Jiang Chenchuan followed Mo Sang. He heard the roar coming from the ground, stopped and looked down. There seemed to be something more terrifying hidden in the bottomless depths.
Capital Museum of England.
He seemed to have never really understood this place, but the dangers recorded in the employee rules seemed to be just the tip of the mysterious iceberg.
When he arrived at the office belonging to the processor Mo Sang, the elegant scent of perfume surrounded his nose. It could be seen that Mo Sang still had a certain pursuit of life. He opened the curtains and looked at the darkness outside the window, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Sit down first, wait for me."
After silence, he only left these words, then turned and walked out.
There was a guard passing by the door. The footsteps sounded from near to far, and there were also some small movements mixed in, which seemed to have nothing to do with the guard.
Jiang Chenchuan turned his head and saw Yulia standing outside the door, with a worried look in his eyes, and said with his mouth:
Mr. Ewell, are you okay?
"It's okay, just wait for me in the office."
Jiang Chenchuan replied.
Yulia nodded after receiving the reply. Although she didn't know why Mo Sang suddenly came to Jiang Chenchuan, it shouldn't be a big deal in the museum.
The lights above the head continued to extend, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing. Jiang Chenchuan, who had nothing to do, observed Mo Sang's office. The desktop was neat and tidy, without any unnecessary items.
On the right side of the desk and chair, there is a sharp sword, and there is a pair of armor next to it. It looks somewhat similar to the uniform of the escort, which probably represents authority and protection.
There is a huge portrait hanging on the wall on the left, which looks like a distant view of a certain city. As long as you look at it for a long time, you will be overwhelmed by its magnificence.
"This is a replica of a relic. I asked an alchemist who can draw to make it based on the real thing. Although it is not harmful, it is not suitable for looking at too much. It is still to slightly affect the mind."
Mo Sang came back for unknown reasons, holding a tray and crystal ball in his hand, which he placed on the desk.
Returning to his seat, he pointed at the crystal ball in front of him with an inquiring gaze. Jiang Chenchuan recognized it at a glance. It was a relic from the awakening test in the data room.
"I've heard a little bit about your recent situation. The last report of the third team's recovery of the clown seemed very thrilling. I've been trying to find you, but there's been no chance. Ivel, you haven't come to work in the museum for a while. , if you don’t show up, I really thought you were going to disappear.”
Mo Sang's tone was very relaxed, like an ordinary daily inquiry, but Jiang Chenchuan was keenly aware of the vigilance hidden behind the relaxation.
"I have some personal matters, sorry."
Jiang Chenchuan sat down opposite Mo Sang, looked at the crystal ball in front of him, and roughly knew what he was going to do.
"It doesn't matter, let's try it, Yvel?"
Mo Sang pointed at the crystal ball in front of him. His sequence could no longer be concealed. Fortunately, he was a dual-sequence and could use countless reasons to explain his changes.
Otherwise, if the miracle of resurrection from the dead is discovered in this world, it will bring chaos.
Seeing the crystal ball shining with two different lights, Mo Sang's expression was a little subtle, and even the way he looked at Jiang Chenchuan was a little different from just now.
"you……"
"What's wrong? Minister."
Jiang Chenchuan answered knowingly.
"It's okay, you can go back first."
Probably to clear up his complicated heart, Mo Sang waved his hand and asked Jiang Chenchuan to leave. As soon as Jiang Chenchuan walked to the door, he heard a voice coming from inside:
"Evel, leave your work ID."
Jiang Chenchuan didn't say anything more, turned around and put his work permit on the table.
After successfully dispelling the suspicion, Jiang Chenchuan still wanted to go find Yulia. Previously, there were only speculations about Barras' ability, and he needed to see specific reports before he could get the real answer.
The medical department is different from other departments. The lights are brightly lit all night and almost all doctors are there.
On duty 24 hours a day, Yulia leaned back in her chair, looking very tired. She lowered her head and looked at the scars on her hands, wondering what she was thinking in her mind.
"Is the report out?"
Jiang Chenchuan walked in. Yulia, who had her back turned to him, did not answer. She just kept her head lowered and remained motionless.
"Yuliya?"
Jiang Chenchuan was a little confused. Before his outstretched hand touched Yulia's shoulder, he saw her figure tilt and fall directly to the side.
