Can I Go Back and Pick Up Another Bargain?

Every now and then, Yu Xing would encounter a moment that made him marvel at his good fortune.

Sometimes he really wondered if the label of his Persona Mask kept oscillating between "lucky" and "unlucky".

Now, upon seeing the license disguised as a flying bird brooch, Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice, expressing his joy as a lucky man. This was probably the most advantageous offering he had received so far, aside from the Sheqing Dreamscape.

The Dead Silent Island is teeming with ghosts, and even the plague creatures that symbolize NPCs harbor murderous intent towards these outsiders. In a pure contest of strength, even those at full strength may not gain much advantage, and it is common to be killed by ghosts without even realizing it.

Therefore, in the early stages, the best option is to sacrifice animals that allow them to quickly accumulate information and refine their tactics.

The acting license was a sacrifice that Yu Xing obtained after the ordeal at the Fear Hospital. Since the deduction by Ye Qin and Yu Wan in the qualification test did not require the sacrifice, this was the first time he had the opportunity to use the license.

He knocked on the glass and said to the person in charge, "This is something I left behind on the island. I'm very grateful to the art museum for keeping it here, preventing it from being taken away by someone else. Now, could you please return it to me?"

The person in charge was probably also very interested in this item, and upon hearing this, he showed a barely perceptible hint of reluctance. However, the rules restricted him, which meant he could not possess the brooch. He quickly recovered and said, "Of course, I can tell you're not lying. It is indeed yours, and you can take it with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the glass case covering the brooch slowly opened. Yu Xing examined the brooch for a few moments, even mobilizing the power of curses within his body. Only after confirming that there was no harmful aura added to the brooch did he pick it up.

The moment he received the offering, his mind felt as if it had been pricked by a needle. Some fragmented information began to circulate in his mind. This time, without the system's assistance, he had to rely entirely on himself to control the state of the offering. A strange and inexplicable sense of connection made him have a deeper grasp on the offering than usual, as if the bird brooch had become a part of his body.

Originally, the ability of this offering was to transform into any kind of certificate he wanted, making it convenient for him to shape his identity and even create a logical loop through fraud. But now that it has been changed to a brooch, Yu Xing naturally has a new understanding... The purpose of a certificate is also suitable for a brooch. As long as he wants, this brooch can represent proof of any identity.

Yu Xing smiled and pinned the brooch to his chest with satisfaction. He then noticed that his clothes were a bit dirty and messy, with bloodstains, indescribable marks, and dust on them. He thought that he would have to buy Daisy's daughter another set of clothes when he got back to the hotel.

I just don't know if their time inside the art museum is different from the time outside, and whether they'll be able to make it back in time for dinner.

No one knows whether it was a coincidence or something else, but all five people who were let in made a profit in this collection room. However, if the offerings appeared based on the Karma and effect of the people who came in, there was still one person who was an exception: the chess player. He didn't have any offerings here, but instead took a Golden Apple belonging to the Blood Source.

Yu Xing found his offering relatively quickly. After bringing it back, he circled around again to make sure there were no other offerings of his own there. Reassured, he began to observe Ning Feng, Yun Si, and Zhao Yijiu. Ning Feng directly picked out a sharp knife from the collection. It looked like a scalpel, but it was larger. The serrated lines on the blade alone were enough to give this cold weapon a very bloodthirsty and chilling aura.

"He actually found his main weapon? This guy's luck is pretty good." If he had a choice, Yu Xing would actually prefer the Sheqing Dreamscape Seer to the Permit, not only because it contains the powerful Sheqing Ghost Yi Qing, but also because it is the dagger weapon he uses most often and is most comfortable with, which can also enhance and improve his tactics.

Unfortunately, even though he knew that the collection room held some offerings from outsiders, he never imagined that the Sheqing Dreamscape would be here. Because of Yi Qing's presence, this guy would definitely be running around with a dagger, and his pursuit of fun would never stop. Yu Xing even wondered if, when he reached the center of the island, he would hear from someone else an inspiring story about a suddenly appearing blue-robed ghost ruling over a certain building.

Yun Si took a headband... Yu Xing guessed that's what it was called.

