Before lighting up the cigar, Zhang Heng was mentally prepared. With his current strength, he basically didn't need to worry about such tests. According to the bartender, the original owner of the game item should have died a long time ago, and there wasn't much power left.
Of course, this was a hint that Zhang Heng might not be able to obtain much power, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't be in too much danger this time. After all, he had gank the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. An ancient god that had been submerged in history was unlikely to bring him too much trouble.
When the smoke dissipated, a hazy and dilapidated scene appeared in front of Zhang Heng, which matched the prefix of the Shadow-series. However, when Zhang Heng saw the building in front of him, he was stunned.
This was the seaside town he had visited in his dream in the Alien quest not long ago.
Zhang Heng's first thought was that what happened to him later was the result of the Shadow-series game item. When he calmed down, however, he found that the possibility of this guess was not high. When he was in the Alien quest, he hadn't obtained the last game item, the Shadow Foot, and he only had the Shadow Key with him.
It was hard to believe that a mere E-grade game item could cause so much trouble.
Strictly speaking, his body started to show abnormalities when he dealt with the Dreamland of Death. He was unknowingly touched by the plague, and the situation was very dangerous at that time. He was sent to the emergency room, but the doctors couldn't do anything to help him.
His heart did stop beating for a short time, and Zhang Heng could even clearly feel the arrival of death.
However, in the few seconds after he lost his memory, when he opened his eyes again, the several plagues that even modern medicine was helpless against had magically disappeared. His heart started beating again, and it was even stronger than before.
Han Lu also told Zhang Heng that when she saw Director Kuang, she felt a brief inexplicable fear. She always thought that the fear was caused by Director Kuang, but in fact, it happened to be a few seconds after Zhang Heng lost his memory.
Especially after what happened on the roof, Zhang Heng also realized that the fear Han Lu felt might not come from the plague, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but from him.
So perhaps he could think about his current situation from a different perspective.
Zhang Heng was certain that there were some secrets hidden in his body. The bartender lady mentioned that the tobacco recipe she made came from the Mayans, and it was used to communicate with the gods. Zhang Heng had already taken off his other game items, leaving only the four pieces of the Shadow-shadow Set. It stood to reason that when he inhaled the smoke, the original owner of the four pieces of the Shadow-shadow Set would communicate with him.
But the fact was that the tobacco did not allow him to get in touch with the original owner of the Shadow-set. Instead, it seemed to have accidentally helped him open a certain seal on his body, allowing him to return to the strange dream that he had yet to explore.
Zhang Heng didn't know what caused this accident. Perhaps the power left behind by the original owner of the Shadow-shadow Set was too weak compared to the secrets in his body. Perhaps after the incident on the roof, his body had undergone some unobservable changes, or some other unknown reason. In short, the result was not too bad for him. After all, compared to inheriting a small part of the Shadow-shadow Set's power, figuring out his secrets was obviously a higher priority.
The former could be tried later, but the latter appeared without any pattern. Zhang Heng also noticed that although he had returned to this strange dream, the Shadow-shadow Set on his body was still there. It did not disappear with the other game items. So to be honest, Zhang Heng was a little confused about whether he was still in the Shadow-shadow Set's test or the previous dream.
It only took Zhang Heng half a minute to sort out his situation. He then decided to take things as they came and continue what he had unfinished before — exploring this hazy and ominous town.
Because this place was likely to be related to his life.
As he walked down the street, the air was filled with the disgusting smell of fish. Large tracts of dilapidated houses stood on both sides of the street, and some had even collapsed. Everything here looked dilapidated and decayed.
But Zhang Heng noticed that it was different from the last time. There were obviously more people on the street this time.
Although the number of houses here was still pitifully small, at least he could walk for a mile without seeing a single person. However, it was hard to tell whether the appearance of these residents made the situation better or worse.
Although some of the residents did look no different from ordinary people, they were a very small number, and most of them were young people. The older people seemed to be under some unknown horrible curse, making them look extremely deformed and ugly. Just like the old man Zhang Heng met before, he had a strange narrow forehead, a flat nose, bulging eyes, and scabby skin and wrinkles. At the same time, he gave off a strange feeling of stickiness and slipperiness, like a monster born from the mating of frogs and fish.
However, there was a rare smile on their gloomy and terrifying faces as they ran out from the various ruins. Some were wiping the signboards, some were busy sending the fish they caught to the fish shop to be processed, and some were even laying carpets on the ground as if there was some kind of banquet going on at night.
Other than that, some suspicious sounds came from the nearby tightly sealed buildings from time to time. It sounded like something was walking on the wooden floor, or a low, hoarse hiss.
Zhang Heng walked for a while and saw a Gothic stone church in front of him. It was obviously older than the other buildings in the town. A harsh bell rang from inside, telling the townspeople that it was six o 'clock in the evening. The sun was about to set, and the only glimmer of light in the town was about to disappear.
Zhang Heng was about to walk into the church to take a look when he suddenly heard a voice behind him. "It's very late. Don't you want to find a place to stay first?"
Zhang Heng turned his head and recognized the person who spoke. It was the old man he met when he first came here. The latter was walking from the other end of the street. Although he walked slowly, trying to imitate the sluggishness and inconvenience of an old man, Zhang Heng could tell that he was in much better health than what he showed.
"Do you know what's going on here?" Zhang Heng asked.
However, the old man did not answer his question. He just repeated what he said before, "It's very late. Don't you want to find a place to stay first?"
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