Passing through the hall and entering the dark corridor, dim lights suddenly lit up on the surrounding walls.
With the dim and dancing firelight, Lu Xin soon discovered that this corridor was not just a mere corridor.
To be precise, these are actually two rows of tall bookshelves.
The bookshelf is very high. At first glance, it seems that the ceiling must be at least fifty meters away.
On the bookshelves on both sides, there are grids one after another, neatly arranged and extending into the distance.
Inside the grid are glass bottles one after another, which look like glucose bottles in the hospital. They are about twenty centimeters long, with black corks plugged into the mouths of the bottles. The surrounding firelight was scattered quietly in the corridor, and the bottle reflected the light faintly under the firelight. Because the shelf is too long, it extends all the way out, looking like rows of shining eyes.
Lu Xin was curious and came to the first stall. He looked into the glass bottle and his expression suddenly became a little surprised.
I saw that inside this glass bottle was a tiny model of life.
The scene seemed to be that of a butcher's shop, with workers and crowded customers. Between the two rows of meat cases, a slightly fat man in a suit was holding a cigarette and walking around with a smile, greeting familiar customers from time to time.
The people inside are actually alive.
Walking around and smiling, everything is so real. If you get close, you can even hear their subtle voices.
It's like shrinking a butcher's shop and putting it into a glass bottle.
Lu Xin watched it for more than ten seconds. It was still full of life scenes, without any changes or repetitions.
It was as if I was watching a scene in a butcher shop.
The only difference is that you are looking outside the glass bottle.
He exhaled slowly and touched the glass bottle. His fingers were cold and it was indeed made of glass.
Lu Xin frowned and tapped the bottle twice.
"Bang bang..."
Lu Xin did not expect that when he knocked on the bottle, the butcher shop inside seemed to have experienced an earthquake. Everyone was shocked, staggering around, and some fell to the ground. It seemed that Lu Xin's action of knocking on the bottle caused a huge noise. You could see that many of them covered their ears, their eyes were frightened, and they looked around in confusion, looking for the reason.
Naturally, they couldn't see the Lu Xin outside the bottle. They looked around and saw nothing but confusion.
On the other hand, the butcher shop owner in the middle of the bottle suddenly had a sinister look in his eyes and suddenly turned his head to look outside.
His eyes made contact with Lu Xin across the bottle, and you could see that he was extremely angry.
His mouth opened and closed rapidly, as if he was cursing.
"Um..."
Lu Xin was startled by what he saw and said with a smile, "Sorry to bother you."
The father, Mom, and sister beside him suddenly turned their heads and looked at him inexplicably.
The younger sister slowly reached out from behind Lu Xin and touched the bottle.
Lu Xin knocked off his sister's hand and said softly, "Let's go to other places and look, maybe we will find something else."
After moving a few steps, they came to the second grid, which also contained a glass bottle.
In this bottle, there was the layout of a small restaurant. Lu Xin saw that in this shrunken restaurant, there was a slender young girl, neatly clearing away the food and dishes left by the guests on the table, and then wiping the table. When a new guest came in, she greeted him with a smile, took the order for the guest, and then handed the written menu to the chef through the small window.
When she reached out and handed over the menu, the hand in the small window of the back kitchen took the opportunity to scratch her palm and stuffed her with a red pomelo.
The girl laughed happily, glanced at the cook angrily, bit the stick in her mouth, and continued working.
Lu Xin looked at it quietly for a while, then moved towards the third bottle.
What you see here is what looks like a family bedroom. There is a woman in her thirties, holding a small baby in her arms, sitting on the sofa, gently rocking her body to coax him to sleep. The small pot next to her is bulging with steam.
What I saw in the fourth bottle was a small river passing through the city. Under the telephone pole, a fat girl shyly covered her mouth. In front of her was a tall and thin boy wearing a white shirt. The boy was smiling and peeling off the fried skin on a chicken leg piece by piece, and then gently handed a crispy and greasy chicken leg to the fat girl's hand.
The fat girl was very shy while the boy looked at her with doting eyes.
In the fifth bottle, a fat man lay in a pink room with ambiguous lighting.
By this time, she had stripped herself completely naked, and her fat body was almost filling the entire bed.
But opposite him, there was a woman with a cold temperament, who had already put on a bunny girl's bikini.
With a smile on his lips, he slowly raised his slender fingers towards the fat man on the bed.
"Ah this..."
Lu Xin After looking at it for a while, I felt something was not right.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Kid looking at the display screen with her big eyes open, and she hurriedly covered her eyes.
When she turned her head again, her sister's eyes were widened, and she covered her eyes with her other hand.
"This is not healthy, let's go to the next one..."
He covered the eyes of the two girls and quickly jumped over the bottle.
But as I continued to look forward, Lu Xin's doubts were not solved, but became more intense.
The shelves on both sides are very long and deep, and the grids are filled with bottles placed one after another.
Some of the bottles looked like they had been put in recently, while others were already covered with a thick layer of dust.
But the things inside are the same. In each bottle, there is a different scene with different people living in it.
If I had to sum it up, it would be that each of their lives is very beautiful.
"But this place is clearly called Museum of Calamities..."
Lu Xin stopped and muttered to himself.
Looking further forward, this corridor sandwiched by bookshelves seems to be endless, and the bottles are also endless.
I am here to investigate, how can I see it clearly?
"Is this an illusion or something else?"
Lu Xin stopped in the corridor, frowned slightly, and looked into the bottomless depths of the corridor.
"The human imagination is so complex..."
