"You want to play the game again?"
Zhang Heng nodded, "Maybe I can help you pass the level."
"I know you want that B-level prop, but... with all due respect, although Lego is just a toy, it's so damn difficult to put together!" The handsome man sighed, "Even people with extraordinary talents can't. You may become a Lego master in just three days, not to mention we still have many side tasks to do, so there won’t actually be much time for you to practice your skills.”
"Anyway, as you said before, your remaining times will be wasted if you don't use them. Why don't we try again."
"If you insist..." The handsome man shrugged.
Zhang Heng glanced at the starfish in his hand, "The time is now 11:15 pm. I'm going to make some preparations and wait until 11:58 before sending me an email."
"Okay, what are you going to do to prepare?"
"Look at the Lego instructions."
"…………"
Although there is no time limit in the Master Builder dungeon, you can actually move freely for only three days, because the world will be destroyed once the three days are up. But Zhang Heng is different. He noticed that the time flow rate of this dungeon is 480, which means If you include his 24 hours of inactivity, his active time can reach an astonishing 483 days, which is enough time for him to improve his Lego assembly skills to a considerable level.
In fact, under normal circumstances, even extremely enthusiastic Lego enthusiasts would not spend more than a year assembling Lego day and night. Although Zhang Heng has extra game time, it does not mean that he likes playing Lego for 483 days, not to mention that he has to live in a city built with Lego. However, for a B-level game prop, these difficulties It can all be overcome. After all, he survived the 520 days he spent alone on a desert island.
Zhang Heng used the remaining time to search the Internet for assembly techniques of Lego bricks, and then found a few short videos to watch, which gave him a clearer understanding of the level of the top players in the Lego world.
Then at 11:58, the beautiful man sent a new email on time. Zhang Heng closed other web pages and clicked on the link behind the email.
When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the South Station again. It still had the same Lego roof, the same bakery and electronic signs, but the difference was that this time the beautiful man returned to her normal dress, wearing a pair of jeans. and tracksuits, and a Dodgers baseball cap.
Since she no longer goes home, she doesn't dress like she did in high school.
"How do you read the manual?"
"It's not bad. I just learned that they also launched the Overwatch series."
"...Forget it, let's just show you how difficult this dungeon is." The handsome man sighed, "Follow me, and I'll take you to complete the first side mission."
“Don’t we have to go to Starbucks and find that bald guy?”
"Don't worry about him, that guy is like chewing gum. Even if you don't want to see him, he will appear in front of you on time. In fact, we should have been targeted by him when we showed up at the train station, but it will take him It takes some time to make sure that we are the chosen ones before they come to chat with us."
The handsome man was already walking towards the subway entrance as he said, "Let's go, it's faster to take the subway where we want to go."
Half an hour later, the two of them arrived outside a bar called Metal Rose. Because it was not evening yet, there seemed to be no one in the bar.
When the two came to the door, the handsome man knocked on the glass door. After a while, a man came from behind and said through the glass, "Sorry, we don't open until 6 o'clock."
"It doesn't matter, we're not here to eat." The handsome man said, "We're here to see the Demon Butcher."
"Does anyone really call him such a shameful name?" Zhang Heng asked.
The waiter at the door also shook his head and said, "The name sounds very middle-class. You should go to the animation city next door."
"No, I'm pretty sure he's here." The handsome man said, "Tell him that the chosen one has appeared."
When the waiter heard this, his expression immediately changed and he said, "Wait a moment."
After less than two minutes, he came back again, his tone became much more respectful, "The Demon Slayer said please prove that you are the chosen one first."
"I was stuck at this link when I first came here." The beautiful man said to Zhang Heng. However, with her previous experience, she has become familiar with the road. She easily dismantled the flower beds and bicycles on the roadside and assembled them into a motorcycle. car.
During this period, the waiter had been looking at the timer in his hand. When the beautiful man finished her work, he also pressed the timer, "3 minutes and 24 seconds, not bad." Then he turned his attention to Zhang Heng "What about you?"
"Am I coming too?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Theoretically, one person can prove your identity, but the Demon Slayer hopes to see your respective potential." The waiter said.
"Okay." Zhang Heng glanced around to see if there were any usable parts, and then squatted down. It took him less than two minutes to complete the assembly, allowing him to assemble it in less than two minutes. The waiter behind the glass door was shocked.
But when he saw Zhang Heng's masterpiece, he didn't say anything for a long time.
"...What the hell is this? A baguette with a fish tail? What were you doing before, an abstract artist or a performance artist?"
"Actually, this is a sword, and the fish tail is the guard." Zhang Heng said.
"Uh... I'm not imaginative enough, but it doesn't matter. We already have the chosen one here, so just treat it as a buy-one-get-one-free deal." The waiter finally opened the bar. Gate, "Are you looking for the Master Builder Demon Slayer? Congratulations, you have found one, I am it."
The waiter puffed up his chest when he spoke, but unfortunately he didn't get any surprised looks.
"Even after watching the most surprising suspense movie a few times, it's hard to find anything new again," the handsome man said.
"Are all construction masters in this world so arrogant?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Of course not." A serious voice said, "I'm not that kind of person."
The bald man appeared from behind Zhang Heng and the beautiful man at some point, like a ghost, looking at the two of them with piercing eyes, "I finally found you, the chosen ones. The survival of the world rests on your shoulders." superior."
"Mobile arsenal?" The waiter frowned, "I thought you died three years ago, but I didn't expect you to still be alive."
"Master builders don't die so easily," the bald man said calmly, but then added, "Of course, except for those who die."
