Every once in a while, Yu Xing will encounter a node that makes him sigh about his luck.
Sometimes he really wonders whether the title of his persona jumps repeatedly between "lucky" and "unfortunate".
But now, when he saw the performance license disguised as a bird brooch, Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice and expressed his joy as the European Emperor. This was probably the most beneficial thing for him so far, besides the Qingqing Dream.
A sacrifice.
The Dead Island is full of ghosts, and even the plague bodies that symbolize NPCs have murderous intentions towards outsiders like them. In a pure force confrontation, even people with full status may not get much benefit, and even a
It is also common to be killed by ghosts without paying attention.
Therefore, in the early stage, sacrifices that allow them to quickly accumulate information and perfect tactics are the best.
The role-playing license was a sacrifice that Yu Xing received after finishing in the Hospital of Fear. Since Ye Qinyu couldn't use the sacrifice for his deduction during the qualification test, this was the first time he had the opportunity to use the license.
He knocked on the glass and said to the person in charge: "This is what I left on the island. I am very grateful to the art museum for storing it here and avoiding the fate of it being taken away by others. Can you return it to me now?"
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The person in charge may also be very interested in such things. Hearing this, he showed a subtle feeling of reluctance. However, the rules restricted him and determined that he could not own this brooch. He quickly came to his senses:
"Of course, I can tell if you lied. He is indeed yours. You can take it away."
After the words fell, the glass cabinet covering the brooch slowly opened. Yu Xing looked at the brooch a few times, and even mobilized the power of the curse in his body. After confirming that there was no harmful smell added to the brooch, he put the things away.
Picked it up.
As soon as the sacrifice that belonged to him was received, it was as if his brain was pricked by a needle. Certain pieces of information were arranged in his mind. This time, there was no systematic assistance, and the status of the sacrifice was unknown.
The control was entirely up to him. There was a strange and inexplicable sense of involvement that made him control the sacrifice deeper than usual, as if the bird brooch had become a part of his body.
Originally, the ability of such a sacrifice was to turn it into any certificate he wanted, which made it easier for him to shape his identity, and even use deception to create a logical closed loop. But now it was replaced with a brooch, and Yu Xing naturally gained a new understanding...
It is also suitable to put the ID on a brooch. As long as he wants, this brooch can represent any proof of identity.
Yu Xing curled up his lips and put the brooch on his chest with satisfaction. Then he found that the clothes on his body were a little dirty. There were a lot of blood, indescribable traces and dust somewhere. He thought, he would go back to the hotel later.
After that, I have to find Daisy’s daughter to buy another set of clothes.
I just don’t know if their time in the art museum is different from that outside the copy, and whether they can make it in time for dinner after returning.
No one knows whether it was a coincidence or another reason. The five people who were let in actually gained something from this collection room. But if the sacrifices appeared based on the causal relationship of the people who came in, there is still one person.
Unexpectedly, it was the chess player. He had no sacrifice here, but instead took a golden apple that belonged to the blood source.
Yu Xing found his sacrifice relatively quickly. After getting it back, he walked around again to make sure that there were no other sacrifices belonging to him here. He safely began to observe Ning Feng, Yun Si and Zhao Yijiao. Ning Feng directly
I found a sharp knife from the collection. It looks like a scalpel, but it is larger than a scalpel. The serrated pattern on the blade alone is enough to add a very bloodthirsty look to this cold weapon.
and a heart-stopping momentum.
"Have you found the main weapon? This guy is quite lucky." If he had a choice, what Yu Xing wanted most instead of playing the license was the Sheqing Dreamland, not only because it contained the powerful Sheqing Yiqing.
Ghost, especially because it is the dagger weapon he uses most and is most convenient, and it can also serve the purpose of strengthening and perfecting his tactics.
It's a pity that even if he knew that the collection room contained some sacrifices from outsiders, he never thought that Sheqing Mengland would be here. Because of Yiqing's existence, this guy would definitely run around with a dagger, looking for fun.
It would never stop. Yu Xing even thought about whether when he got to the center of the island, he would hear an inspiring story from others about a ghost in blue who suddenly appeared and ruled a certain building.
What Yun Si took away was a forehead belt... Yu Xing guessed that the thing should be called this.
