The whole teaching building began to sway, and Luo Chuan was thinking, both calm and fast.

"The museum is going to restart." Luo Chuan's eyes looked into the distance, his eyes were deep and powerful, "Museum ......"

Nangong Tian was forced to shake his body as the ground shook, "What museum?" Then, his voice became louder, "I've never heard of any museums in the School of History. ”

Nangong Tian felt that the world was shaking more and more, and he was wondering if he was going to die.

He felt that this was a possibility, and a more acceptable of several possibilities.

After all, in this interstellar world, physical death is a very simple matter that requires only a syringe with a black liquid......

However, when the human body dies, the remnants of the human mind and spirit remain in the vicinity of the physical body for a period of time.

Based on this situation, there is also a possible way to immortalize people in the interstellar.

This method violates almost all the provisions of the Interstellar Human Survival Act.

"Forget it......" Nangong Tianyan said darkly, he felt his body shaking more and more, "At this time, what's the use of thinking about this." ”

"Nangong" Luo Chuan shouted, "Don't stand stupidly, let's go to an open place." ”

After speaking, he picked up Nangong Tian and ran.

In Luo Chuan's memory, the safest place in the entire history academy, except for the museum, is the metal plain.

The museum was reopening, the ground was shaking, and once they got in, they couldn't tell what would happen, besides, he had seen the kelp paper in the museum before, and the kelp paper was blank.

What exactly is hidden on that piece of paper?

"I've got to figure it out."

"Before we do, though, it's better to figure out where the gas projectiles come from." Luo Chuan muttered to himself.

"Xiaochuan" Nangong was panting, he really couldn't run, "I can't do it, stop." ”

Nangong Tian struggled to break away from Luo Chuan's hand, and stood there panting for breath.

"I can't run." Nangong Tian blinked his tired eyes.

Luo Chuan stopped not far in front of him.

"Are you sure?" Luo Chuan turned his head, his expression was very serious, "One kilometer ahead is the metal plain, as long as we get there, we will be completely safe." ”

"No matter, I don't care." Nangong Tian said, "Anyway, I just can't run." ”

All the places in Yuxing High School are similar, he thought, it doesn't matter where he is, he is still in Yuxing High School anyway.

The same metal floor, the metal exterior of the school building, and even the fertilizer in the garden are made of metal waste.

"It's all metal." Nangong Tian said, "What's different. ”

Now, if anyone can give him a glass of water, he will not hesitate to go with him, even if it is up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire.

"Nangong" Luo Chuan said solemnly, "It's dangerous here, a few hundred steps further, and we will be completely safe." ”

"Alright." Nangong Tian was a little impatient, "Don't talk about your theory." ”

"Since the day you begged me to come to the headquarters of the undersea school to save Roland, I think you are a little affectionate." Nangong Tian said, "However, now it seems that you just want to save your sister at most, and now you can't save your sister, so you will be cowardly." ”

"You don't dare, you don't dare to tell the truth to Professor Shangguan, you don't dare to tell the truth to Teacher Panda, and you don't even dare to tell me the truth."

"Which of my words is not the truth?" Luo Chuan asked, he asked, and at the same time, he picked up nearly fifty scenes in his mind about the scenes before and after meeting Nangong Tian, "I don't have a word of lie." ”

"Really?" Nangong Tian said, he stepped forward and walked a few steps, standing still in front of Luo Chuan, "Let me ask you, why don't you go directly to Professor Shangguan to explain the reason, you know that this school, this planet, he is the most trustworthy person for you." ”

"I ......" Luo Chuan's words were quickly drowned out by a rumbling sound.

The museum is located in the front of the School of History, and every other exhibit in the entire museum is from other places outside the stars, except for some ancient books from the interstellar world and the remains of a dark galaxy family on display.

It is a quiet place that belongs to the School of History.

The museum is dark and cold, silent and silent.

With a deafening rumbling sound, a square building appeared in the middle of the clearing.

The brilliance of the artificial sun has long since faded.

During the day, there are clouds and fog here, and of course this cloud comes from the Super Fog Maker of Yuxing High School.

This kind of fog machine was created to meet Professor Shangguan's pursuit of a cloud-shrouded fairyland.

The thousand-year-old mist and holy light sprinkled every inch of the museum, and you can see the dazzling light emitted by the powerful power hidden in the museum.

The reopened museum is very different from before, and at this time, you can not only see the fog, but also hear the sound of metal objects rubbing, and the whole museum is in a sacred atmosphere.

If this is the case with a museum during the day, it becomes a dark soil when it loses the light of the sun.

Luo Chuan looked at the dark museum building in front of him, he felt a throbbing in his throat, but he couldn't tell what it meant.

Then, there was a creaking sound.

The door is open.

Nangong Tian's mouth opened wide in shock, and he even felt that he was hallucinating.

The doors of the museum opened.

Aroma, light, mystery, these words represent a scene that is constantly mixed and mixed, and finally a new sensation hits the mind.

Nangong Tian's eyes were glazed, and he felt like he was enchanted.

His footsteps walked along the museum gates, and in the process, he even forgot that he existed.

He felt that everything in the world was gone, and that it was all different from before.

When Luo Chuan searched for Nangong Tian's figure in the dark, he found that what he saw was still pitch black.

"Nangong Tian" Luo Chuan shouted, his heart was beating a drum, and now what he was most worried about was that Luo Nangong Tian would run into the museum alone.

Based on what he knew about the School of History, he had already decided that the museum must be hiding a great interstellar secret.

In the same way, there is a great interstellar darkness hidden in it.

If this world is compared to an interstellar sky, this interstellar sky is made up of day and night.

During the day, the brilliance of the artificial sun is brilliant, and human beings work and multiply at sunrise.

At night, the brilliance of the artificial sun fades, and the moonlight spills over the land.

When night comes, the evil thoughts in the hearts of human beings begin to stir, and a person in his right mind will feel a little strange physically and mentally in the face of the coldness of the moonlight.

Luo Chuan looked at the museum, the huge square tripod-shaped building emitting a bleak light under the reflection of the artificial moon.