After setting up the autopilot, Zhang Heng took out two bottles of red wine from the passenger cabin at the back and a box of sleeping pills that could help one sleep better during long-haul flights. He then poured a glass of red wine before popping a pill into the glass. Once the pill had dissolved, Zhang Heng handed the red wine to Han Lu in the cockpit.
Although the two were temporarily out of danger, Han Lu still seemed a little worried. She took the wine glass and asked, “Will the Self-Defense Forces send their men after us? And if they call the authorities, we will be arrested the moment we touch down at the airport. However, we can take advantage of diplomatic channels. I can find a few friends to contact the people at the embassy to see if they can help us… Earlier, I thought something bad happened to you. So, I notified Shen Xixi about this, and she should be on her way to Yonaguni Island now. Since we’ve left the island, we have to notify her to prevent her from getting into the dangerous situation…”
However, she was interrupted by Zhang Heng before she could finish.
“Those monsters have no intention to make things worse. They won’t call the police. As for our pursuers, they might come after us. But you don’t have to worry about them. They won’t be able to catch up with us. As for Shen Xixi, I will contact her to explain in person later… Hey, you’ve been through a lot today. It’s almost midnight. Why not take a nap after that glass of wine? We will talk about the rest when you wake up.”
“Alright.” Han Lu did not say no to Zhang Heng’s suggestion. Although she wanted to know why the enemies couldn’t able to catch up with them, Zhang Heng seemed completely unworried. Hence, she picked up the glass of wine and drank it. She then frowned, “Ugh… it appears the owner of this plane has no taste. The wine tastes weird. I think the liquor seller must’ve cheated him, and he bought a bottle of fake wine.”
“Let me open you another bottle,” Zhang Heng said as he took out another bottle of wine.
However, Han Lu shook her head, “It’s fine. I’m not in the mood to drink, and honestly, I’m not in the mood to sleep either.”
“You can lie down at least. Close your eyes, and take a nap,” Zhang Heng said.
Han Lu nodded. “Let me take a ten-minute nap. I still have lots of questions for you. When I wake up later, you must first tell me how you get rid of those monsters underwater and how you returned to the island…”
Han Lu walked to a small bed in the passenger cabin. Not too long after she laid down, she felt powerful drowsiness hit her. With a long yawn, her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
Zhang Heng got up and put a small blanket on her. He then looked at his watch again.
It was only less than half a minute before midnight. He would soon enter the world that stood still.
This was why Zhang Heng wasn’t worried that the enemies would come after them.
If Han Lu was not with him, Zhang Heng could have holed until midnight and left the island.
Han Lu vaguely heard an inexplicable but reassuring voice when she was half-asleep. It said, “Good night. Everything that happened before is just a nightmare. Everything will be fine when you wake up.”
She wanted to listen more, but her consciousness became more and more blurry. Seconds later, she finally fell asleep.
…
Han Lu did not know how long she slept, but she could feel she was lying on the bed.
And it wasn’t the small bed in the private airplane. She was now lying on a big bed, and the light was pouring into the room.
Was she at a hotel? Had they arrived in Naha? How did Zhang Heng convince the authorities to let them land at the airport? How did he got rid of the pursuit?
While thinking about those questions, her eyes suddenly popped wide open.
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That was because she realized that she was not in Naha. Instead, she had returned home, lying on her bed. Han Lu quickly grabbed the phone beside her bed, and the thing that surprised her the most was the time. It was June 13th, and less than six hours had passed since they left Yonaguni Island.
Considering the distance between China and Japan, six hours were enough for them to fly home.
Then here came the question again. Zhang Heng did not have a flying license, and she could not explain where he got the airplane. In other words, flying back to China would only cause him more trouble. When Han Lu turned on the computer, she was relieved when she saw no news about a private airplane illegally entering the airport.
The Internet was no different from the past. The hot search was filled with news about different celebrities, new TV dramas, variety shows, and some sensational articles that were good enough to capture the readers’ attention. The world still looked the same.
While Han Lu walked into the living room, she saw a note on the coffee table.
[Thank you for the vacation. There is breakfast in the kitchen. I hope to explain what exactly happened on that island, but I’m still investigating the matter. Perhaps I shall wait until I find out about everything in the future before telling you the truth, even if the truth may not be what you want.]
Zhang Heng left his signature on the note.
Putting down the note, she walked into the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker.
She saw a bowl of douhua that had been kept warm and two freshly fried dough sticks.
At that time, Zhang Heng had gone to the lounge on the second floor of the bar.
Since it was almost dawn, there were no other players in the lounge. The bartender lady was so bored that she was playing with her mobile phone behind the bar.
Zhang Heng and the bartender lady had known each other for a long time. There was still something he did not understand about her.
According to the latter, she worked several jobs to make money. In other words, she was also working during the day. When Zhang Heng met the old man in the Tang suit for the first time, he saw her there too. At night, she would manage the game checkpoint.
Zhang Heng had never seen her getting sleepy. Although she did not seem particularly passionate about her job, she had never nodded off during work.
While Zhang Heng walked in from the front door, the bartender lady playing with her mobile phone seemed to have noticed something. Her nose moved twice as if she smelled something weird.
“Where have you been recently?”
“I went to Yonaguni Island. I spent some there with my friends.” Zhang Heng replied.
“Yonaguni Island… no wonder.”
The bartender lady seemed a little surprised by Zhang Heng’s reply. However, she had no intention to explain her reaction. She just nodded and said, “You came for the blade and the game item, right?”
Zhang Hen nodded. “Yes.”
Other than the Ordinary Blade sent for recasting, Zhang Heng had also asked the bartender lady to identify Heart of Kreis. It was time for him to claim them.
“Hmm.” The bartender turned around and took out one large and one small wooden box made of tule wood and placed them in front of Zhang Heng.
“Here are your game items. Which one do you want to see first?”
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