside or outside the quest, seemed to be weak and hungry. How did they end up like this? Would there be something new to fill the void they left behind?
Unfortunately, the bartender didn't seem to want to discuss this question. When the Polo climbed onto the overpass, she took out her headphones and listened to Guo Degang's crosstalk.
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