"Julia Decavo!"
With an exclamation, Jiang Chenchuan strode forward and caught Yulia who was about to fall. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, her lips had almost no other color, and she seemed to be in pain.
This is how curses gradually drive people to death in pain and struggle.
"Yuliya, wake up!"
Seeing that she could no longer sense outside sounds, Jiang Chenchuan supported her body and lifted her collar. It could be clearly seen that the scars had almost spread, and a strange smell came up, with a slight smell. rot.
Time has been dragging on for too long. Even the museum's medical department has no good solution to this curse. Jiang Chenchuan barely delayed and hugged him sideways.
Jiang Chenchuan followed Mo Sang. He heard the roar coming from the ground, stopped and looked down. There seemed to be something more terrifying hidden in the bottomless depths.
Capital Museum of England.
He seemed to have never really understood this place, but the dangers recorded in the employee regulations seemed to be just the tip of the mysterious iceberg.
When he arrived at the office belonging to the processor Mo Sang, the elegant scent of perfume surrounded his nose. It could be seen that Mo Sang still had a certain pursuit of life. He opened the curtains and looked at the darkness outside the window, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Sit down first, wait for me."
After silence, he only left these words, then turned and walked out.
There was a guard passing by the door. The footsteps sounded from near to far, and there were also some small movements mixed in, which seemed to have nothing to do with the guard.
Jiang Chenchuan turned his head and saw Yulia standing outside the door, with a worried look in his eyes, and said with his mouth:
Mr. Ewell, are you okay?
"It's okay, just wait for me in the office."
Jiang Chenchuan replied.
Yulia nodded after receiving the reply. Although she didn't know why Mo Sang suddenly came to Jiang Chenchuan, it shouldn't be a big deal in the museum.
The lights above the head continued to extend, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing. Jiang Chenchuan, who had nothing to do, observed Mo Sang's office. The desktop was neat and tidy, without any unnecessary items.
On the right side of the desk and chair, there is a sharp sword, and there is a pair of armor next to it. It looks somewhat similar to the uniform of the escort, which probably represents authority and protection.
There is a huge portrait hanging on the wall on the left, which looks like a distant view of a certain city. As long as you look at it for a long time, you will be overwhelmed by its magnificence.
"This is a replica of a relic. I asked an alchemist who can draw to make it based on the real thing. Although it is not harmful, it is not suitable for looking at too much. It is still to slightly affect the mind."
Mo Sang came back for unknown reasons, holding a tray and crystal ball in his hand, which he placed on the desk.
Returning to his seat, he pointed at the crystal ball in front of him with an inquiring gaze. Jiang Chenchuan recognized it at a glance. It was a relic from the awakening test in the data room.
"I've heard a little bit about your recent situation. The last report of the third team's recovery of the clown seemed very thrilling. I've been trying to find you, but there's been no chance. Ivel, you haven't come to work in the museum for a while. , if you don’t show up, I really thought you were going to disappear.”
Mo Sang's tone was very relaxed, like an ordinary daily inquiry, but Jiang Chenchuan was keenly aware of the vigilance hidden behind the relaxation.
"I have some personal matters, sorry."
Jiang Chenchuan sat down opposite Mo Sang, looked at the crystal ball in front of him, and also
Probably knew what he was going to do.
"It doesn't matter, let's try it, Yvel?"
Mo Sang pointed at the crystal ball in front of him. His sequence could no longer be concealed. Fortunately, he was a dual-sequence and could use countless reasons to explain his changes.
Otherwise, if the miracle of resurrection from the dead is discovered in this world, it will bring chaos.
Seeing the crystal ball shining with two different lights, Mo Sang's expression was a little subtle, and even the way he looked at Jiang Chenchuan was a little different from just now.
"you……"
"What's wrong? Minister."
Jiang Chenchuan answered knowingly.
"It's okay, you can go back first."
Probably to clear up his complicated heart, Mo Sang waved his hand and asked Jiang Chenchuan to leave. As soon as Jiang Chenchuan walked to the door, he heard a voice coming from inside:
"Evel, leave your work ID."
Jiang Chenchuan didn't say anything more, turned around and put his work permit on the table.
