This time, Ding Si's message was a semi-advertisement. It was about a recently established forum, led by the three major guilds. They rented an overseas server to facilitate and promote communication between players, and every player was free to register.
Zhang Heng took a quick look at the attachment Ding Si sent. The website was called Immersive Simulation Game Enthusiasts Forum.
There was also a small note and forum rules below it, mainly to mislead ordinary people into thinking that this was a forum for simulation game enthusiasts.
There were three main sections on the website, a daily chat section, a trading section, and a teammate recruitment section. The follow-up functions were still under construction. The website's founder claimed that they would protect the visitor's information as much as possible, encrypting their IP address. Registration did not require any email or mobile phone, and they could even post messages as a visitor. However, they still encouraged everyone to use their ID.
In principle, the website's administrator was not responsible for the authenticity of the information posted on the website. They also reminded registrants to be vigilant at all times and not disclose their identity information.
The idea of the website had been around for a long time. It was said that the earliest group of players created some QQ groups, adding each other as friends and actively sharing their experiences. However, after a series of malicious incidents, the QQ groups were disbanded, and the current website was an upgraded version of those QQ groups.
The original intention was to reunite the players, solve the problem of poor communication, and fight on their own. Of course, the three major guilds were not without selfish motives. They wanted to gradually establish a leadership position among the players. However, for now, the establishment of this website obviously had more disadvantages than advantages, especially for solo players like Zhang Heng. It gave him a channel to understand the outside world.
However, Zhang Heng did not log into the website immediately. Although the three major guilds claimed that the website was safe and would not leak the user's IP address, he did not plan to log in with his phone or home computer just to be safe. He planned to find an internet cafe when he had the time.
After cleaning up the yard, Zhang Heng changed into a pair of shoes and walked into the house. He wanted to take a shower first.
However, when he passed by Tian Tian, he suddenly stopped.
The little girl was holding a pencil on the coffee table. At first, Zhang Heng thought she was doing her homework, but when he got closer, he realized that she was not. Tian Tian was scribbling something on the back of her exercise book.
She was drawing a woman sitting on a hospital bed, and there was an old man on the bed. One of his legs was suspended, and his face was filled with horror because the light above his head had suddenly fallen off and was falling on him.
It was a child's simple drawing, filled with innocence, but the content was a little terrifying.
"Can I have a look?" Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and asked gently.
Tian Tian was so focused on her drawing that she didn't expect someone to sneak up behind her. Startled, she handed the exercise book to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng took the workbook and flipped through it. He saw a few other drawings, including an old man who fell on his bicycle, a puppy who fell into a pond, and a woman who cut her finger while chopping vegetables.
Zhang Heng's expression changed, thinking of the band-aid on the young woman's left index finger. He looked down at the little girl and found that she was also looking at him, a hint of fear hidden in her eyes.
The last time they met was about a year and a half ago. At that time, Tian Tian was still a very lively and cheerful little girl. But this time, she was obviously much quieter.
"Not bad." Zhang Heng calmly handed the workbook back to her.
He noticed that Tian Tian seemed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief after taking the workbook. It was difficult for a little girl her age to hide her true emotions. After that, Zhang Heng gave up on taking a shower. He just changed his coat and asked, "Which hospital is Grandpa Chen in?"
"Why? Do you want to see him? That's fine. You often visited his house when you were a child and ate a lot of his meat. He's in the city's Second People's Hospital. I was going to visit him later, but since you want to go, you can take my place. Do you still have money?"
Zhang Heng shook the wallet in his hand. "I'll go over first."
After leaving the house, Zhang Heng bought a fruit basket from a fruit shop next to the community. Instead of taking the bus, he called a DiDi and rushed to the city's Second People's Hospital three kilometers away.
No matter the time, the hospital was always crowded with people. Patients, family members, and visiting relatives and friends … The place was crowded, and the corridor was filled with all kinds of smells, including the sound of coughing and the pungent smell of disinfectant.
It was easy to feel depressed in such an environment.
Zhang Heng didn't go to the service desk to ask for the bed number. He still remembered the bed number on the drawing, and he easily found the ward. Through the glass, he saw Grandpa Chen and the young woman inside.
Zhang Heng knocked on the door twice, pushed it open, and walked in. The young woman was surprised to see him, but she immediately got up to welcome him. She took the fruit basket and chatted with him about his studies and life.
Grandpa Chen looked good on the bed. Although he had broken his leg, he didn't frown because of it. When he saw Zhang Heng, he laughed and said that he hadn't seen Zhang Heng for a long time. He looked even more handsome now.
Zhang Heng used the fruit knife on the bedside table to peel an apple for Grandpa Chen, and he looked around. The environment of the ward was not bad. It was a three-person room, and the other two beds were also occupied. Grandpa Chen's bed was right in the middle, and an old-fashioned double-ended fluorescent lamp hung above his head.
The shape and the drawing were the same.
After peeling the apple, Zhang Heng did not leave. He stood by the bed and chatted with Grandpa Chen. The young woman found it a little strange, but she did not say anything. Grandpa Chen talked about how Zhang Heng peed his pants when he was a child and did not tell anyone. Then, he dried himself in front of the heater. Grandpa Chen was so happy that he even forgot about the pain in his leg.
"…."
The next moment, the double-ended fluorescent lamp above his head suddenly detached from the lamp holder and came crashing down on his head. However, just as the lamp was about to hit Grandpa Chen's forehead, a hand caught it firmly.
Zhang Heng could even block a knife that came at him with full force, so catching a lamp was no problem for him. What's more, he was constantly paying attention to the movement above his head.
However, when the lamp really fell off, he was somewhat surprised.
Predicting the future? But judging from the simple drawings, it didn't seem to be a good thing. It was more like some kind of curse.
The young woman thanked him profusely, and the young nurse who was changing the dressing on the next bed was still in shock. Her pair of round eyes curiously looked at Zhang Heng. Unfortunately, the latter didn't plan to stay in the hospital any longer. After confirming the conjecture in his heart, it was time to find a way to solve the problem.
Little Dumbo said:
Thank you for the tip from Cat in the Box ~
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