Not sure if it was just his imagination, but Yu Sheng felt that Little Red Riding Hood had seemed rather nervous since earlier.
He felt that this might, perhaps, possibly, somehow, maybe, have something to do with him...
Fortunately, though, he had thick skin and a broad mind—he had mainly developed the latter by spending time with Eileen—so he quickly stood up and focused his attention on what they would do next.
He could now sense that all the security guards had stopped moving in various areas of the museum. Some of them were slowly being "decomposed" in midair. It seemed that as the "intruder" disappeared from the sight of all the security guards, the museum's "cleansing" mechanism had stopped as well, and the plastic dummies temporarily generated to serve as cleaners had begun to be gradually reclaimed.
However, the reclamation process was very slow. If they waited until all the plastic dummies had completely vanished before acting, they would probably miss the museum's opening hours.
Yu Sheng still remembered Little Red Riding Hood's reminder that the museum was an Otherworld with a limited duration. It only opened during the nighttime performance.
"Let's keep moving. We'll go this way." Yu Sheng carefully sensed the area, then raised his hand and pointed toward a door deeper in the corridor. "There are no 'security guards' behind this door."
"Okay." Little Red Riding Hood did not waste any words. She immediately directed the wolf pack to follow Yu Sheng, who had identified the only route that could currently be confirmed as safe.
The next exhibition hall was lit by warm, bright orange-yellow lights. A massive group of mountain sculptures stood in the center of the hall, while the surrounding walls were hung with many brightly colored, pleasant landscape oil paintings. None of the