Because the headband was very ornate, with a silver metal eye the size of the knuckle of a thumb, resembling the Eye of Darkness, in the very center, and some delicate chains and gems hanging down on both sides, full of exotic flair, but it looked like the kind of headdress worn by dancers kept in noble households or women in the royal family.

In other words, Yun Si, a man dressed simply, was slightly out of place with this headband. Yu Xing had plenty of time to think about it, and he felt that it would be very suitable for Yun Si to wear this headband if he changed into a gorgeous outfit, because Yun Si's face was very handsome, even with some three-dimensional features that were hard for Easterners to have, and his hair was just right, being granny gray and curly.

He wasn't quite sure what this thing was for, but he figured it was probably some kind of reconnaissance or protective offering. Anyway, after Yun Si got his hands on it, he put it in his pocket with a pale face, looking quite disgusted.

"Didn't get the Stop Killing order." Zhao Yijiu's voice suddenly rang out from behind Yu Xing, carrying a hint of coldness. Yu Xing felt as if she had returned to the night she first met Zhao Yijiu in the abandoned factory, and when she heard "You should gouge out your own eyes," she truly felt the eeriness.

He turned around in surprise and found Zhao Yijiu standing less than two decimeters behind him, holding a long, blood-soaked nail in her hand.

"This thing," Zhao Yijiu said in a low voice, sounding quite unhappy, "I use it the least; it's very inconvenient."

Spikes are a type of throwing weapon. Although they are very powerful and once pinned the paper figure firmly to the ground, they lose the initiative to continue attacking after being thrown. For Zhao Yijiu, they can only be used as an auxiliary tool, but what he lacks most right now is a good weapon.

"It's okay, we can always find it. If all else fails, we can try to find another knife to use as a substitute," Yu Xing comforted her. "But why weren't your nails disguised as something else?"

"Coffin nails might be a reasonable thing for Dead Silent Island," Zhao Yijiu replied.

This answer, however, seemed to lower the temperature of the air.

"Huh?" Suddenly, both of them heard a soft exclamation from beside them. Yun Si, who had just put away his headband, looked in their direction, his gaze fixed on the long nail. "Isn't this...?"

"Do you know where this thing comes from?" Zhao Yijiu reacted first and asked in a cold voice.

"Wait a minute, let me go ask first before I can decide whether I know or not." Yun Si wasn't intimidated by his cold tone, and turned to pull Ning Feng over. "Look at this thing, doesn't it look familiar?"

Ning Feng was idly playing with his scalpel, in a particularly good mood. When he was pulled along by the arm, he asked in a gentle, almost irritating voice, "What's that? Huh..."

The same interrogative word.

The player holding the chess piece was also drawn by their actions, and upon seeing the long nail in Zhao Yijiu's hand, he surprisingly opened his mouth and let out a soft "Eh."

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

Yu Xing: "... Tsk."

What are these people doing? They act like they know this nail, but they won't utter a single word about it.

What, are those nails from the coffins they buried?

"This thing looks just like the one your sister made." Ning Feng finally broke the awkward silence, looking at the player holding the chess pieces. "Isn't this your sister's weapon?"

"Go back and ask her. Maybe she sent it out in some timeline." The chess player said calmly, quickly losing interest in what Zhao Yijiu held, and turned to walk away.

Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu both had good hearing and didn't miss their conversation. They exchanged a glance, then suppressed their vague curiosity and decided to go back to the hotel first to mention this matter to Zhao Mou. If it really was related to the experience tester, they could ask him about it when they met him later.

After receiving their rewards, the person in charge politely but firmly urged them to leave quickly. They had had enough of the art museum and their priority was to return to their respective bases to organize information. So they obediently left the collection room.

Leaving the art museum required going through the main entrance on the first floor. Just as everyone reached the staircase from the third to the second floor under the supervision and guidance of the person in charge, Yu Xing stopped, looking as if she had suddenly remembered something. "Oh dear, can I go back to the Art Appreciation Room again?"

The person in charge squinted, his smile somewhat enigmatic, "What do you want to do?"

