Chapter 35: The Dungeon
THE NEXT DAY, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TIME IT WAS, MAY FOLLOWED BERRYS. Feng finally walked out of the small room where he had been staying for many days, just like a prisoner in prison going out to let off steam.
Turning left when you go out, there is a corridor, the wall of special steel plate material, the metallic light is cold, and the line of sight narrows at the end, extending infinitely.
No windows, no light, it's a dungeon.
The crack in the room she was in was probably one of the few places where the floor could be seen.
Passing through a door is like entering another world.
Multiple supercomputers, large experimental benches, and all kinds of advanced equipment that have never been seen before, it is like a future world.
WHEN HE ENTERED THE DOOR, HE HAD A RING-SHAPED DEVICE ON HIS HAND, WHICH LOOKED LIKE SOME KIND OF COMMUNICATION TERMINAL. All of them were busy in front of their devices, keeping their heads down and not communicating. No one looked up at them either, as if they were just walking air.
Turning a corner, I saw all kinds of materials piled up, if it wasn't for all kinds of equipment and instruments working, I thought I had arrived at a big warehouse.
A man, who looked to be about 30 years old, with slightly dark skin, was wearing a uniform laboratory uniform, and at first glance, he thought he was a "warehouse manager".
The storekeeper looked up at them, he was holding some kind of material in his hand, black, like a pile of charcoal from a distance, his head didn't move, but his eyes followed MAY.
Burris. VON TAKES THE MAY TO AN EXPERIMENTAL ROOM,
"This is specially prepared for you, how about it, isn't it to your taste!"
Burris. Feng spread out his hands and spun around, like an actor performing on stage, waiting for you to applaud him.
MAY LOOK AROUND AND THINK,
"No matter how good the conditions are, I don't like them, I want to be free, hum!"
"The materials and equipment in this, you can use it as you like, you're welcome, haha.
But! β
Burris. Feng suddenly changed his face,
"Don't just go out and walk around, don't communicate with others, otherwise, your body may suffer a little."
LISTEN TO MAY,**NAKED THREAT! But people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, keep their lives alive, and there is always a chance to run.
She pretended to be very serious and read the material, then asked:
"What if I don't have the catalyst or some experimental tools I need?"
"The materials you need will be sent to you by a special person, you just need to open the terminal device in your hand and tell it."
MAY RAISE HIS HAND AND SHAKE IT A FEW TIMES,
"What is this?"
"AI terminals, which can be interactive.
On top of that, your every move is recorded in his database, which is transmitted to the background in real time.
So, don't have any delusions, it's better to keep to yourself, as long as there is the slightest change, even if it's just your mood swings, I'll know right away! β
MAY NOT BELIEVE WHAT HE SAID, AND THOUGHT,
"You have such an advanced level of technology, but you can't even study a single paint, and you have to go to great lengths to tie me up, I'm afraid what you're talking about is just a bluff." β
"And what should I do when I eat?"
MAY didn't want to continue to discuss this non-existent pseudo-technology with him, so he specially picked a topic that couldn't be beaten by eight poles, and also probed his bottom by the way.
"I'm telling you, if I'm hungry, my brain will short-circuit, and if it shorts, I won't be able to do experiments, and it will affect your money."
Burris. Feng Xiaoxiao,
"You're threatening me?"
"Don't you dare to threaten me, after all, my life is in your hands now, I'm just telling the truth, don't say I'm passive and slacking off when the time comes."
"If you need anything, tell Woolley, and he will give it to you."
After saying that, he was ready to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
MAY DISCOVER BURYTH. Feng didn't use any means against her, so she was a little bolder.
"You haven't told me what you do, you promised me yesterday to tell me today, talk counts......"
MAY thought about it again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to ask. But the voice became smaller and smaller, and when she got to the back, she almost couldn't hear herself, as if she was the one who did something wrong.
Burris. Feng turned his head with a sharp look in his eyes, obviously his patience was running out.
"That's what you see, making art."
Burris. Feng replied.
Burris. Feng is moody, he was murderous in the last second, and he was smiling in the next second, I don't know if he was born with a split personality.
SEE BOREIS. Feng only had a change in his expression, but the fire did not ignite immediately, so he continued to ask,
"A work of art?
I saw a bunch of machines and materials, where is your artwork? β
"Hahahaha, of course it's sold, otherwise would you put it here and wait for mold?"
"What type of art do you do?"
"You want to know?
Aren't you afraid that you will be silenced if you know too much? β
"It doesn't take too much, just a little.
Heh, hehe, hehehe......"
MAY CAREFULLY GRASPED THE SCALE OF HIS SPEECH.
"Okay, then I'll take you to see it."
Burris. Feng opened his personal terminal, and a picture appeared in front of him:
In a gorgeous and luxurious hall, it was full of people, all of them were brightly dressed and well-behaved, each holding a number plate in their hands, and kept lifting, one after another, quite enthusiastic.
"This is, the auction?"
"Well, it's underway at the moment!"
"What is the auction, these people are grabbing so fiercely!"
"The Irises of the Ages."
"Isn't this painting in the center of the grid?"
"It's not just the Gedi Center, it's the Joshuri Art Center, and the Friedya Art Center."
"Did you do it?"
"Haha, of course!"
Burris. Feng smiled extremely proudly,
"Most of the rich people who broke their heads and fought for it came out of here, and the tickets flowed into my pocket in a hurry."
It turned out to be a group selling cultural relics!
Fortunately, everything sold is fake, at most, it is a group of counterfeiters and counterfeit cultural relics, hehe. β
MAY THOUGHT ABOUT IT, AND UNCONSCIOUSLY LAUGHED.
"DR. MAY, I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING.
You are so naΓ―ve, you don't have the real thing in your hands, how can this fake do the same as the real thing? β
MAY BE SURPRISED,
"You mean, you guys keep the real ones and make a bunch of fake ones to cheat money?"
"Don't say it so ugly!
What is cheating, every art or cultural relics is unique, there are so many people who like it, there are more wolves and less meat, we just just meet their desires.
Rich people like to pocket all the good things in the world, show their ability and wealth, think that as long as they have money, they can do whatever they want, and they can even manipulate people's hearts, be rule-makers, and play game of thrones. β
"Is that what you're selling these things for? β
MAY ASKED.
"I'm not that 'great' in ambition, I just love money.
Every time I smell money, I get so excited. β
Burris. Feng closed his eyes as he spoke, took a deep breath, and looked satisfied, as if he really smelled the smell of copper.
"So, you're still the best of the rich?"
"Of course!"
Burris. Feng opened his eyes and showed a weird smile,
"I'm for art and life."
'Phew!
Hypocrisy!'