Chapter 1121: : Directions

After Zhang Heng went back to school for a shower and haircut at a nearby saloon, he discovered that he had received a WeChat friend request.

He initially thought it would be a tea girl or a fairy dance, so he intended to reject it directly. However, after seeing the name of the comment, he changed his mind and accepted it.

It didn't take long for the other party to greet him first.

—Hi.

Zhang Heng replied politely with a "Hi" as well.

—I hope I'm not disturbing you. I've calculated the time. It should be in the afternoon on your side, right? The last time you said you would come around in July, and it's about time now. So, do you have a specific itinerary on your side?

The person who added Zhang Heng's WeChat was none other than Songjia, the female translator he had previously found on the travel website. The latter had reached an initial hiring intention with him, responsible for providing Zhang Heng with translation and guide work for his upcoming trip to Greenland.

Zhang Heng typed,

—Do you frequent WeChat too? Yes, I'm already preparing to set off. For the time being, I can't completely confirm the schedule, but I plan to hire you for a month. I'll decide where to go during this month. Even if it's not a month, in the end, I'll still pay you for the month.

—Is that so?

The other side replied with three words. Zhang Heng could feel Songjia hesitating. Even though Greenland was her hometown, she was only a female student after all. She had to spend a month with another male stranger, and considering she didn't know the exact schedule, she naturally couldn't help but mutter.

Zhang Heng didn't rush her. He waited for her to make a decision.

After about half a minute, Songjia's battle of ideas finally came to an end. She still found it hard to reject Zhang Heng's generous offer, so she replied,

—WeChat was recommended to me by a previous employer. I also wanted easier communication with my employer, and at the same time, opening a window to learn more about your country. If it's inconvenient to tell me the details of your trip, can you give me a rough idea of the purpose of your visit to Greenland? Is it for business, pleasure, or property purchase?

—Scientific exploration

Zhang Heng replied.

—Oh, you're here to study glaciers, right? How many people are on your team? There are also research teams from other countries here. Do you want me to introduce them to you?

Song Jia seemed to have misunderstood something. After hearing Zhang Heng's answer, not only did she heave a sigh of relief, but her enthusiasm seemed to increase. After all, researchers were a relatively high-quality group, so it would be safer and less troublesome to receive them.

—I don't have a team, and I'm not going to study glaciers. However, my expedition does have some relationship with glaciers.

—Is it climate?

—No.

Song Jia could tell that Zhang Heng was reluctant to dwell on this topic, so she asked no more questions.

—A scientific expedition? Okay, I understand. I'll make some preparations in this regard. We'll talk about the specifics when we meet.

—Okay.

Zhang Heng ended the conversation with Song Jia, and he headed to look through her WeChat moments.

Songjia had probably started using WeChat a year and a half ago. Other than communicating with her employer in advance, she had probably kept in touch with many people. From time to time, she would post some scenery or selfies on her WeChat moments. They all looked quite normal; they also matched her student status.

Every photo had a date on WeChat, which ruled out the possibility of a rush job. However, Zhang Heng still did not completely ignore his vigilance because many people were eyeing him now. There was no need to mention Chronos or Justitia. The bartenders and even Loki seemed to be very interested in him.

These individuals were by no means easy to deal with, and at this level, many of the usual criteria were no longer applicable. Zhang Heng had no choice but to raise his guard. Sonja was his chosen translator, and so far, although nothing seemed out of the ordinary, Zhang Heng wasn't about to blindly trust them just like that.

However, this matter could wait until he arrived in Greenland. For now, he still had to settle the issue of the first sum of money that he had to pay to Furou.

Zhang Heng glanced at the starfish. There was still some time before dinner, so he decided to go to the library to sit for a while. He found a book related to glacier exploration and flipped through it. At the same time, he also sorted out the rewards from the previous dungeon.

The agent war dungeon itself did not have any items or points that could be obtained. Therefore, for normal players, it was basically impossible to learn new skills. However, due to Zhang Heng's own dungeon's time extension effect, he still had to improve himself even after completing the main storyline mission.

However, as he continued to clear the game after game, the skill system on his body became more and more perfect. There was probably no one in the world who had more skills than him. He had dabbled in everything from languages to driving machines, combat techniques, make-up, reasoning, and even art appreciation.

Compared to the vast science and civilization of mankind, his current knowledge was only a small part. There were still endless fields to explore. However, the improvement in his strength was becoming less and less obvious.

This was also the law of development. To put it in layman's terms, Zhang Heng had reached an impasse. Although he could still improve himself in the future, the marginal returns were decreasing.

Therefore, Zhang Heng spent a lot of time thinking about his next step in the bodyguard dungeon.

Feng Zi, who was bored, also gave him some suggestions from the perspective of a bystander.

She pointed at him. "You're the strongest person I've ever seen. There's no one like you, and you almost have no weaknesses. Even the memory-encoded clone soldiers of Morgan's Emergency Response Team are no match for you. Your reaction, judgment, combat skills, and analytical ability are among the best in the world. However, due to the limitations of the human body, you're almost touching the ceiling of combat power."

"So, are you going to suggest that I undergo the next step of body modification?" Zhang Heng opened a can of beer and took a sip.

"No." Feng Zi took the can of beer from a certain person's hand and sat down beside him. "I suggest that you... consider training your spirit."

"I am training my spirit," Zhang Heng said.

In the end, in the capital dungeon, if he didn't train his spirit and gain an epiphany from the final battle with Secretary-General Okita, his knife skills wouldn't have been able to break through to Lv 4. In reality, any combat technique had to be trained to the extreme. Basically, it was the unification of the spirit and the body. This was probably what the ancients called the unification of ten thousand techniques.

However, Zhang Heng didn't care as much about training his spirit as he did about his skills. After all, this sort of thing sounded very mysterious. It was far less intuitive and practical than the changes in skill levels. In addition, Zhang Heng was also different from ordinary people; he had lost most of his emotions, so he was naturally resistant to all kinds of negative emotions. As a result, he did not even need to train or study to be able to maintain his composure in times of crisis.

This way, the mental training would not be of much use to him.

However, Feng Zi seemed to be particularly persistent on this matter. He took a sip of his beer and said, "Haven't you ever thought about finding those lost emotions one day? Have you ever thought about how to fight in that state?"