After returning to school, the three temporarily separated. Zhang Heng was lucky that he wasn't called out for skipping class that day. He took a shower when he got back to school.
It was three o 'clock in the afternoon, and the public bathroom was empty. Zhang Heng stood under the shower, cleaning off the black blood that he hadn't washed off earlier. Although his physical condition had returned to normal, the blood was still from the plague, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It wouldn't hurt to be careful.
Zhang Heng applied the shampoo to his skin and rinsed it with hot water. He repeated the process twice, then looked at his right hand.
The pinhole left by the resuscitation had disappeared.
It had only been less than five hours since he pulled out the infusion needle.
Zhang Heng didn't tell them the truth. After surviving the deadly plague, his body did undergo some changes, especially during the few seconds when he stopped breathing.
Zhang Heng's consciousness didn't completely disappear. He saw something, but the scene was so bizarre that he couldn't even describe it in words.
When he opened his eyes, other than his self-healing ability being stronger than ordinary people, he didn't feel any different for the time being. His strength, agility, and reflexes were basically the same as before. The reason why he could kill one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse was not only because he took advantage of the sneak attack, but also because the plague didn't pay much attention to him.
The White Horse Knight obviously didn't expect to have his heart dug out in such a way. That was why he looked so angry at the end.
Zhang Heng couldn't determine what happened to him, or what was happening to him. Fortunately, his newly acquired self-healing ability wasn't as exaggerated as the White Horse Knight's. If one didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to notice. As for whether there were other hidden changes, he would have to observe them carefully.
After taking a shower, Zhang Heng put aside his worries about his body for the time being. He put on his slippers and went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of iced black tea. When he was about to pay, he found that he had left his campus card in the public bathroom. Frowning, he was about to take out his phone when someone handed him a campus card and helped him pay for the black tea.
Zhang Heng turned around and saw Shen Xixi.
The latter smiled at him. "It's my treat."
"Thank you." A bottle of black tea wasn't worth much anyway, so Zhang Heng didn't refuse.
"How have you been?" Shen Xixi asked.
"It's pretty much the same as usual. I go to class, play some games, and read some books in the library." Zhang Heng unscrewed the black tea and took a sip.
"Really? But I didn't see you in the basic computer operation class this morning."
"Uh …"
"I don't mean anything else. I just heard from Xiao Xiao that you chose the same elective as me."
"Oh, something happened to my mom's friend, and I couldn't make it."
"Your mom's friend, Han Lu?" Shen Xixi raised her eyebrows.
"How did you know?"
"You should ask who else doesn't know. Your two roommates told everyone that you know Han Lu … They almost printed it into flyers and distributed it everywhere."
"…"
"I'm just kidding. Xiao Xiao told me that too. She probably heard it from her boyfriend, Wei Jiangyang." Shen Xixi said, "That's enough. I have class tonight, and I haven't done my homework yet. I'm going to the library first."
She took out her phone as she spoke. "By the way, I … a few friends and I have created a public account that specializes in dealing with those kinds of things. You can recommend it to those who need it. If you encounter any difficulties, you can leave a message on it. Our people will help you when they see it. If necessary, we will also provide help."
Zhang Heng scanned the QR code sent by Shen Xixi and found a public account called Stranger Things. Zhang Heng didn't know if Shen Xixi's inspiration came from the player forum, but he could see that she was going further and further down the path she had chosen. Whether it was the anti-alien invasion public welfare society or the current public account, her desire to help ordinary people had never changed.
According to Meinan, more and more players wanted to join her, and she had even attracted the attention of several local guilds. This increased her workload. For Shen Xixi, days like this where she could read and study in peace in the library were getting harder and harder to come by. She even considered taking a leave of absence from school.
Zhang Heng registered a WeChat account with Ding Si's phone and left a message on Stranger Things.
[I have a friend who received a very strange photo. What should I do?]
In less than two minutes, the other party replied.
[What kind of photo?]
Zhang Heng described the photo that Han Lu received, and the other party immediately became nervous, replying almost instantly.
[Please don't close your eyes from now on. Where is your friend now?]
Zhang Heng typed a line of words, but after thinking about it, he deleted it and put the phone back in his pocket. From the other party's reaction, he could tell that they had no solution to this problem.
Initially, Zhang Heng was just trying his luck. The Dreamland of Death was recognized by the players as an unsolvable killer move. The three major guilds had invested so much manpower and resources into it, yet they had yet to come up with a good solution, let alone the others. Knowing Shen Xixi's character, if she really found a solution, she would definitely publish it on the internet to prevent more people from falling victim to it.
The most reliable solution now was to find the woman in shades. However, Meinan hadn't contacted him yet, and it was obvious that she hadn't received any news.
Zhang Heng didn't have any good ideas, so he could only continue to wait.
What he didn't expect was that he had to wait for two days.
…
It had been three days since Han Lu last closed her eyes. More than 80 hours without sleep had caused her to fall into a state of anxiety and depression.
Han Lu's mental strength was better than most ordinary people, but even so, she was about to run out of patience. Endless caffeine refreshment made her look very tired.
When Zhang Heng arrived at Han Lu's residence after class, she was smashing things. Because the housekeeper was cooking too loudly, Zhang Heng noticed that Han Lu's eyes were bloodshot. After seeing Zhang Heng, she seemed to have lost all her strength, falling back to the sofa and rubbing her temples.
Zhang Heng noticed the stack of supplementary documents on the coffee table. "Are you still working?"
"I have no choice. I have to find something to do," Han Lu smiled bitterly. "Otherwise, it will be too hard. I'm willing to exchange half of my assets for an hour of sleep. I just need one hour."
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