Chapter 594 - Being Serious (2/2)

“There is a C-level item among it, which is very valuable. If you put it up for auction, it can go for 2,000 to 3,000 game points. However, if you mortgage it, you’ll probably get 1,600 points. The other game items can be sold for around seven to eight hundred game points each.”

Zhang Heng now had 1,000 game points with him. Besides, he had killed a small team of players because of Han Lu’s affairs. The items that he got from them were placed at Fan Meinan’s place temporarily, and it should be enough if he added the value of those.

“I guess I have to wait a while before I earn those final seven hundred game points,” Zhang Heng said.

“No problem. Anyway, it takes almost a month to cast the blade. You can pay the balance after it is done.” It was rare that the bartender actually said something right. It was probably because she was not the one earning that money.

“Thank you,” Zhang Heng said. When he was about to leave the game checkpoint, the bartender smiled and said, “Since you are here, have a drink first.”

After finis.h.i.+ng talking, she made a gla.s.s of Martini as quickly as possible for Zhang Heng. This time, he did not mess around.

Zhang Heng sat down in front of the bar, “You look happy. Did something good happen to you recently?”

“Hmm, you are right,” the bartender smiled slyly. “Have I told you that I’ve been waiting for someone? Recently, I received news that that person is coming back soon.”

“Who? Is this person your fiancé?” Zhang Heng took a sip of Martini and asked.

“He is much more important than my fiancé!”

This was Zhang Heng’s first time seeing the bartender so excited. She looked like one of those female fans obsessed with their internet idols. She was basically wors.h.i.+pping the person. “He is my master, my belief, and the meaning of my existence!”

“Sounds like a powerful man… Is he the master behind this game?” Zhang Heng guessed.

“No, he doesn’t have much interest in games or anything. He is the real thing. That’s why I admire him so much,” the bartender gushed.

“That must be a pretty cool guy,” Zhang Heng figured that the man that the bartender was waiting for was not a human being. The person was at least on the same level as the old man in the Tang suit and the Einstein that he met. Since the bartender refused to elaborate on the matter, Zhang Heng didn’t pursue the matter. He then drank down the Martini in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and put the empty gla.s.s on the table, “In that case, I wish you good luck.”

“Good luck to you too,” replied the bartender. “I got news that the proxy war will start in at most half a month. Your showtime is coming.”