After returning to the shore, Zhang Heng also did some tests on his new ability.
This included the amount of time he could breathe underwater, his ability to move, restrictions, and the limit of water manipulation.
As for the former, Zhang Heng did not have a clear answer. When he was in the underwater palace, he took off the snorkel and stayed underwater for seven or eight hours, and he still did not feel any discomfort.
After coming back, Zhang Heng found a swimming pool in his 24 hours and tried it out. He found that he could breathe freely even in the stagnant water of a swimming pool, not necessarily in the sea. Therefore, Zhang Heng was now inclined to think that there were no additional restrictions on his ability to breathe underwater.
This also meant that from now on, he would never be drowned.
In addition, Zhang Heng also found that the resistance in the water was much smaller than before, probably less than one-fifth of what it used to be. Hence, his movements became more flexible. Although it was not as good as on land, it was far beyond the limits of humans. When time returned to normal, Zhang Heng even went to the flower, bird, fish, and insect market to buy a few fish and put them in the swimming pool. He let them swim for a while, and in less than five minutes, these poor fish were caught by Zhang Heng again.
If Zhang Heng had this ability when he was on the deserted island in the novice quest, he would not have to work so hard to find food. When he was hungry, he could just dive into the sea and catch whatever seafood he wanted to eat. The entire sea was like a 24-hour seafood stall to him.
However, when it came to water manipulation, the most effective attack Zhang Heng could use now was to control the current. He had tried to shape the current into a certain shape, such as water arrows. Unfortunately, he failed in the end. At most, Zhang Heng could make the current extraordinarily thin, and when it hit the target, it would not cause any effective damage. At most, it would only cause some tingling sensation.
Zhang Heng gave up after trying a few times. It was better to do it himself. Anyway, as long as he had a dagger, he would be almost invincible underwater with his agility.
Other than that, Zhang Heng found that he had gained some life skills such as making instant coffee without using a stirring spoon, and how to take a shower with the least amount of water.
However, Zhang Heng found it difficult to be happy.
Because he did not know if he could still be considered a human. As the game progressed, he became more and more unfamiliar to him. This unfamiliarity was not only in terms of external strength, but also some kind of internal change.
Zhang Heng instinctively smelled a hint of danger.
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On the other hand, the bartender lady had finished her night shift at the game checkpoint. Now, she was in high spirits at the maid cafe.
Ignoring the manager's aggrieved gaze, he held his phone in one hand and used the other hand to mix something that he didn't even know about. He grabbed the pepper bottle on the side and sprinkled it into the newly made passion fruit drink. After that, he added a spoonful of oil and vinegar.
The waitress at the side served the freshly made dark cuisine to a fat otaku at a certain table.
The latter was stunned when he saw the drink he ordered. After holding it in for a while, he said, "Yes, did I get the wrong drink? I … I don't remember drinking something like this the last time."
"I'm sorry, Master. I'll go ask for you." The maid was very considerate, and she came back in less than half a minute. Blushing, she helped the guy who neglected his duty by repeating the nonsense that she herself did not believe. "Our bartender said that this is a secret special edition. Not everyone can drink it. Only regulars who come here often have the chance to taste it."
As for the second half of the bartender lady's sentence, "If he disturbs me from watching the show again, I will stick a straw into his head and let him drink his brain juice", it was directly blocked by the gentle and kind waitress.
"Is that so?" The fat otaku's face showed a touch of joy when he heard that. He couldn't wait to pick up the drink in front of him. As a result, before the waitress could warn him, he choked on the layer of pepper floating above the drink and sneezed. When he tasted the oil and vinegar, his face turned green.
But just when he was about to question the waitress angrily, his eyes suddenly widened.
Because he saw a cute figure that he thought could only be seen in the two-dimensional world walking in from outside the maid cafe.
The girl's appearance was simply the standard template of a beautiful Japanese girl in an anime.
She was 1.5 meters tall, had silver hair, and looked sleepy and cute. The anti-gravity ahoge on her head swayed as she walked. The fat otaku almost screamed that Ah Wei was dead.
He felt as if something had struck his heart, especially when he saw that the girl smiled at him. He had to drink a few mouthfuls of the secret special concoction in his hand. With the spiciness of the pepper and oil and vinegar, his heart, which had almost stopped beating, started working again.
A waitress greeted her and asked enthusiastically, "Master, what would you like to order?"
"No, I'm here to look for someone." The beautiful Japanese girl pointed to the bartender lady who was watching the show behind the bar.
"Oh, then you can treat this place as your home." The waitress seemed to feel a little regretful that she couldn't serve such a cute girl, but she still smiled.
After that, the beautiful Japanese girl walked straight to the bartender and greeted her. "Hi, long time no see."
The bartender lady didn't look up but said lazily, "You'd better disappear from my sight before I finish watching this episode of 'The Devil's Grandmaster'."
However, the Japanese beauty acted as if she did not hear what she said. She sat down on the high stool in front of the bar counter and clicked her tongue. "You are still as bad-tempered as ever. Why? Did you cut off your good-tempered head and put it away?"
The bartender lady's eyelids twitched when she heard that, and a murderous glint flashed across her eyes. Finally, she raised her head and looked at the guy in front of her.
"Why? Do you want to fight?"
"No, I'm just a little messenger." The beautiful Japanese girl shook her head. "I usually won't fight if I can avoid it."
"Heh, it's just because you can't beat me now." The bartender lady sneered. "Why? Are you running errands for your outdated master again? It's probably not as powerful as you are now. How many people still remember its name?"
"Good communication begins with politeness." The beautiful Japanese girl blinked. "No matter how weak it is now, it created us, including your master. To me, it has always been like a father."
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