After successfully dispelling the suspicion, Jiang Chenchuan still wanted to go find Yulia. Previously, there were only speculations about Barras' ability, and he needed to see specific reports before he could get the real answer.
The medical department is different from other departments. The lights are brightly lit all night, and almost all doctors are on duty 24 hours a day. Yulia leaned back in the chair, her face looked very tired, she lowered her head and looked at the scars on her hands. , I don’t know what I am thinking in my mind.
"Is the report out?"
Jiang Chenchuan walked in. Yulia, who had her back turned to him, did not answer. She just kept her head lowered and remained motionless.
"Yuliya?"
Jiang Chenchuan was a little confused. Before his outstretched hand touched Yulia's shoulder, he saw her figure tilt and fall directly to the side.
"Julia Decavo!"
With an exclamation, Jiang Chenchuan strode forward and caught Yulia who was about to fall. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, her lips had almost no other color, and she seemed to be in pain.
This is how curses gradually drive people to death in pain and struggle.
"Yuliya, wake up!"
Seeing that she could no longer sense outside sounds, Jiang Chenchuan supported her body and lifted her collar. It could be clearly seen that the scars had almost spread, and a strange smell came up, with a slight smell. rot.
Time has been dragging on for too long. Even the museum's medical department has no good solution to this curse. Jiang Chenchuan barely delayed and hugged him sideways.
Jiang Chenchuan followed Mo Sang. He heard the roar coming from the ground, stopped and looked down. There seemed to be something more terrifying hidden in the bottomless depths.
Capital Museum of England.
He seemed to have never really understood this place, but the dangers recorded in the employee regulations seemed to be just the tip of the mysterious iceberg.
When he arrived at the office belonging to the processor Mo Sang, the elegant scent of perfume surrounded his nose. It could be seen that Mo Sang still had a certain pursuit of life. He opened the curtains and looked at the darkness outside the window, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Sit down first, wait for me."
After silence, he only left these words, then turned and walked out.
There was a guard passing by the door. The footsteps sounded from near to far, and there were also some small movements mixed in, which seemed to have nothing to do with the guard.
Jiang Chenchuan turned his head and saw Yulia standing outside the door, with a worried look in his eyes, and said with his mouth:
Mr. Ewell, are you okay?
"It's okay, just wait for me in the office."
Jiang Chenchuan replied.
Yulia nodded after receiving the reply. Although she didn't know why Mo Sang suddenly came to Jiang Chenchuan, it shouldn't be a big deal in the museum.
The lights above the head continued to extend, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing. Jiang Chenchuan, who had nothing to do, observed Mo Sang's office. The desktop was neat and tidy, without any unnecessary items.
On the right side of the office desk and chair, there is a
There is a sharp sword, and there is a pair of armor next to it. It looks somewhat similar to the uniform of the escort, which probably represents authority and protection.
There is a huge portrait hanging on the wall on the left, which looks like a distant view of a certain city. As long as you look at it for a long time, you will be overwhelmed by its magnificence.
"This is a replica of a relic. I asked an alchemist who can draw to make it based on the real thing. Although it is not harmful, it is not suitable for looking at too much. It is still to slightly affect the mind."
Mo Sang came back for unknown reasons, holding a tray and crystal ball in his hand, which he placed on the desk.
Returning to his seat, he pointed at the crystal ball in front of him with an inquiring gaze. Jiang Chenchuan recognized it at a glance. It was a relic from the awakening test in the data room.
"I've heard a little bit about your recent situation. The last report of the third team's recovery of the clown seemed very thrilling. I've been trying to find you, but there's been no chance. Ivel, you haven't come to work in the museum for a while. , if you don’t show up, I really thought you were going to disappear.”
Mo Sang's tone was very relaxed, like an ordinary daily inquiry, but Jiang Chenchuan was keenly aware of the vigilance hidden behind the relaxation.
"I have some personal matters, sorry."
Jiang Chenchuan sat down opposite Mo Sang, looked at the crystal ball in front of him, and roughly knew what he was going to do.
"It doesn't matter, let's try it, Yvel?"
Mo Sang pointed to the crystal ball in front of him. His sequence could no longer be concealed. Fortunately, he was a dual-sequence, and countless reasons could be used to explain his changes.
Otherwise, if the miracle of resurrection from the dead is discovered in this world, it will bring chaos.
