321 A Living Person Appears (1/2)
In the exhibition hall where Roselle's diary was kept, the two Machinery Hivemind members suddenly heard a clatter.
At the same time, they turned their heads to look at the Sealed Artifact made out of blocks above the glass display case.
Inside the scaled down model of the museum's first floor, there was a gray dot that was constantly flashing.
”There's a lifeless object in the nearest washroom.” One of the team members made a definite judgment.
The other team member relaxed a little, frowned, and said in a guessing tone, ”A dead leaf blown in by the wind?”
”It's possible.” The team member who spoke first nodded. ”Let's wait till the security guards pass by, we'll get them to check and confirm the situation. Captain told us to stay here and not to leave no matter what happens, especially not alone.”
In the event of an urgent emergency, they could evacuate with Roselle's notebook.
”Alright.” His companion had no objection to his suggestion.
…
In the office area on the second floor of the museum, Klein was like a floating ghost, passing through one wall after another and flying directly above the restored study.
However, he didn't fly too fast. Instead, he continued to sense the fire spark below and kept track of the distance.
When the straight-line distance reached almost thirty meters, he lifted his illusory and translucent right hand and soundlessly snapped his fingers.
In the washroom on the first floor, the box of matches exploded with a soft bang.
Then, a scarlet flame leaped up and ignited a paper towel, a potted plant, and the wooden door.
The flames didn't spread yet, but it was shocking enough.
The nearby security personnel who heard the noise immediately rushed over. In the exhibition hall that was monitoring the entire situation on the first floor, the two Machinery Hivemind members also saw the flames in the model at the same time and subconsciously wanted to rush over there. This was not only an attempt to extinguish the fire, but they were also prepared to capture the troublemaker.
But the moment they took two steps, they stopped, having remembered their Captain's orders:
Don't leave this exhibition hall, don't leave Roselle's notebook, regardless of the situation!
They looked at each other, then they looked warily at the two entrances to the hall before quietly taking out their own Beyonder weapons.
As Beyonders of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, they were never lacking in equipment.
…
At this moment, Max Livermore was patrolling the various exhibition halls on the first floor with a lantern in hand. He had also noticed the commotion and, without thinking, rushed towards the direction of the exhibition hall where Roselle's notebook was located.
The priority to ensure the safety of the items was higher than capturing the intruder!
Moreover, Max believed that no matter what the other party's intentions were, as long as they entered the first floor of the museum and entered any of the halls, they would be under the effect of the Sealed Artifact, and it wouldn't be easy to leave that easily!
If there was no external help, the infiltrator would be trapped inside!
Even if the intruder had a helper, it would still take them quite a bit of time to get rid of the effects.
”Once you enter, you will be like prey that has fallen into a trap!” Max Livermore ran at top speed. After passing through many exhibition halls, he finally saw the silhouettes of his two companions.
At that moment, Klein, who was on the second floor of the museum, had already passed through the doors and walls according to the layout in his memory. He had arrived right above the restored study.
He was in no hurry to carry out any follow-up actions. Instead, he first looked down.
As the stone floor was relatively thick, Klein was unable to vaguely confirm if there were any auras or emotions beneath him. He could only spread his arms wide, fall forward, and silently lie on the ground.
His illusory and transparent figure quickly faded into the ground.
…
On the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling on the first floor, a faintly discernible human face suddenly appeared.
The strange face overlooked the exhibition hall, its eyes constantly moving, taking in the scenery of every corner in the area.
There are no Beyonders or security personnel… Mumbling to himself, Klein penetrated the ceiling and descended in front of Roselle's glass-covered desk.
He glanced at it, and without hesitation, he reached out with both hands to grab the bookmark in the manuscript of creativity and the bookmark which looked like child's graffiti.
He was trying to prevent a powerful Beyonder, who could reconstruct the scene through magical means, from knowing that he knew which bookmark was abnormal. This was to prevent the investigator from suspecting Miss Justice who had only touched one bookmark.
Augmented by Azik's copper whistle, he passed through the glass case and steadily held the two bookmarks, then he wrapped them within his spirit body.
After finishing this step, Klein's heart calmed down, no longer having any obvious nervousness or tension.
He stretched out his hands again, reaching out for the other bookmarks.
”Waaa! Waaa! Waaa!”
The loud and shrill cry of a baby suddenly reverberated within the exhibition hall.
It was so illusory, as though it came from far, far away.
Klein's body stiffened, freezing all of a sudden like a lake encountering extreme coldness.
In his spirit body state, he appeared to have been frozen!
”Waaa! Waaa! Waaa!”
Along with the cries of the baby were fine black rifts that surrounded Klein like a discontinuous iron fence.
In the blink of an eye, one of the black rifts cracked open, revealing an eyeball filled with blood strands. In the center of the eyeball was a deep pupil, and in it, countless tiny white worms were crawling and squirming.