"I left something there. When Ms. Linda was pestering me to chat and tell me about the auction, I accidentally left a gift she gave me on the sofa." Yu Xing's face showed a hint of anxiety that was hard to decipher. "It's a ring. She said she wanted to contact me through this ring, and I'm afraid I'll be angry if she can't reach me if it's lost."

Upon hearing this, the person in charge, who had originally intended to ruthlessly fire him, stopped himself from speaking, turned his face away, and revealed a look of utter annoyance from an angle unseen by others.

It really was left behind by Linda. If we can't find her, she'll come to the art museum and cause trouble.

The Art Appreciation Room was unremarkable to begin with; when not in use, it was bare, much like the lounge downstairs. The person in charge didn't hesitate much, waving his hand. "Hurry up, I only have three minutes."

Yu Xing nodded gratefully and immediately took off running in that direction.

Zhao Yijiu stared at his back, then glanced discreetly at Yu Xing's pants pocket. Both gifts Linda had given him still carried her scent. Zhao Yijiu was very sensitive to scents, and he clearly sensed that the items were in Yu Xing's pocket.

The other three didn't say anything, but they all knew it was just a lame excuse. How could Yu Xing carelessly leave such an important item, which was related to the auction instance, on the sofa?

I'm afraid they have ulterior motives for going to the Art Appreciation Room.

After only a few seconds of thought, the three suddenly realized something. Ning Feng laughed out loud and shook his head helplessly, "When it comes to finding bargains, I still have a lot of room for improvement."

The person in charge didn't understand what they meant, so he could only frown, look at the watch that his staff had returned to his wrist, and silently count down the three minutes.

Because in his mind, the Art Appreciation Room really had nothing there, so how could he expect to find a bargain?

But Ning Feng and his friends, who were also outsiders, suddenly remembered that a staff member in the Art Appreciation Room had died, and there were four headstrong kids who had barged in.

Because of their presence, the Art Appreciation Room was filled with a bloody mist and had a very unpleasant smell for a long time. This made them overlook one thing: after these NPCs died, their bodies would also disappear, leaving only a small "remains".

Those are all treasures that can be used for research and to make money!

It didn't even take three minutes; just over a minute later, Yu Xing ran back. He didn't seem to have anything extra on him, except that his pants pockets looked slightly bulging.

The person in charge continued to lead them downstairs, directly to the first floor via the stairs. The lobby had just experienced a disturbance; many decorations were askew or even broken. This time, the three experience testers scanned the lobby with sharp eyes but didn't see a single "remains."

The person in charge couldn't understand what was wrong with these people all of a sudden. Were they questioning whether his cleaning work was up to standard?

"I've already cleaned it up. It's not my job as the curator to keep my art museum dirty and messy," the person in charge announced with some pride, implying that they didn't need to look at him with such disapproving eyes.

The testers were heartbroken.

The person in charge opened the doors of the art museum, and Yu Xing finally saw the scenery outside. The streets here were much more magnificent and beautiful than the desolate scene around the hotel. Buildings stood one after another, each one very solemn. A huge oval mirror with exquisite carvings stood next to the pillars by the entrance of the art museum.

Everyone else had bought their tickets legitimately from outside, so they didn't seem to have any particular feelings about it.

"Thank you for coming to my art exhibition. I hope that I won't have to trouble you anymore until everything gets better for me." The person in charge gave a sincere smile and gestured for them to continue.

The implication is twofold: first, he doesn't want any more troubles that only outsiders can solve to bother him; second, it's Yu Xing himself realized... The person in charge probably also genuinely wanted to tell them to "get lost."

The museum doors were closed, leaving five people standing in front of the museum.

The sky was overcast, with no light, making it seem as if it were already night or close to nightfall. The mirror reflected a faint glow, as if it were another world.

Yun Si started staring at Yu Xing's pants, his gaze brazenly sweeping over the pockets for a long time, until Yu Xing coughed and said, "Friend, don't look there so casually, I might misunderstand something."

Zhao Yijiu responded with a disapproving snort, though it was unclear who she was specifically criticizing.

"Yu Xing, this dungeon run really made you a fortune," Ning Feng remarked with a half-smile.

Yu Xing then understood.