"Curator, there's someone here who said he has something urgent to see you, so I'm sorry to disturb you." I was taken to the museum director's office again by Team Xu.

"Hello Curator, I have something very important to tell you." The curator looked up and looked at me, he was wary and suspicious of me.

"Curator, I'm here to make a deal with you."

"What do you mean?"

"I have an important message about the safety of your museum, and a big event will happen to your museum in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Just like yesterday, the curator didn't understand what I was saying.

"Curator, I have important information, but I need your museum to come up with something to trade with me."

"What? What are you talking about? ”

"Curator, when you were ten years old, you once cut grass on the mountain to feed the pigs, and were bitten by a poisonous snake, your brother carried the membrane down the mountain, and then you were in a coma for 3 days, and the last Lang Zhong cured you with herbs, and you recognized him as a godfather in gratitude. Is there such a thing? ”

"Who are you?" The curator suddenly became nervous.

"I'm from another world."

"What? What are you talking about? How do you know about me? ”

"You told me about this."

"I told you? I don't even know you! The curator was stunned.

"You told me from another world."

"What are you talking about? I can't understand anything? ”

"It may not be necessary to explain this to you, all you need is to trust me."

"I can't trust you on that basis alone, how do I know you didn't come to me from something I heard from my hometown."

"Hehe, Curator, where is your hometown?"

"Shaanxi"

"I can't even get out of City C, how do you want me to go to Shaanxi."

"I still can't trust you."

"And how do you trust me?"

"Don't talk about this yet, what important information do you have that can affect the safety of our museum?"

"This information is absolutely accurate, but I need your museum to exchange something with me."

"What's that?"

"I need all the information about the noctilucent meteorite on the Quranic wooden box, and I need to get the meteorite myself, that's the terms of the deal, it's simple."

"Impossible! Museums won't make a deal with you! Moreover, this cultural relic is not our museum, it is a foreign cultural relic, and it is only temporarily exhibited here. ”

"I don't need to get this meteorite, I just need to be able to get all the relevant information and the right to use it within today's time. I won't take this meteorite out of the museum, and it won't take longer than tomorrow morning. ”

"No, I still can't believe you."

"My message is really important to you! Trust me! ”

The curator walked back and forth in front of me, looking very tangled.

"What do you want a meteorite for?"

"I need to know the secrets of meteorites."

"There are no secrets."

"About the secrets of eternity."

"That's just legend! Nothing can last forever! ”

"I am eternal!"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm eternity because of a purple meteor! Every day of mine became the same day! And it will go from one world to another! ”

"Impossible! Nothing lasts forever! Don't lie to me! ”

"I came to you last today, you didn't believe me, and then it happened that you called me and finally told me your story."

"Impossible! I don't believe in magic! ”

"Then this will not work, you give me the information today, and then in the evening, after what I said has indeed happened, you can give me the meteorite, and I can use the meteorite under the supervision of your museum. That's not too much. ”

"There's really no secret!"

"This meteorite has been passed down for a thousand years, and someone has always discovered its secrets, so at least they should have done research on it, right? I need all the research materials. ”

"We don't have the information, this is not our thing, this is the British Museum."

"Didn't they have an expert coming?"

"Yes, but they never mentioned any secrets or information."

"Can I meet their experts?"

"No, it's a foreign-related matter. How do you want me to explain it to him, is it because you told me something about my childhood? ”

"What's his name? It's okay, I still have time, let me meet him. ”

The curator began to hesitate again, and began to walk back and forth in front of me with his hands behind his back and his head bowed.

"Curator, please believe me, I don't have any malicious intent, I just want to break the spell on my body, I have become a prisoner of time and space, I can't get out of City C, I can't get out of August 16, and my time and space are shrinking at an accelerated pace, I will leave this world in less than twenty days, I don't even know if I will go to the next parallel world, or if my next world will get worse! I need to escape from this cage, I can't help it, I have to know the secret of that meteorite. "I began to plead with the Curator for mercy on me, though I'm not sure if the Curator would believe or understand what I said.

"There's really no secret, I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't believe in such a bizarre thing!"

"Let me meet the expert, my information is really important to you."

The curator hesitated in front of me, and I kept trying to persuade him, hoping that he would grant my request.

"Well, you're waiting here." Eventually, the curator agreed to my request to meet with foreign experts and walked out.

I waited anxiously in the office alone, I came to the director's desk, it turned out that the curator was reading a book about Sanxingdui, the cover said the internal information, I didn't open it, and went back to my seat to sit down and wait.

After about twenty minutes, I heard someone outside the door speak English, and I stood up, and I thought they should be coming.

"This is the expert at the British Museum, Professor Henry, let's talk." The curator brought with him a foreign expert from the British Museum, he was blonde and plainly dressed, I couldn't tell his age, and there was a young man in a suit next to him, who was supposed to be an interpreter.

After a brief handshake and meeting, several of us sat down.

"Curator, do you need me to give you an introduction?" I asked the curator, but I didn't know in what capacity the curator had introduced me to the Englishman.

"No, you can ask any questions directly." The curator didn't seem to want me to talk about my experience.

"Hello Professor Henry, I need some information about the noctilucent meteorite on the wooden box containing the Quran, I think you already know all about the treasures of your museum."

"What information?" The interpreter relayed his words to me.

"About the secrets of eternity."

"That's just a legend, there's no eternal secret." Professor Henry also looked a little overwhelmed.

"No, that's not a legend, that's true. I think you must have understood. ”

"We only study the Koran, we don't test the luminous meteorite."

"What's the matter with that eternal legend? How do you know it's a meteorite? ”

"It's all just legends, we haven't tested it, he's been there since the first day I arrived at the museum, and we haven't even analyzed the composition of the gemstone to avoid damage."

"No, I don't believe it, the eternal legend is true, there must be some secret in it."

"Oh my God, we really don't know anything about it." Professor Henry put on a very innocent and puzzled expression, then turned to the curator and shrugged his shoulders.

"As I said, there are no eternal secrets, no information you want." The curator then said to me.

After a brief meeting, Professor Henry got up and left, and the curator sent him out, and I looked disappointed.

"You're damn right now, aren't you? There's really no information you want, and there's no secret. The curator came back to me.

"I don't believe it, I still don't believe it." I shook my head, unwilling to believe them.

"Now it's time for you to tell me your important information."

I sighed and was silent for a moment, trying to ease my frustration.

"You're going to bring the meteorite to your warehouse tonight, and I'm going to check it out there." I made my final request to the curator.

"Yes, but you have to be with us."

"Yes."

"Where's your message?"

"Someone is going to attack the museum tonight just for the sake of that book." I ended up telling the secret I had been keeping.

"What? What did you say? ”

The curator was very surprised to hear my words, and he looked shocked, and suddenly became serious, and he didn't even want to believe that it was true.