After Zhang Heng returned to school, he sent a WeChat message to Shen Xixi to confirm that she was safe.
Shen Xixi replied after about a quarter of an hour, "We're talking." After a pause, she added, "Thank you. Don't worry."
Zhang Heng knew that this meant that Shen Xixi's life was not in danger, but he did not know what she was talking about with Arc of Light. Based on her character, it was impossible for her to hand over Arc of Light. Otherwise, there would be no war between the union and Arc of Light.
However, Zhang Heng was wrong this time. The negotiation between Shen Xixi and Arc of Light was completed very quickly. Arc of Light's strategic intention had actually been achieved before the war began. After the union disintegrated, Arc of Light did not care much about the whereabouts of the four "murderers." Of course, they used this as an excuse to start the war. At least on the surface, they still had to put on a show.
Last night, Zhang Heng slaughtered everyone. In fact, he wanted to increase Arc of Light's war cost to threaten Arc of Light and Eryue Weicheng to return to the negotiating table. However, he was interrupted by Justitia's sudden appearance and the old man in the Tang suit who dragged him to the grassland. Since Justitia was the one who caused the war between the union and Arc of Light, she should be able to clean up the mess after the inspection.
Zhang Heng was right about this, but the reality was a little different from what Justitia expected.
"You don't want to be my agent? But you mentioned the Scale of Justice last night, which proves that you and I have chosen the same path, "Justitia frowned." Don't you want to carry forward this path? Didn't you form the union to help more ordinary people? Together, we can not only rebuild the union, but we can also defeat the evil and rekindle the torch of justice. "
"Do you want to rekindle the torch of justice, or do you want more people to believe in you?" Shen Xixi said lightly, "You want me to be your agent just to help you win this game, right?"
"What's the difference between the two?" Justitia frowned. "The more people believe in justice, the more people will fight for it. I have the support of countless lawyers and judges behind me. I could have chosen one of them as my agent, but I chose you in the end because I see your shadow in you."
Shen Xixi shook her head. "You are wrong. We believe in justice itself, not you. Even if you are gone one day, justice will still be there."
Justitia fell into silence when she heard Zhang Heng's words. After a while, she raised her head. "Putting my matter aside, the final reward of this game is very rich. Even the gods are jealous. No one can refuse this temptation. Only the players who become agents are qualified to participate in the final game. I do need you to help me win this round, and you need me to give you the identity of an agent."
Shen Xixi was unmoved. "If you have been observing me for a long time, you should know that I don't always care about rewards."
"No, you will use that reward, even if it's not for yourself," Justitia said firmly. After a pause, a meaningful smile appeared on her face. "Kronos really thinks that I won't know anything if he takes the child away before my Ruling Sword encounters him. He underestimates me too much. Having said that, I haven't seen him for half a year, and he has weakened to this extent. Even so, he still forcibly used his little trick of stopping time to save the child. This shows that the child must be hiding unprecedented evil. Interesting. When I was in contact with him, I didn't feel the existence of this evil at all. Why would Kronos, as the God of Time, choose such a target as his agent?" Justitia said to herself.
After a while, she looked at Shen Xixi again. "In any case, the child came last night and did not hesitate to fight against the Arc of Light, one of the three Red Societies, for you. He should be your friend, right? In that case, can you bear to see the evil in his body devour him one day? And now, there is a chance to save him in front of you. "
Shen Xixi raised her eyebrows. Finally, she was a little tempted.
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Zhang Heng had experienced a lot of battles that night, and he had to drive all night from the grassland. He did not expect to make it in time for the accounting principles class at 9: 45 in the morning. However, he did not have time to wash up. He quickly rinsed his mouth with water, bought a basket of buns from the cafeteria on the second floor, and rushed into the classroom at the last minute before class started.
The class bell rang behind him. Chen Huadong, who had already occupied the golden seat in the third row from the back, gave him a thumbs up, expressing his admiration for Zhang Heng's ability to attend class on time. Zhang Heng quickly walked to the empty seat next to Chen Huadong. The latter moved the book away and said in a low voice, "What are you waiting for?
"I thought you weren't coming. Everyone said that you are relying on Han Lu, and credits are nothing to you."
On the other side, Wei Jiangyang shook his head and said, "After the level six incident, I think Mr. Zhang just doesn't care about his usual results. Anyway, with his bookworm nature, as long as he gets more than 90 credits in the final exam, he will be fine."
The accounting teacher coughed twice. His eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over them, and the two immediately fell silent. After waiting for a while to make sure that the commotion had died down, one of them started to read the text version of the NBA broadcast, and the other started to read novels on his mobile phone.
Zhang Heng opened the textbook in front of him, but his mind was not on it. He noticed that although the old man in the Tang suit still acted as if nothing had happened, he seemed to have aged a lot compared to the last time he saw him. In just half a year, not only did he have a lot of wrinkles on his face, but he also had a lot of white hair on his head. He seemed to be in good spirits, and he even had the time to hook up with female streamers on TikTok. When the two of them parted ways, however, Zhang Heng could tell that his back was a lot hunchier.
Zhang Heng did not know what the old man had been doing all this time, but he could tell that he was not in good condition. This also reminded Zhang Heng of the weak ancient Celtic god he encountered in the Black Sail quest. Zhang Heng was now certain that even gods could die, be forgotten over time, or be killed.
The difference, however, was that Zhang Heng did not think that the old man in the Tang suit would willingly be forgotten. There was no doubt that he had been carrying out a certain plan. Zhang Heng just did not know what role he played in this plan, and whether he would turn against him at some point in the future.
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