Chapter 570 Reality Cube

World Heritage Museum mission, three-hour deadline, halfway through.

It is now 1:28 on December 2, only one and a half hours before the mission ends.

After such a long and short time, the shop assistants finally understood the ins and outs of this mission.

The World Heritage Museum has never had ghosts, it is just an ordinary museum in a city.

Until 23:00 on December 1, a strange painting called "Skin" arrived here.

The Skin painting is like a monster that releases terrifying power, turning the calm museum into a terrible hell.

In hell, six works of art from six major exhibition halls were awakened and turned into murderous evil spirits.

They stick to their own exhibition halls and kill intruders they see.

At the same time, three unique works of art have become more advanced free-hunting ghosts.

They roam inside the museum to ensure a killing operation without dead ends.

This is just a guess of the truth.

But it can perfectly explain the contradiction of the "skin" painting arriving at 23 o'clock, including the inconsistency of the entire museum.

Admittedly, in such a fragile situation of life and death, it is a gamble to firmly believe that this is the truth.

But the pace of this mission is too fast, and they have no time to verify it repeatedly and wait until they are 100% confirmed before executing the plan.

Perhaps, there is never anything perfect in this world.

Tongguan's face returned to solemnity, and he walked to the center of the room with firm steps, and said in a deep voice:

"We don't have to care about all the ghosts, as long as we find the skin, we will complete the task.

Now we have to search the ninth exhibition hall to see if there are intact paintings in this pile of coke."

Hongfu nodded in agreement, and suddenly realized something and asked:

"Then the eighth and ninth exhibition halls..."

"Brother Tong and I have searched all the way down, and there is no trace of the skin painting."

Jin Xi supported the wall and stood up from the ground with difficulty. Ding Wangshu hurried forward to support him.

The four of them gathered together. Tongguan looked at the wound on Jin Xi's leg, frowned and said:

"Hongfu and I will do this operation, you two should rest here."

Ding Wangshu glanced at Jin Xi and said anxiously:

"But isn't there an illusion ghost here?"

"It's okay. If there is a problem, I will use the white candle sin.

Our earthenware jars, the illusion ghosts are porcelain, and they dare not die with us."

Tongguan's words were convincing, and the correctness of the logic left Ding Wangshu speechless.

After thinking carefully, Hongfu also felt that what Tongguan said made sense.

Now the illusion ghosts are afraid of the rat, and with the white candles, they have a talisman to face these ghosts.

Suddenly, based on this theory, he thought of an extremely bold plan.

As soon as this idea came up, Hongfu's heart surged, but he looked up at Tongguan and didn't say it clearly.

In this way, under the gaze of Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu, the backs of Tongguan and Hongfu gradually disappeared in the ruins.

"Sister Jin, do you think we are still in the Porcelain Museum?"

"Maybe it has been moved. We still haven't figured out the mystery of space movement. I think it's not that easy to find the skin bag painting."

...

"Brother Tong, I have an idea. I don't know if it will succeed. Maybe it will break some conventions."

As Hong Fu walked deeper, he couldn't help asking.

Tong Guan's face was normal. After looking at him, he shook his head and said:

"I know what you mean.

You think that since all the ghosts appeared when the skin bag painting arrived.

Then I can use the sin object to return to 23 o'clock on December 1st and stand on the timeline to observe where the skin bag is in the museum."

Hong Fu nodded heavily. This idea has absolute reason to succeed in theory.

However, Tongguan immediately rejected it, and his words were equally powerful:

"But this is absolutely impossible.

Once I do this, the cause and effect will be completely disrupted, and this mission will not exist at all?"

Hongfu frowned and pondered for a while, and retorted:

"The mission will never not exist, because Tianhai Hotel will take action."

"This is the key.

Because I go back to the past, Tianhai is very likely to change the development of the incident.

But how can you guarantee that Tianhai only changes the ghost, not the position of the skin?"

Seeing that Hongfu still couldn't solve the doubts, Tongguan added at the end:

"Another point, if the entire mission is changed because of this, then the information we have now will be completely invalid!

So going back to the past to check the position of the skin, the biggest possibility is that I will pay a heavy price, but everything will have to start all over again."

Hongfu was shocked, and what he thought was still not as good as Tongguan's.

He looked at the calm man with some fear, and sighed:

"Tongguan is completely opposite to Jili and Fang Shenyan. Although his behavior is bound by the secular world, he is really not inferior to the two."

...

This exploration of the seventh exhibition hall was completed in just a few minutes.

Setting fire is slow, but just walking around will be several times faster.

When Tongguan and Hongfu returned to the original room, Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu were looking at them eagerly.

Obviously, the two of them wanted to get the "skin" as soon as possible, so as to get rid of this horrible museum.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.

If this mission could really be so simple, it would not be worthy of being called a three-star hotel promotion mission.

There was not much time left for the few people to feel lost. Tongguan immediately took out the manuscript that he had kept after returning.

After cleaning the ground with Hongfu, he spread the floor plan of the museum on the ground.

This floor plan has been completed after several revisions and supplements.

Now safety is not a problem, only time is pressing. Tongguan did not say much nonsense, pointed his hand at the manuscript and said:

"The twenty-minute operation failed, and the solution is not that simple.

So we should focus on the mystery of space movement."

Hongfu, Jinxi, and Ding Wangshu were shocked when they heard this. Tongguan meant that he had already prepared everything.

Tongguan's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, first pointing to the location of the sculpture hall, and explained:

"Do you remember the information Fang Shenyan got when he first explored the museum?

The sculpture hall originally had only seven exhibition halls, but after one person died, it became eight.

The second deceased was a strange girl, and her death made the painting hall also reach nine exhibition halls.

Including Chen Wen, his death made the sculpture hall now also become a rule of nine exhibition halls.

In summary, all theme halls have reached the special number of '9' in the dark.

This change is definitely in the rules, so they are intentional."

Hong Fu frowned and analyzed these words carefully. He had not seriously thought about the mystery of space, and now he came back to his senses after hearing what Tongguan said.

"You mean, the entire museum, six major themes, make up 6×9, 54?"

Jin looked at the hand-drawn floor plan, blinked her eyes and suddenly stood up from the ground.

But because she was too excited, she forgot her injury and fell back to the ground as soon as she stood up.

Seeing this, Ding Wangshu hurried forward to hold her arm and asked about the situation.

But Jin Xi ignored her, instead stared at the floor plan, and kept muttering:

"54 theme exhibition halls, 54 digital movements, three free-moving ghosts that ignore space...

This! This is!"

Tongguan took a deep breath, and his eyes became soft and appreciative when he looked at Jin Xi. He was glad that he had protected this woman all the way.

"That's right, the Rubik's Cube.

The World Heritage Museum is a huge Rubik's Cube that has completely turned into a plane mode, completely abstract, and real space!"