Chapter 636: Everything Will Be Fine

Chapter 636 Everything Will Be Fine

Zhang Heng didn't follow the owner's suggestion. It wasn't his goal to come here to win all the prizes that all those booths had to offer. The money spent would be used to bring joy to him and Asuka Hayase. Instead of relying on winning prizes to become rich, it was better to buy a ranch in the west and raise cattle on it.

Asuka Hayase may not have much use for the USB flash drive and Mi Band, but the joy of hitting the jackpot was enough to keep her excited the whole night. Such was the kind of feeling that motivated thousands of players to spend huge sums of money on their gacha games. After that, Zhang Heng sent Asuka Hayase, whose legs had gone weak from excessive shopping, back to the international student dormitory. He then looked at his watch. It was 10:30 at night, and there was still an hour and a half before midnight struck.

After that, Zhang Heng found a place without cameras and parked his Polo by the roadside. He then went to a nearby convenience store to buy a bottle of Pocari Sweat. Due to the extra 24 hours that he had, his fitness level was also doubled. Although it had only been half a year, the hard work that he put in to strengthen himself had started bearing fruits. After taking off his clothes, his abdominal and chest muscles could be seen popping up. He began to pay attention to his diet, too-excess calories

still better to go on a low-calorie regime. To achieve that, he tried his best not to consume any cola, even if it was a Coke Zero. Fried and oily foods were out of the question as well.

After Zhang Heng settled the bill, he returned to the car and sent Fan Meinan a text.

(Where are you?]

After a good while, Fan Meinan finally replied.

(I got a sudden stomachache right before I went out.]

(Where do you live? I'll bring you some medicine.]

[Ah! Trying to trick me into giving you my address? Then, you will provide an excuse that you need to take care of me, and come knocking on my door in the middle of the night. Then, when I'm feeling weak and need someone to be my side, you will nurse me with medicine. From there, you plan to conquer my body, right?]

Fan Meinan, on the other side of the line, became instantly alerted.

[...]

Zhang Heng sent an ellipsis as a reply to her.

(Just give up. I won't give let you do that to me. I will arrive on time.]

[See you then.)

Zhang Heng put away the phone and drove his Polo to the nearby McDonalds.

Fan Meinan arrived on time at 11:07. Her face looked a little pale, and she was panting. Putting down her backpack on the table, she plopped down on the stool opposite Zhang Heng. "Hey, here are all the game items that you temporarily put in my place."

"Thank you." Zhang Heng did not open the backpack, directly placing it on the seat beside him.

The game items in the bag came from the players he killed while rescuing Fan Meinan more than a month ago. And this time, Zhang Heng had sold everything that he could sell to recast the (Ordinary Katana). He spent all his points, but he also sold the items that he did not need. In the end, he was still short of around seven hundred game points. With the 100 over points that he earned in the previous game, he should clear his debt.

After that, he just needed to wait and see what changes would happen to the (Ordinary Katana) after the recasting. If it got upgraded from its F-Grade to a measly E-Grade, he would have to find some time to kill the swordsmith.

But now, he was more concerned about other things.

Zhang Heng looked at Fan Meinan. "What are you up to during this time?" he asked. "Why do you reply to me slower and slower after I send you a message?"

"Huh? I usually have my own things to do. I'm sorry that I can't be the 'honey' that comes to you every time you summon me. Isn't there a rich woman and a cute Japanese student accompanying you?" Fan Meinan curled her lips as she bemoaned, "Ah, you have been here for so long, and you didn't even order any food. Why hasn't the waiter chased you out yet?"

"I ordered a single set meal for the vagrants nearby, and I have ordered something for myself to take away later," replied Zhang Heng. "What do you want to eat? I can treat you to whatever you want to eat." "Sounds good to me." Fan Meinan then blurted in satisfaction, "Thank you, boss," she turned to look at the menu that wasn't far away and squinted for a bit. She then retracted her gaze and sighed, "Forget it. It's almost midnight. I don't want to become fat."

"You are already thinner than when we first met."

Zhang Heng still remembered when Fan Mei had put on men's clothing to transform herself into Ma Wei, attempting to play a prank on him. Unfortunately, they ran into Zavilcha, and Zhang Heng had to carry her for a while in the school. Fan Meinan was taller than her counterparts, standing at a lanky 170cm. Nonetheless, she weighed less than 90 pounds. And now, she looked to be only about 80 pounds. She was not supposed to be this thin. Perhaps she had eaten something wrong, and it caused her to lose some weight. Even though Fan Meinan was as rude as ever when she spoke in WeChat, she looked a little weak when Zhang Heng met her in person. After a while, he noticed a band-aid stuck to the back of Fan Meinan's hand. The girl subconsciously retracted her hand when she saw Zhang Heng staring at it and tried to explain herself. "I accidentally cut my hand while cutting fruits."

"You use the back of your hand to hold fruits when you cut them?"

Only

"What the heck? Have you just completed a quest where you played detective? Since when did your observation skills become so good?" Fan Meinan exclaimed with raised eyebrows. "Did no one tell you that you don't have to speak up all the time even if you noticed something wrong?"

"You look a little embarrassed."

"Every dog has its day. Your rich woman almost died in her dream last time. This is the truth of life. And can you ask her to take back the Lexus she gave me? Well, I didn't know that maintaining a luxury car is so expensive. I can't afford it with my meager salary," Fan Meinan sighed.

"As I said before, you helped me last time. If you have any trouble this time, you can ask me to help you." Zhang Heng looked into Fan Meinan's eyes.

"......."

"Thanks, but you can't help much with this matter. I still have to do it myself," replied Fan Meinan. "You should prepare for your proxy war. You'd better pray you don't encounter me there. If you run into me, I will make you suffer. By the way, you are so damn mysterious all the time. Who do you work for?"

"I thought I had found the answer before, but now I am a bit unsure." Zhang Heng replied.

He was sure that the old man in the Tang suit was Kronos, but the real question was his true identity was still unsure. His emotions were slowly disappearing. What did the expedition to Greenland seventeen years ago have anything to do with him? And why did Kronos approach him? Without getting answers to these questions, Zhang Heng could not determine whether the old man in Tang suit was a friend or foe, nor did he know what the latter's plan was. He had a faint hunch that Kronos hoped that the extra time that he granted in the games could accelerate the disappearance of his emotions. However, he was unsure of what the consequences of that would be. "It seems that each of us has our own worries," said Fan Meinan with both of her hands put into her pockets. After hesitated for a while, she took out her hands again and held Zhang Heng's hand on the table. She then looked at him and said softly, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."