Chapter 4 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Hey, did you girls hear? A media senior girl lied to a freshman about an internship opportunity but when she arrived at the place, she found out that she had been tricked into drinking with other men. They even took naked pictures of her. Yesterday night, that senior’s dormmate suddenly disappeared. Her roommate said that she saw her go to bed. But she vanished just like that.”

“I heard that too! All the girls in Block Two are freaking out. They searched the entire campus but didn’t find her. Then the police called the school and asked the head of the university to go to the station. Apparently, someone sent all her dirt to the authorities. Among them were two pictures that had close shots on her. But, it seemed like the person in the picture did not realize that there was a camera in front of her. This is just weird.”

“Speaking of weird, isn’t the Wumart twelve o’clock legend even scarier?”

“What twelve o’clock legend?”

“How can you not know about that? It has been spreading around the campus like a wildfire! Every Monday, exactly at midnight, a bottle of Nescafe coffee would go missing at that Wumart near the library, and every time, there would be exactly 4.50 yuan in the cash register. The two cashiers who work there are scared to death! When they looked at the surveillance videos, the coffee just vanished in split seconds. There was no one in the videos.”

“Wow! Just hearing the story gives me the chills.”

A group of girls chatted as they passed by Zhang Heng who was fussing with a newly acquired Sony compact camera.

For a month now, since he found out that he had extra twenty-four hours, he had been experimenting and got the hang of this newfound ability.

That media senior incident was just something he came across. He was just merely trying his hand.

If he prepared well, he could incite World War III1 if he wanted to.

Of course, doing that would not benefit him in any way.

Other than that, he could also walk down the street with a fire axe and hack away at all the ATMs. He could become a Top 100 millionaire overnight! He could also just steal one yuan from every person’s wallet, and earn twenty million while inflicting the smallest impact.

But for the time being, he had no need in this regard.

To a sophomore, thirty-thousand yuan allowance was more than enough. He would not know where to spend the extra money.

His family did not need financial support from him—forget about his parents that were focusing on their research in another country; his grandfather was the first batch of university students during the reintroduction of gaokao1 in 77. After graduation, he became a senior engineer of a water conservatory project. Now that he was retired, he had a pension and a retirement home with a courtyard where he planted his own crops and play chess. He was currently very contented with his life.

As a matter of fact, now that he was familiar with his abilities, Zhang Heng did not need to break the law to earn money.

Take his recent participation in the photography club, for example. Next month, a major photography competition with the theme ‘city impression’ was taking place. The senior in charge managed to find pretty good sponsorships, so the first place winner would be getting five thousand yuan and a Canon EF 17-40mm f/4L wide-angle zoom lens, and the second and third place winner would be getting three thousand yuan each along with some prizes.

Having joined the club late, Zhang Heng had only been to two classes and one seminar. He was still heavily reliant on the internet to learn. His progress was currently only at composition and exposure. During Zhang Heng’s private twenty-four hours, everyone would be standing still for him to take pictures of them. To an ordinary photographer, it was a golden opportunity. Without any editing, the pictures of all those frozen moments were enough to touch someone’s heart.

Since his skills were still insubstantial—he was still perplexed by color warmth and depth of field. But through his lens, the city had a certain unusual charm about it.