Because the forehead band is very gorgeous. The middle is the size of the top knuckle of a thumb, similar to the silver metal eye of the Eye of Darkness. There are some fine chains and gems falling from both sides. It is full of exotic style, but no matter how you look at it, it is strange.
It's the kind of dancers kept in noble families, or the kind of headdress worn by women in the royal family.
This means that a plainly dressed man like Yun Si is slightly out of place with this forehead band. Yu Xing thought about it leisurely and thought that it would be appropriate for Yun Si to change into gorgeous clothes and wear this forehead band, because Yun Si
Si's face is very handsome, even with some three-dimensionality that is difficult for Asians to have, and his hair happens to be grandma gray and curly.
He didn't quite know what the use of this thing was. He thought it was for exploration or protection. Anyway, after Yun Si got it, he put it into his pocket with a look of disgust.
"We didn't get the stoppage." Zhao Yijiao's voice suddenly sounded from behind Yu Xing, with a hint of coolness. Yu Xing felt as if he had returned to the night when he first met Zhao Yjiu in an abandoned factory. When he heard "You should
When I poked my eyes, I truly felt Dan's gloominess.
He turned around in surprise and found Zhao Yijiu standing less than two centimeters behind him, holding a bloody spike in his hand.
"This thing," Zhao Yijiu's voice was low and he sounded unhappy, "I use it the least, it's very inconvenient."
The spike is a throwing weapon. Although it is very powerful, it once pinned the paper man firmly to the ground, but after throwing it, it loses the initiative to continue the attack. For Zhao Yijiu, it can only be used as an auxiliary item.
But what he lacks most now is a good weapon.
"It doesn't matter, you can always find it. If it doesn't work, just find a way to replace it with another knife first." Yu Xing comforted, "But why aren't your nails disguised as something else?"
"Perhaps coffin nails are a very reasonable thing for the Silent Island." Zhao Yijius replied.
It's just that this answer made the air seem to be a few degrees cooler.
"Doubtful?" Suddenly, both of them heard a whisper from beside them. Yun Si, who had just put away his forehead band, looked in their direction, his eyes fixed on the spikes, "Isn't this...?"
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"Do you know the origin of this thing?" Zhao Yijiu reacted first and asked coldly.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask first before I can decide whether I know or not." Yun Si was not frightened by his cold tone and turned to pull Ning Feng: "Does this look familiar to you?"
Ning Feng was playing with his scalpel in his hand and was in a very good mood. At this moment, he was pulled over by his arm and said angrily: "What is that? Huh..."
The same question words.
The chess player was also attracted by their actions. He stood up and when he saw the spike in Zhao Yijiu's hand, he opened his mouth in a rare move and said softly: "Hey."
Zhao Yijiu: "..."
Yu Xing: "...Tsk."
What are these people doing? They look like they know this spike, but they don't reveal even half of its vocabulary.
What's the matter? Are the nails on the coffin they buried?
"This thing is similar to what your sister made." In the end, Ning Feng was the first to break the strange atmosphere. He looked at the chess player, "Isn't this the weapon your sister has?"
"Ask me when you get back. Maybe it was something she sent out in a certain timeline." The chess player said calmly, and soon lost interest in the things in Zhao Yijiao's hand, and turned and walked aside.
Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu both had good ears and did not miss their conversation. They looked at each other, then suppressed the vague curiosity in their hearts and decided to go back to the hotel first and mention this matter to Zhao Mou. If it really happened with the experience
If you have a relationship with the teacher, just ask clearly when you contact him later.
After receiving their rewards, the person in charge began to politely and unquestioningly urge them to leave quickly. They had had enough of the museum, and the top priority was to return to their respective bases to sort out the information, so they left the collection room obediently.
To leave the art museum, you need to go through the main entrance on the first floor. As soon as everyone arrived at the stairs from the third floor to the second floor under the supervision and guidance of the person in charge, Yu Xing stopped and looked like he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, that's not good.
, can I go back to the art appreciation room again?"
The person in charge squinted his eyes and smiled intriguingly: "What do you want to do?"
