Fan Meinan took off the pair of copper rings from his and the sunglasses girl's hands, and threw them to Zhang Heng who came down from the second floor.
[Name: Oath Ring]
[Quality: F]
[Function: The wearer can be sensed by the other party if he violates the oath]
This F-quality prop was obtained by Zhang Heng from the coffee man in the last round of dungeons. The appraisal results came out in the afternoon, and this prop was just in use.
The conditions for using the [Oath Ring] are very simple. Just mix the blood of two people, write an oath on parchment, and then wear the ring on their hands. If one party violates the oath, the ring on the other party's hand will be destroyed. If it is hot, it will be felt. If you take off the ring, the oath will become invalid.
Styx is not just a goddess who lives in the underworld and controls the Styx River. She is also known as the goddess of oaths and hatred. As her agent, it is not too surprising that the coffee man holds this item.
Although the [Oath Ring] is only of F quality, it is actually quite useful. For example, after writing an oath not to lie, it can be used as a lie detector.
In addition, the identification result of the USB flash drive that Edward gave him has also come out. It is also only an F-quality prop. Its function is that the Internet IP can never be traced when it is plugged into the computer.
The two game props he got in this round of dungeons were both not very conspicuous, but quite practical.
However, there was no direct help in lifting the curse on Han Lu.
And the path of the girl in sunglasses, which he had placed his greatest hope on, has now been proven to be unworkable.
Fan Meinan looked a little nervous when she saw Zhang Heng pulling out a knife and walking towards the girl in sunglasses, and said, "She has told us everything she can..."
"Yes, so there is no point in keeping her." Zhang Heng used a knife to cut the rope on the sunglasses girl's hand.
The latter rubbed his wrist, glanced sideways at Zhang Heng, who was wearing a mask, and sensibly did not make any harsh words or threats, and walked out of the factory with his head lowered.
But just as she was about to reach the door, Fan Meinan said again, "You'd better not contact the White Horse Knight again."
"Why?" The girl in sunglasses stopped and asked in surprise.
"Because he can never reply to you."
"Hey, is this an early April Fool's Day joke?"
"I thought so too when I first saw it, but it was just a friendly reminder from my relatives."
The girl in sunglasses then seemed to understand something, her eyes stayed on Zhang Heng for another second, then she turned around and walked out of the old workshop without saying anything.
Fan Meinan's mood was a little low, but he still managed to cheer up, "Now we seem to be at the end of our rope. My sister doesn't have the solution to [Death Dream], and it will be difficult for us to find Seth in a short time. Sorry, Show you a dead end."
Zhang Heng shook his head, "You have already helped a lot this time. Leave the rest to me. I will tell her, let's go. I will drive you to your residence first."
…………
It was three o'clock in the morning when Zhang Heng returned to Han Lu's house, and only Han Lu's house in the entire community was still lit.
Zhang Heng knocked on the door, and it was Han Lu who opened the door. Music was still playing in the room. There were scattered cigarette butts everywhere on the floor, and an opened bottle of plum wine.
"Don't worry, I just drank too much coffee and tea. I change the taste occasionally and won't get myself drunk." Han Lu said.
"Where's the nanny?" Zhang Heng looked around the messy living room and asked.
"I gave her a sum of money and asked her to stay in a hotel, so... there are only two of us left tonight." Han Lu took out a puff of cigarette and put her hand on Zhang Heng's lips, "Shh! Don't tell me yet. Come and have a drink with me."
Zhang Heng closed the door and sat opposite Han Lu.
The latter took out a glass with Mount Fuji on the bottom and poured amber wine syrup into it.
Zhang Heng picked up the cup and took a sip. The freshness and sweetness of the fruit mixed with the strongness of the distilled liquor really gave people a different taste experience.
"How is it?" Han Lu asked.
"We found her."
"I'm not asking you how my business is, but how your wine is." Han Lu frowned and threw the half-smoked cigarette on the floor.
Zhang Heng took Han Lu's wine glass from her hand and said, "At least listen to me before you drink."
"No, I don't want to listen to you now." Han Lu shook her head. She tried twice and failed to take the wine glass away from Zhang Heng's hand, so she simply picked up the wine bottle on the side.
"We found her and asked her about things related to [Death Dream], she..."
Han Lu suddenly threw the wine bottle in her hand against the wall, interrupting Zhang Heng's words. Glass particles flew and wine pulp was spilled all over the wall. Han Lu said angrily, "I told you, the only thing I don't want to hear now is this." Something! Do you think I really don’t know? I knew the result from the moment I opened the door! Why can’t we pretend we don’t know anything and have a glass of wine quietly first!”
"Sorry." Zhang Heng said.
"No, I'm the one who should be sorry. It's impossible that I haven't thought about death at my age. I always thought I was brave, so if the God of Death stands in front of me one day, I can face him calmly. After walking through the last journey of my life, I want to maintain the last grace. This is very important to me, because we cannot defeat death, but at least we can retain dignity in the face of death. I don’t want to become what I am now. A shrew is hysterical... But until you really reach the last moment of your life, you have no idea what kind of mood you will have, right?"
"You have done a good job." Zhang Heng said.
"But I want to do more and still want to live. That's the problem... I don't want to die like this. I'm not willing to accept it. That's why I'm so angry and lost my temper." Han Lu said.
Zhang Heng was silent for a moment, "There is actually still time now... maybe I can look for another way to see if there are any other ways."
"You know, the worst part of this process is not the despair, but the expectation of being given hope first, and then watching the hope shattered. I don't want to experience something like this again." At this moment Han Lu looked extremely tired, like a traveler who had been trekking in the desert for several days without drinking a sip of water.
"That's it, that's it."
"Is there anything else you want to do last?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I originally planned to have sex with you, but then I changed my mind. What I lacked was never a man to have sex with. I can find men of various models and sizes with just a phone call... and what I really want is already It's impossible to have it." Han Lu shook her head and said, "The girl who was with us before..."
"Um?"
"She always looks like she doesn't care about anyone, just like I did when I was young, but I can see that she actually cares about you, but she doesn't want you to see it... In my experience, she Sooner or later you will be hurt by your own mentality."
Han Lu's hazy eyes suddenly became clear at this moment, as if she could see Zhang Heng's heart at a glance, "Because you don't have much emotion left in you, right?"