Mom stood next to Lu Xin and looked up slightly, seemingly feeling a little emotional.
"This doesn't seem to be ordinary pollution."
Lu Xin glanced at Mom and said softly, "If it was ordinary pollution, I should have reacted by now. Moreover, what can contaminate me may not be able to contaminate you, but the fact is that we seem to have really come to this place..."
As he spoke, he slowly took a step forward and carefully looked at the rough and dark wall.
He frowned slightly and said, "This place feels very real to me, but I don't know why."
"I still think it's fake..."
"..."
The father was beside Lu Xin and said with a sneer, "Then what's the problem? Just demolish this place."
"It's so barbaric."
The younger sister clenched her fists and said, "Brother, let's go find the fat man first and make him into a toy, okay?"
Lu Xin frowned and ignored his sister.
Unexpectedly, my sister suddenly raised her head and looked at Kid, and said with a wicked smile, "Is that good..."
Kid hesitated...
"No."
Lu Xin had no choice but to speak, interrupting his sister who was trying to lead Kid into evil, and said sternly, "It's more important to do business."
After saying that, he still looked at Mom.
Mom's eyes were also looking towards him with a smile on his face.
Lu Xin received confirmation, looked at the wall next to him again, and said, "The information in Research Institute mentioned that human beings are polluted because one of the seven defects is affected. Perception, emotion, desire, knowledge, instinct, memory, and self."
"Being polluted or influenced by others will cause distortion or change in these seven aspects."
"Energy users are all polluted people, so ability users often have problems in these seven aspects!"
"What needs to be clarified is which of the seven aspects has a problem..."
"I don't think there should be such a weird museum here."
"After all, when I came here before, this place was still a wilderness."
"Judging from the current information, Technological Church arrived here just over a week ago at most. Therefore, no matter how advanced their technology is, it is impossible for them to build such a strange building here in such a short period of time..."
"Then he should be fake."
"..."
Lu Xin conducted his analysis seriously and received the admiring gaze of Kid and the white eyes of his sister.
"It's obviously fake, but it makes me think it's true."
"What impact will this have?"
Lu Xin said to himself, and continued, "The impact on perception should be able to reach this level, but the impact on perception is very complicated and full of changes. It will not be so delicate, and it is difficult to be so huge. Some Dreamweaver-type's ability to quietly pull people into dreams seems to be able to create this impression, but I am very experienced, so this should not be in a dream."
As he spoke, he looked around and found no rough edges on the glass, confirming his suspicion.
"So, maybe this will be..."
He slowly came up with the answer, "Know?"
"The impact on cognition is a relatively deep and powerful type of pollution."
"What he changed was people's perception."
"For example, after seeing something that is very ugly in the eyes of others, after changing your understanding, you will feel particularly beautiful. When you encounter something that normal people think is very reasonable, you feel very awkward and want to destroy it..."
"The difference between knowledge and perception is that the things that distorted people and normal people see are actually the same."
"Since you can turn black into white, you can naturally turn non-existent into existence."
"Someone, or some kind of power, changed my understanding and made me think that there is such a museum here?"
"In this case, how should I see through him?"
"..."
This increasingly in-depth analysis earned Mom an approving smile and a sneer from his father.
"Recognition affected my brain and made me recognize this fact..."
Lu Xin spoke slowly, trying to recall the information he had seen before, "If you want to break the influence of this aspect, you need facts and logic. For example, I originally thought it was black, but suddenly I found that I had regarded black as white..."
"When you compare the two, you will gradually change your understanding and discover the truth."
"And for this museum, I know there shouldn't be a museum here, and now there is."
"That's where I saw real opportunity."
"After all, I've been here before..."
"Facts and logic can prove that there should not be such a place here. So, no matter how real it seems now, there will be some contradictions with the real world in some subtle places. As long as you find it..."
Taking a deep breath, Lu Xin said softly, "You should be able to break its logical chain and see its true appearance."
As he spoke, he glanced at Infiltrator next to him to make sure he had written down what he said.
Then step forward, ready to take a closer look.
But at this moment, Mom suddenly spoke softly, "Are you sure you want to see what this world really looks like?"
Lu Xin was a little surprised and looked back at Mom in confusion.
Mom smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, it will happen sooner or later."
Judging from her expression, she seemed to have some deep meaning.
But Lu Xin is used to Mom talking like this, and he also knows that he must break this illusion.
Otherwise, I might be trapped in this museum forever, with the bottle as my companion.
He shook his head slightly to calm down, and then walked to the wall again.
When he carefully observed the texture and materials, they seemed real, and he could even smell the musty smell of moss on it.
But when the concentration reached a certain level, an unreal feeling gradually emerged...
"You are fake, this place is fake."
"There's something wrong with my cognitive ability, so I just need to get myself back to normal consciousness..."
"..."
Lu Xin said to himself, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the wall hard.
It felt tough, but he still grabbed it hard, as if his fingers were digging into the mud.
When he made this move, suddenly, all the people in the bottles on the entire shelf turned to look at him.
Some of their expressions were frightened, some were angry, and some suddenly became hysterical and started yelling curses.
Some people even rushed to the edge of the bottle and started hitting the bottle with their fists.
Their movements were so large that the bottles shook slightly and clinked slightly on the shelves.
The tinkling sounds were densely packed and gradually became one large area.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of tiny voices suddenly rang in Lu Xin's ears.
The combination formed a torrent, stimulating his brain.
Lu Xin looked slightly tense, unmoved, but still dug it in hard, and then tore it outward.
Mom looked at his movements, and his expression seemed to become a little pleased.