Sounds interesting. But innocent tourists may be made into exhibits just because they walked into this museum. Isn't this too pitiful?
It's not because of Cheng Ye's mother's heart, but because... wasn't he also drawn into the game? Isn't the game "Second World" like this museum?
However, the museum of dead objects is microscopic. Cheng Ye naturally felt that he had the same fate.
Him, them, those thousands of players who were inexplicably pulled into the game. Who doesn’t have relatives and friends and their own original life, but inexplicably suffered an unreasonable disaster?
Cheng Ye lowered his eyes, feeling a little sad. He always felt as if he was in a box. After the box is opened, it is still a box.
Layer after layer, like a matryoshka doll. He can never get out of himself and never know the real truth.
And this feeling of powerlessness was deeply engraved in his heart, as if he had already experienced despair once.
That kind of despair goes deep into my bones. Because Cheng Ye didn't speak for a long time, the museum became quiet again.
Ten employees stood lifelessly in front of him, as if they were emitting black energy all the time. They didn't understand why the curator suddenly stopped talking.
Weren't you still having a heated discussion with them about the event just now? What's going on with this inexplicable sadness?
"Is this a place that can connect to various...spaces?" Cheng Ye thought for a moment and asked. a is really good, Cheng Ye was still the one who answered.
"We don't know. We can indeed see people with different beliefs, different cultures, and different habits for a long time, but..." A was gentle and reasonable, which made people look a little distressed: "You know, we are part of the museum. At most, we can only Being able to walk to the edge of the museum.”
"Your current location is the center of the Museum of Dead Things, so the head part will be protected by the surrounding space. You can leave the museum and try to walk around, but we... can't do anything." a said so much for the first time. talk.
He revealed several key pieces of information. First, because they have in-depth contact with museums and exhibits all year round, they do know many hidden things that curators do not know.
Second, because of the rules, they can never leave the museum, so they are always loyal to the museum.
No, it should be said that it is against the rules. Three, he speculates that there will be new discoveries around and that the curator is not bound by rules.
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows and nodded gently towards a to express his gratitude. He is new here. Although he is the curator, he still relies on the staff for many things.
According to a, this museum is quite like a grocery store from another dimension. Can lead to various worlds.
"You be my agent." Cheng Ye said. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a wonderful experience.
How should I put it, it was as if something passed through his body, and vaguely, he seemed to be able to sense the existence of a.
That kind of existence is not seen or touched, but some kind of special induction. It's as if you know someone is watching you behind you even though you don't look back.
It's this strange experience. Cheng Ye's eyes lit up. Is this the so-called contract? As long as the words are spoken, they are protected by the rules. This is the museum's requirement for the curator.
Above ten thousand people, do what you say you will do? When a heard what Cheng Ye said, he had no reaction. He just smiled and said, "Okay curator, I will manage the museum seriously when you are away. You don't need to worry." Cheng Ye nodded, and with a's help, he It can also save a lot of things.
I'll go back and discuss with Wei Sheng'an and the others later on how to throw those bad guys into the museum.
"As for next month's activities, you guys should discuss it. Each of you will come up with a plan for a, and then a will summarize it and give me the final plan."
"I have a request. If the tourist who enters is a good person, don't sell him a ticket." I, who had never spoken much, suddenly said: "How to judge whether he is a good person?" Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment.
i continued: "It is his own choice for tourists to come here."
"We can't force them." Cheng Ye frowned slightly.
"You said, if good people are let go, then what kind of people can be called good people? To be honest, most people in this world are a mixture of good and bad."
"Everyone is a devil on one side and an angel on the other. All living beings are the same. There is no absolute good or absolute bad."
"The kind of people who are the most good or the most evil are actually a minority."
"Director, you are just like me when I first came here, but you have to understand that such things as fate are as if they are destined."
"It's very subtle, but it's your own choice. This choice may start to affect you from the first time you choose what to eat as an infant. Every decision in the future is based on the previous choice."
"So there are many things that you can't avoid and we can't avoid either. It's like fate."
"But actually, I chose it all by myself." i hadn't said much, and his sudden speech made Cheng Ye a little stunned.
The dark eyes stared deeply at i. He was quite right. He just took it upon himself and felt that it was an unreasonable disaster.
However, this is all your own choice. His entry into the game was forced, but the visitors were not.
"Don't worry, Director, we never use false news to lure tourists. Most of the people who come here have other purposes."
"Our prize pool is real."
"Gamblers have long been prepared to lose." A answered the words in a personable manner. Cheng Ye smiled softly and said nothing more. He nodded: "You are my agent, just make your decision."
"Then curator, let's discuss it first. If you have anything, you can contact us through the panel at any time. There is a call bell, and we will be at the headquarter in two minutes." Cheng Ye nodded: "Okay, let's go." Ten The staff slowly dispersed and walked out through different doors.
Only the little goblin and Cheng Ye were left in the hall. Cheng Ye stood there, looking at the desolate, dilapidated and gloomy workbench, and said, "I want to supplement the rules." This was the right given to him by the museum. He could supplement the rules without modifying the original rules.
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"How did he get that prop?"
"It was a mistake in the numbering. It should not have been allowed to go in the first place. It was the first batch of tests."
"Affected by the rules, we cannot go back on our word."
"But the current test has exceeded the originally planned process."
"The experiment will be interrupted. How will I explain to... then?"...
