bookbashuk Chapter 379 Traditional Arts｜Mission: Impossible: Final Weapon (9)
Chapter 379 Traditional Arts｜Mission: Impossible: Final Weapon (9)
"So, the so-called 'adoption' is actually imprisonment?" In the gray space, Gippetto and Chen Xing were sitting on the ground chatting. "How long have you been here?"
"Emm... It's been two or three months." Chen Xing tilted his head and thought for a while, "Everything about this place is good, but after the timeline is destroyed, you can't feel the passage of time..."
"It's actually wrong to call it a prison sentence, because I stayed here voluntarily."
"Why?" Gippetto's eyes widened in a very humane manner. Of course, if he could blink, it wouldn't be so weird. "There is nothing here, don't you feel bored?"
"Bored? My stupid brother, the whole world is in our hands!"
Chen Xing smiled and waved to his side. The dust on the ground slowly floated up and condensed into a gray mass. As Chen Xing snapped his fingers, the gray mass gradually became transparent and solidified. …
That's water.
"How should I put it? I have the ability to control material forms. This is something that even my father doesn't know..." Chen Xing lowered his voice and said, "I have investigated and found that there are no living creatures in this world. I can create things here at will." , don’t you think… like a god?”
"Are you a god..." Gippetto stared blankly at the ball of water, "But it's really amazing..."
"In another timeline, I was a being who could rewrite the world structure. I guess you should be the same..." Chen Xing casually threw the ball of water aside and said softly, "Father once said that power itself has no right or wrong. , the important thing is how to use it..."
"I've been thinking about how to renovate this place... Do you want to join me?"
"Sounds... sounds good." Although Gippetto is still confused, at least he seems to have something to do now, "It seems that this hell has welcomed its new Satan..."
The two slowly stood up and looked at the destroyed world. They'll find something to do here, like...
Rebuild the world.
"So……"
Chen Xing raised his right hand high, with that iconic smirk on his face, and said softly:
“God said… let there be light!”
"Snapped!"
With his raised right hand, he snapped his fingers, and the foggy world lit up with a glimmer of light.
And that light is like a morning star.
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Arkansas, United States, State Museum of Art.
This art museum located in Little Rock has an artistic architectural style. From a distance in the sky, it looks like a white bow with a unique pleated design.
Tourists who come to Little Rock often come to watch art exhibitions, but it seems that not many people came today.
A tired traveler came here, holding a somewhat wrinkled travel guide in his hand, and hesitated at the door for a long time.
"Hello, sir, how may I help you?"
The security guard at the door came forward and asked kindly.
"Ah? Oh... I'm sorry, I, I just had a look, just a look." The passenger responded nervously, "Can I go in and have a look?"
"Of course, sir, this is a museum." The security guard said dumbfounded, "Are you an art lover?"
"Well, I don't know much about art, but I quite like this building..." the traveler said awkwardly, looking at the snow-white building with a longing expression, "it looks very pure and beautiful."
"You can go in and take a look. There are many excellent works of art inside." The security guard smiled and made a "please" gesture towards the door. "Of course you still have to buy tickets, haha."
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." The traveler nodded, took out two US dollars and handed them to the security guard, "Please buy a ticket for me, and the extra money will be treated as a tip."
"Oh, friend, you are so generous." The security guard smiled even more happily, took the money from the traveler and ran towards the ticket office, "Please wait for me here for a while."
"Everything is going well so far." When the security guard went to buy the ticket, the traveler whispered without leaving a trace.
"I can't tell, Benji, your acting skills are okay." Ethan's voice came from the earphones, as well as the sound of the sizzling machinery running. "Be safe, we'll meet inside."
"Don't worry, let's go in and take a look..." Benji looked around and pretended to be very interested in this place, "Are you serious...underneath the art museum? I thought it would be a factory or something else... "
"Sir! Your ticket!" The security guard trotted over and handed a ticket. Seeing Benji mumbling to himself, he asked doubtfully, "Sir?"
"Ah, thank you, friend." Benji smiled in return, took the ticket and looked at it. He was not in a hurry to enter, but talked to the security guard on his own, "Speaking of which, I am a bit of a wanderlust. Can you show me around a little bit?”
"Oh, no need to go to such trouble, sir." The security guard chuckled, shook his head, and pointed to the door, "Go straight from the entrance. There are signs of the venue along the way. Just look at the map to find out which place you are interested in."
"Okay..." Benji nodded, "Nice to meet you, friend. I wish you a nice day."
"So are you, sir." The security guard smiled back, "So are you."
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In a black van on the roadside, Ethan was wearing a blue security uniform and put a transparent sticker with texture on his throat. Then, he looked at Luther beside him: "What do you say over there? ?”
"Wait a moment, it's being processed." Luther pressed the last key and everything was ready. On the desktop, a small 3D printer is making subtle adjustments to the mask on the model. As the paint is sprayed on the mask, white smoke rises from the mask, while Luther attaches the forged hair to the corresponding Location. "nailed it."
Ethan slowly stepped forward, took off the mask that looked like human skin from the instrument, and put it on his head. Luther took out a wig. After Ethan was fully dressed, he put the wig on his head. Pinned to Ethan's head.
"How do I look?" Ethan raised his eyes and looked at Luther.
"Well, at least he is ten years younger." Luther grinned, showing his big white teeth.
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Watching Benji enter the museum, the security guard shook his head, looked around for a while, and then walked towards the public toilet nearby.
People have three emergencies. Security guards are human beings too, and they also need to solve personal problems.
And just when he was about to leave after using the toilet, the door slowly opened in the cubicle behind him. He was wearing the same uniform as himself. Maybe he was a new colleague?
The security guard didn't think too much and shook off the water on his hand. As soon as he stood up, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
On his neck, a tiny needle shimmered, containing a powerful sedative. The figure in the cubicle behind him stepped forward to support him in time, and kindly pulled him into the cubicle and positioned himself on the toilet.
Oh, his movements were gentle and like a proper gentleman...
But his face looked exactly like the unconscious security guard.