"Something was left there. Just before, when Ms. Linda pestered me to chat and introduce the auction, I accidentally left a gift she gave me on the sofa." Yu Xing's face said.
There was a trace of anxiety that couldn't tell whether it was true or not, "It's a ring. She said she wanted to contact me through this ring. If I lose it, I'm afraid she will be angry if she can't contact me."
Hearing this, the person in charge who originally wanted to drive him away mercilessly stopped speaking, turned his face, and showed a look of pain from an angle that no one could see.
It's really Linda who left it behind. If I can't find anyone, I'll have to come to the art museum to cause trouble.
There was nothing special in the art appreciation room. When it was not in use, it was bare and no different from the lounge downstairs. The person in charge waved his hand without much hesitation: "Go quickly, I only give you three minutes."
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Yu Xing nodded gratefully, immediately threw off his legs and ran in a certain direction.
Zhao Yijiu stared at his back and glanced vaguely at Yu Xing's trouser pockets. The two gifts Linda gave her still had her breath. Zhao Yijiu was very sensitive to breath, and he clearly felt that something was there.
In Yu Xing's pocket.
Although the other three people didn't say anything, they all knew that this was just a poor excuse. How could Yu Xing carelessly put such an important prop that could be related to the auction copy on the sofa?
I'm afraid there is another reason for going to the art appreciation room.
After only thinking for a few seconds, the three of them suddenly realized something. Ning Feng laughed out loud and shook his head helplessly: "In terms of picking up mistakes, I still have a lot of room for improvement."
The person in charge didn't know what they meant, so he could only frown, look at the watch on his wrist that was returned by his staff, and count down silently for three minutes.
Because in his mind, there is indeed nothing in the painting room, so how can we talk about picking up the missing items?
But Ning Feng and the others, who were also outsiders, suddenly remembered that a staff member died in the painting appraisal room, and there were four Tou Tiewa who broke in.
Because of their existence, the art appraisal room had been filled with blood mist for a long time and smelled very unpleasant, which made them ignore one thing, that is, after the death of these NPCs, their bodies will also disappear, leaving only a small "remains"
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Those are treasures that can be used for research and exchange for money!
It didn't take three minutes at all. Just over a minute later, Yu Xing ran back again. There was nothing extra on his body, only the pockets of his pants seemed to be slightly bulging.
The person in charge continued to lead them downstairs, directly through the stairs to the first floor. There had just been a commotion in the hall, and many of the ornaments were crooked or even broken. This time, the three experiencers looked at the hall with sharp eyes.
I scanned around and didn't see any "remains".
The person in charge couldn't figure out what happened to these people suddenly. Was he suspecting that his cleaning work was not done well?
"I have already cleaned it up. Keeping my art gallery dirty and messy is not what I, the curator, should do." The person in charge announced with some pride, meaning that they no longer need to look for trouble with this look.
The experiencers were heartbroken.
The person in charge opened the door of the art gallery, and Yu Xing finally saw the scenery outside the art gallery. The streets here were much more gorgeous and beautiful than the desolate scene around the hotel. The buildings were one after another, and each one was very solemn.
A huge, exquisitely carved oval mirror stands next to the pillar next to the entrance of the museum.
Everyone else bought tickets from outside and came in openly, so they didn’t have any feelings about it.
"Thank you for coming to my art exhibition. Now I hope I won't bother you anymore until everything gets better for me." The person in charge showed a more sincere smile and made a gesture of invitation to them.
The implication is that firstly, he does not want any more troubles that can only be solved by outsiders to come to him, and secondly, what Yu Xing realized on his own... I am afraid that the person in charge also sincerely wants to say "go away" to them.
The door of the art museum was closed, leaving five people standing in front of the art museum.
The sky was gloomy and there was no daylight. It looked like it was already night, or close to night. The mirror reflected a faint light, and what was reflected seemed to be another world.
Yun Si began to stare at Yu Xing's pants, his eyes swept around the pockets very wantonly, and looked at them for a long time, until Yu Xing coughed: "Friend, don't look there casually, I might
Misunderstood something."
Zhao Yijiu snorted in condemnation, not knowing who he was specifically condemning.
"Yu Xing, this dungeon really made you a lot of money." Ning Fengsi sighed with a half-smile.