Facts have proved that even if you are here to save the world, you still have to buy the ticket.
After snapping his fingers to pay the bill, Shen Yuan's resentment was about to turn into reality, and his expression was obviously shaken.
This is not the kind of cognitive collapse, but the trust in the payment.
It is obvious from this person's perspective that the probability of Fu Qian having a brain problem is getting higher and higher.
Of course, due to inertia, she still paid for the ticket.
You are asked to participate in saving the world, but you still look unwilling to be given such an honor?
Fu Qian was as thick-skinned as a city wall. No matter how his eyes changed, he just took the lead and walked ahead.
He had just observed that, among other things, the staff here were obviously in a very normal state.
Fu Qian walked all the way to the inside of the museum. Fu Qian followed the original structure of the building, so the inside was not particularly spacious.
However, I still put a lot of thought into reading the content. Unfortunately, people's tastes are becoming increasingly vulgar these days, and it's a weekday morning, so the flow of people can be imagined.
At a glance, there were almost only two living people in front of them, and there was only one staff member in uniform.
"Please note that there are surveillance cameras everywhere."
The staff member obviously did not expect that someone would come at this time. After looking at the two of them, his words meant something.
Um?
His words seemed to wake up Shen Yuan.
The latter's eyes looked very complicated for a moment. After examining him, he subconsciously distanced himself.
Each and every one of them has something in their head!
Fu Qian was naturally very disdainful of this and concentrated on exploring the surroundings.
It's a pity that the entire museum only has three floors.
After he walked around carefully, he still couldn't find anything suspicious.
Kelly and the others made a mistake in their judgment?
It seems that this is the only explanation for this situation.
"This joke is not funny at all."
Shen Yuan, who had been following the whole process, finally couldn't help but say.
There is no doubt that the balance in her mind is completely unbalanced at this moment.
And the image of Fu Qian in her mind has turned into that of an older geek.
Ignoring her question, Fu Qian thought for a moment and then snapped his fingers again and greeted the only staff member.
"What do you want? We are very busy!"
After realizing that Fu Qian came to greet him, the man hesitated for a long time before he walked up reluctantly.
Very busy? You just spent at least 80% of the time staring at this gossip. Do you think we don’t know?
Fu Qian sneered at this man's boast.
"Which is the most expensive exhibit in the entire museum?"
"The most expensive?"
Unexpectedly, when he was asked about his line of work, the staff snorted, showing his true style.
"Every item has its own unique value, which cannot be measured by money, but you must ask-"
This person was able to show off his skills and lead the way with a calm demeanor, and finally led the two of them to a portrait.
"This is it."
"This is a real original, completely different from the textiles over there."
"I can responsibly say that even in higher-level museums, there are very few such collections."
Is this so?
He touched his chin before paying and stared at the plump figure of the young woman in the painting.
Anyone who looks at that unblinking look will feel like he is trying to see through the veil.
"As a manifestation of the spirit of humanism, this oil painting on canvas has such high artistic achievements that it can be regarded as a treasure of the museum..."
I don't know whether it was because he was a little disgusted by his previous attitude or because he wanted to show off in front of the lady, but the staff member began to talk non-stop.
However, in the midst of the excitement, Fu Qian had already stepped aside.
At this time, even Shen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and both of them stared at Fu Qian's movements.
Wow!
The next moment, with the two people looking at each other in stunned silence, Fu Qian smashed a glass cover next to him with a punch and took out a sword from inside.
He casually played with a sword, walked back without saying a word before paying, and struck down this humanistic masterpiece with his sword.
…
It turns out that the sword on display was well preserved and even sharper than expected.
Just a few vertical and horizontal cuts, and in just a few seconds, the treasure of the museum turned into pieces of rags.
ah!
As Fu Qian stopped with satisfaction, a tragic cry arose.
"You, you, you...you actually..."
The staff members were trembling a little as they pointed to the front.
He didn't even dare to look at the fragment of canvas. Instead, he subconsciously grabbed his face with his other hand, seemingly unable to accept this fact at all.
"It's like a dream, right?"
Before paying, he threw the sword away and showed a strange smile.
"Still a nightmare."
The next moment, I don't know if the strength was too much. After a scream, a strip of flesh was torn off the staff's already somewhat deformed face.
It turns out that this one has a weaker resistance.
Could it be because this is some kind of source?
Fu Qian watched this scene coldly.
Judging from the postures of Kelly and Brooke, they should be certain that there is something fishy here.
Unfortunately, there is nothing abnormal now. At first glance, it is quiet and peaceful.
Pay Qian is not someone who gives up easily.
If you don't see anything unusual, look at it from another angle.
Fu Qian quickly thought of that ruined world.
If someone's cognitive collapse can trigger a scene switch, then there are two excellent materials in front of them.
So Fu Qian chose to be a civilized butcher in front of the two of them.
There is no doubt that the stimulating effect is quite good.
At this time, as the blood left on the staff's face, the wound quickly changed, and a small bump as big as a finger bulged out.
And as the small bag squirmed, a black and bright tentacle penetrated the thin skin and pierced out from the inside.
The next moment the flesh and blood was stretched open, and a black and yellow beetle crawled out.
This scene is undoubtedly a bit disgusting, but this is just the beginning, and soon the second and third ones appear...
"insect?"
The next moment, Fu Qian heard indescribable panic in his ears.
When he turned around to look back, Shen Yuan was already rubbing his face desperately, moaning maniacally.
"How can there be bugs in the body? It's impossible!"
Is this a chain reaction?
Her act of destroying artwork just now didn't scare her, but the faces of the staff gave her a terrifying stimulus?
Fu Qian remained silent, but the next moment he saw Shen Yuan bending down and picking up the sword he had thrown aside.
She didn't try to attack anyone with this thing, but directly put the sword across her neck.
As blood began to flow out, the man without much hesitation pressed down the blade of the sword and cut a circle along his neck.