Mei Nan took the pair of bronze rings from her and the woman in shades' hands and threw them to Zhang Heng, who was walking down from the second floor.
[Name: Oath Ring]
[Grade: F]
[Function: If the wearer breaks the oath, the other party will sense it.]
This F-grade game item was obtained by Zhang Heng from Mr. Coffee in the previous quest. In the afternoon, the appraisal results were out, and this game item came in handy.
The conditions for using the Oath Ring were very simple. All one had to do was mix the blood of two people, write an oath on the parchment, and put the ring on their hands. If one party broke the oath, the ring on the other's hand would become hot, and the other party would sense it. If the ring was removed, the oath would be nullified.
Styxx wasn't just a goddess who lived in the underworld and ruled over the Styxx River. She was also known as the Goddess of Oaths and Hatred. As her agent, it wasn't too surprising that Mr. Coffee had this game item.
Although the Oath Ring was only F-grade, it was actually quite useful. For example, after writing an oath not to lie, it could be used as a lie detector.
Other than that, the USB flash drive that Edward gave him had also been appraised. It was also an F-grade game item, and when plugged into a computer, the user's IP address would never be tracked.
The two game items he obtained from this quest were not very eye-catching, but they were quite practical.
However, they didn't help in lifting the curse on Han Lu.
The path that he had placed his greatest hope on, the woman in shades, had now proved to be a dead end.
Mei Nan watched Zhang Heng draw the knife and walk towards the woman in shades. "She has told us everything she can …" she said nervously.
"Yes, so there's no point in keeping her alive." Zhang Heng cut the rope on the woman's hand with the knife.
The woman rubbed her wrist and squinted at Zhang Heng, who was wearing a mask. Wisely, she didn't threaten him and walked out of the factory with her head bowed.
But just as she was about to reach the gate, Mei Nan said, "You'd better not contact White Horse Knight again."
"Why?" The woman in shades stopped in her tracks, a little surprised.
"Because he can no longer reply to you."
"Oh, is this an April Fool's joke in advance?"
"I thought so too when I first saw it. But consider it a friendly reminder from a loved one."
The woman seemed to understand something. Her eyes lingered on Zhang Heng for a second, and without saying anything, she turned and walked out of the old workshop.
Mei Nan was a little depressed, but she still managed to pull herself together. "It seems that we are really at the end of the road. My sister doesn't know how to solve the Dreamland of Death, and it will be difficult for us to find Seth in a short time. I'm sorry to point you to a dead end."
Zhang Heng shook his head. "You've helped a lot this time. Leave the rest to me. I'll talk to her. Let's go. I'll drive you to your place first."
…
It was three o 'clock in the morning when Zhang Heng returned to Han Lu's house. In the entire neighborhood, only Han Lu's house was still lit.
Zhang Heng knocked on the door, and it was Han Lu herself who opened it. Music was still playing in the house, and cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor. There was also an open bottle of plum wine.
"Don't worry, I just drank too much coffee and tea. I'll change my taste occasionally. I won't get drunk," Han Lu said.
"Where's the nanny?" Zhang Heng looked around the messy living room and asked.
"I gave her some money and asked her to stay in a hotel. So … it's just the two of us tonight." Han Lu spat out a mouthful of cigarette and put her hand on Zhang Heng's lips. "Shh! Don't tell me the result yet. Have a drink with me. "
Zhang Heng closed the door and sat across from Han Lu.
The latter took out a glass with Mount Fuji at the bottom and poured amber wine into it.
Zhang Heng picked up the glass and took a sip. The freshness and sweetness of the fruit mixed with the strong distilled wine was indeed a unique taste experience.
"How is it?" Han Lu asked.
"We found her."
"I'm not asking you about my situation. I'm asking you about the wine." Han Lu frowned and threw the half-smoked cigarette on the floor.
Zhang Heng took the glass from Han Lu's hand. "At least listen to me before you drink."
"No, I don't want to listen to you now." Han Lu shook her head. She tried twice but failed to grab the glass from Zhang Heng's hand, so she picked up the bottle next to her.
"We found her and asked her about the Dreamland of Death. She …"
Han Lu suddenly threw the bottle in her hand on the wall, interrupting Zhang Heng's words. Glass shards flew, and the wine spilled all over the wall. "I told you, this is the only thing I don't want to hear now! Do you really think I don't know? I knew what would happen the moment I opened the door! Why can't we pretend we don't know anything and have a quiet drink first?! "
"I'm sorry," Zhang Heng said.
"No, I'm the one who should be sorry. At my age, it's impossible that I haven't thought about death. I've always thought that I'm brave, so if the Grim Reaper were to stand in front of me one day, I would calmly look him in the eye and finish the last journey of my life. I want to maintain my final elegance. This is very important to me because we can't defeat death, but at least we can retain our dignity in the face of death. I don't want to become a hysterical shrew like I am now … But until the last moment of your life, you don't know what kind of mood you will have, do you?"
"You've done a good job," Zhang Heng said.
"But I want to do more. I still want to live. That's the problem … I don't want to die like this. I can't accept it. That's why I'm so angry," Han Lu said.
Zhang Heng was silent for a moment. "There's still time … maybe I can find another way."
"Do you know, the worst part of this process isn't despair. It's being filled with hope and being given hope, only to see it shatter right before my eyes. I don't want to go through this again." At this moment, Han Lu looked extremely exhausted, like a traveler who had been trekking in the desert for a few days without a sip of water.
"That's it. Let's call it a day."
"Is there anything else you want to do?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I was going to have sex with you, but then I changed my mind. What I lack is not a man to have sex with. With a phone call, I can find a man of all shapes and sizes … and I can't have what I really want anymore." Han Lu shook her head. "The girl who was with us before …"
"Hmm?"
"She always looks like she doesn't care about anyone, just like me when I was young. But I can see that she actually cares about you, but she doesn't want you to see it … Based on my experience, sooner or later, she will be hurt by her mentality."
Han Lu's misty eyes suddenly became clear at this moment, as if she could see Zhang Heng's heart at a glance. "Because you don't have many feelings left, don't you?"
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