Chapter 581 My Way of Survival

The tenth exhibition hall of the Painting Museum and the 55th exhibition hall of the World Heritage Museum are the most special ones.

This place is unaffected by real-world power outages, with soft lights emitting from the ceiling and air conditioning running continuously.

The breath that Tongguan had been holding in his heart for ten minutes finally came out, and he fell to the ground.

The turbid breath mixed with the smell of blood came from his mouth, and he gasped for breath.

His remaining right hand was groping around the side and behind, and there should be a shadow on the dust-free carpet.

It is Tongguan's own shadow, as well as the ghostly shadow of the broken-winged angel who has half assimilated with him.

He took out the cigarette case from his arms with difficulty, held a cigarette in his mouth, and said softly without lighting it immediately:

“Being able to exert abilities on me outside the painting gallery is beyond the realm of ghosts in the exhibition hall.

If I guess correctly, you are not a ghost in the painting gallery, you are also a free hunting ghost. "

The phantom ghost had already torn off its disguise and listened quietly in its pure ghost form.

He didn't speak, didn't make a move, and didn't interfere with him in any way.

Tongguan lit the cigarette in his mouth. The aroma of tobacco filled his lungs, causing burning pain.

But it also made his unfocused mental energy condense again.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the wall weakly, and said while smoking:

“This mission, from the time ‘Skin’ arrived, awakened terror.

Six exhibition hall ghosts, three free hunting ghosts, maintaining the reference to the real Rubik's Cube in the chaos, this basic arrangement is correct.

But there is one exception.

"Stephanie's Smile" is not a free ghost hunter, and it is even fundamentally different from all ghosts.

You all became ghosts because of your skin.

Only it has existed in the World Heritage Museum from the beginning. "

Time is getting closer and closer to the end, and it is time to reveal everything.

As the only listener, the phantom ghost still maintained the silence he deserved, and was so calm that he didn't look like a ghost.

Tongguan stopped and took another long puff of cigarette before continuing:

""Stephanie's Smile" is mysteriously involved with Fang Shenyan for some unknown reason.

The roles they play are extremely secretive and not on the table.

The highlight of this mission lies with the four people headed by me.

Are you saying that I was wrong from the beginning?

I think what you said is not rigorous. My way of life is the most perfect and standard.

If you hadn't hidden it too deeply, maybe I would have gotten the skin by now and was on my way back to the Seventh Branch. "

There was a hint of regret in Tongguan's words. Everything he said was true and there was no longer any deviation.

The path he took was correct, and it was also the most standard way to survive this mission.

The reason for such a disastrous ending is because the Phantom Ghost is too strong...

In this mission, the deepest hidden thing is this ghost. It controls the overall situation and plots against everyone in Tongguan.

When it first appeared, it used simple killing methods and deliberately let Tongguan go.

Under Chen Wen's intrusion, it let Hong Fu go again.

This series of actions made everyone naturally think that the Phantom Ghost was an ordinary ghost that was strictly bound by its territory.

The reason why it is not eager to kill Tongguan, Hongfu and Jin Xi in the first meeting is because it wants more than just the lives of these three people.

It was laid out for the second meeting.

After everyone's thoughts went astray, it used its illusion ability after the second meeting.

But this time, it was targeted only at Tongguan.

Because the one who really executes the plan of survival is Tongguan. As long as he fails, everyone will die in the World Heritage Museum.

As for what it said about Tongguan, it was wrong from the beginning...

What's wrong?

Because the original ordinary ghost in the painting gallery had already been eliminated by the phantom ghost.

It replaced that ghost and became the last fixed ghost in the exhibition hall, but no one can devour it.

The painting gallery, the last exhibition hall, can never be eliminated.

Therefore, this ghost almost completely destroyed Tongguan's way of survival by itself.

As the deepest hidden free-hunting ghost, the Phantom Ghost's abilities are neither incredible nor overbearing.

But it is the scariest.

It couldn't kill people personally, so there was no way to die, but it managed to destroy Tongguan's way of survival.

Destroying your way of life is the biggest way to death...

This is a comprehensive analysis of the truth from the perspective of the phantom ghost.

Tongguan was completely defeated by this ghost in this mission.

The time came to 1:36 in the middle of the night on December 2, and with twenty-four minutes left, the mission ended.

But now Tongguan has not received the "skin bag" and has not returned to the seventh branch.

On the surface, he no longer has any ability to make a comeback.

Unless, he really wants to use the white candle sin object, go back to the past, choose one thing to change, and use the butterfly effect to overthrow everything.

But at this moment, Tongguan's mouth suddenly showed a hint of ridicule, as if he was laughing at himself, or as if he were laughing at a phantom ghost.

“Sure enough, I still hope that my life will be successful, but now this result is not bad.

If I succeeded, wouldn't Fang Shenyan just let me win without having to pay any price?

I paid such a heavy price, but my chance of survival failed.

Now it’s time to pay the price carefully…”

…

"Holy shit! Is there really something?"

At the same time, next to the flowerpot in the porcelain museum, Hong Fu was sticking his butt out and frantically fishing for something.

The pain that he had persisted for a long time finally paid off at this moment.

After forcibly crippling one of his arms as a fishing rod, he actually fished out a small object in the flowerpot.

"Huh..."

When the lotus leaf seed was taken out of the pot, the blood in the pot immediately retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Hong Fu looked at the basin again, there was only a dry piece of water inside, as if it was an ordinary porcelain pot.

Hong Fu sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking at his horrible arm, the white bones were still dripping red blood.

But on the bone palm, there was a vermilion lotus seed lying quietly in the palm.

And at this moment, a series of sinful information appeared in his mind out of thin air.

Hong Fu's face, which was originally distorted by pain, immediately became extremely surprised, and he jumped up excitedly holding the lotus leaf seed.

"I've made a fortune, the sin object for the three-star promotion task is still a confrontational one!"

The lotus leaf ghost was finally defeated by Hongfu alone in two direct confrontations.

However, this joy was replaced by sluggishness in an instant.

Hongfu suddenly got up from the ground, glanced at the time, and his face showed anxiety again.

The current time has far exceeded previous expectations.

It stands to reason that Tongguan should have found a way out and got the skin bag long ago, but the entire museum is still very quiet until now.

Hongfu was too immersed in the confrontation with the lotus leaf ghost and completely ignored the most important thing.

"Brother Tong? How is the situation over there?"

"Hongfu? Can't you contact Tongguan either?"

"Jin Xi, have you reported the fixed exhibition hall information to Brother Tong?"

"No, I can't find the last exhibition hall no matter what.

But the last conversation with Brother Tong was five minutes ago..."

The truth of the matter has been revealed. Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu are naturally not dead, because they were not under the influence of the phantom ghost.

When the phantom ghost covered the entire museum with its power, it had already mixed the real and the fake together.

For example, everything about the broken-winged angel, the guidance given by Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu, and the confrontation between Hongfu and the lotus leaf ghost, all of these were real.

Only part of what Tongguan himself experienced was false.

Hongfu pressed his fingers on the wireless headset, listening to the words of Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu, and he stood there in a daze.

The bad news came, and Tongguan obviously failed.

If this way of life failed, then who can they count on now?

However, at this moment, a slender figure suddenly flashed outside the open door of the porcelain museum.

The man's footsteps were brisk and casual, and at this time it seemed like a leisurely stroll.

"The living people go to the painting museum. Tongguan's way of life has failed. It's time to execute my way of life."