Weishengan is as reassuring as ever, and calls are still answered in seconds.
"Is there another problem?" The voice was also lazy as usual.
Cheng Ye laughed: "That's not true, I just set up the teleportation point."
Wei Sheng'an understood immediately: "Let me see if your bed still smells black."
Cheng Ye smiled: "Yeah, let's see if they can coexist."
There was a thin voice on the other end of the phone. It sounded like Wei Sheng'an stood up from the sofa. He slowly walked to Cheng Ye's room and opened the door: "Well, I'm taking the risk."
Hearing the answer, Cheng Ye didn't know whether to be happy or happy for a moment.
The teleport point has not been reset and can coexist.
This means that the role of the Museum of Dead Things is more powerful than he imagined.
But wouldn't his bed always be smelling black?
Forget it, when this copy is over, he will go back and change his bed.
Cheng Ye and Wei Sheng'an chatted casually for a few words and then hung up the phone.
Next, just let Wang Wu and the others enter the Museum of Dead Things.
Cheng Ye simply cleaned up the dusty ground, and then found that it seemed that it could not be swept away. The dust seemed to come from the museum of dead objects. It was impossible to clean it manually, so he had to give up.
He called a again and asked about the recent situation. It seemed that several tourists came to visit every day, and of course they all became exhibits as expected.
Because the event day has not yet arrived, the energy of the Museum of Dead Things is difficult to maintain at around 4,000.
It is a state of being alive, but also about to die.
Because Wang Wu and his family might have to live here permanently in the future, Cheng Ye tidied up his bedroom again.
After all, there are no other bedrooms in the Museum of Dead Things.
After finishing all this, Cheng Ye looked at the still gray museum and sighed.
Forget it, its tone is like this, Wang Wu can only dress it up on his own.
Cheng Ye opened the curator panel and began to set up the invitation letter.
You can set up three invitation cards every day. This function feels as incredible as being able to set up a teleportation point every seven days.
Three a day, that’s ninety a month, and a thousand and ninety-five a year!
He only needs a short year to form an army in the Museum of Dead Things...
Of course, he was just thinking.
After all, although the invitation letter said that it would not become an exhibit, it still had a prerequisite.
Who knows if something unexpected will happen.
Cheng Ye always felt that there might be a trap here that he hadn't thought of yet, but it was okay to be careful and take advantage of it first.
After all, it is a rule-based prop, so some dangers are reasonable.
All things are interdependent, just like an elephant being bitten to death by ants.
Cheng Ye took some time to deal with everything and then tried to return directly to the main city.
Because two teleportation points were set up, there are now two dark doors in his bedroom, one leading to the main city and the other to Daxing.
But.
It's also expected.
[Failed to open, an unknown error occurred, please try again. 】
[Failed to open, an unknown error occurred, please try again. 】
[Failed to open, an unknown error occurred, please try again. 】
...
Cheng Ye tried several times and got the same answer.
He could not open the door to the main city.
It was like something locked the door tightly.
[Purgatory mode does not allow you to exit midway. Players are asked to play the game carefully and not to take chances. 】
The system's announcement suddenly sounded. For some reason, Cheng Ye felt colder than before when he heard the sound this time.
It was as if... it was said through gritted teeth.
It seems that I got the rules-based props, which made the system very angry.
However, it seems that the system did not take any action to resist.
Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Is it because of... the rules?
Everything must follow rules, just like how everything in the world operates, they all follow certain rules.
And the system cannot resist the rules.
It is a prop that I obtained legitimately, and it cannot be taken back directly.
There was a faint smile on Cheng Ye's face. This prop has shown so far that it has exceeded the capabilities of the current game process.
In other words, this item is over the top and should be something that only exists later in the game.
But now, I got it...
According to the system's long-term targeting of him, Cheng Ye felt that he would definitely encounter a copy next, hiding a trap to recover this item.
The game is definitely not so kind, letting itself exceed the standard in vain without taking any measures.
It seems that I have to be more careful in the future.
Except for the official copy once a month, there are no copies for the time being.
Well... Let's talk about love first...
…
A few minutes later, Cheng Ye returned to Daxing Palace.
He walked out of the prison with the token and walked towards Wang Wu's courtyard.
One day ago, Wang Wu came to him and said that Wang was willing to enter the unknown world with him.
After all, it was a matter between the couple. Since they both agreed, Cheng Ye had no objection.
He carefully explained some things that needed attention, and after making sure that Wang Wu understood everything, he made an appointment to enter today.
After arriving at Wang Wu's courtyard, he found that Chu Yue, Ah Hui and others were also there.
Xiao Ming and Fatty didn't know what game they were playing. All in all, Fatty was the one being played.
There is so much joy in the courtyard.
When Wang Wu saw Cheng Ye, his expression was calm: "Have you set everything up?"
Cheng Ye nodded: "Yes, you can enter."
"Let's go and embark on a new journey." Wang Wu happily picked up the child on the ground.
Wang was as gentle as ever. She stood beside Wang Wu and politely thanked Cheng Ye: "Thank you for allowing our family to continue to reunite."
Cheng Ye was a little embarrassed to be told that. After all, the Museum of Dead Things was not a good place to go.
It's so eerie that if you stay there for a long time, you'll become mentally ill, and there's a risk of it becoming an exhibit.
"Are you sure you have memorized all the taboos?" Cheng Ye confirmed with Wang Wu.
Wang Wu smiled and said: "Remember it, remember it. Both ears have remembered it, so don't worry."
Regarding the dangers of the museum of dead objects, Wang Wu could be said to have kept them in mind.
He knew that there was no difference between that place and a prison, but he also knew that the Museum of Dead Things was going to hold an event next, and Cheng Ye didn't have anyone handy for the time being.
He wanted to try it.
Anyway, idle time is idle, he is best at starting a business (part-time job) and so on.
Cheng Ye was amused by Wang Wu's relaxed tone. This may be Wang Wu's characteristic, he is easy-going and consistent.
Cheng Ye led everyone to the Museum of Dead Things.
Originally, only Wang Wu and his family went in, but Xiao Ming insisted on going in together, so the four of them turned into a large group and walked toward the teleportation point.
Fortunately, on the night of the night trip with Chu Yue, Cheng Ye sent invitation letters to Chu Yue and Ah Hui, otherwise they would not be able to get in.
