Blinking Portrait
The art museum was enormous. From the entrance to the mural wall at the far end, it looked to be at least three hundred meters—about the length of three soccer fields. It was less an art museum than a palace.
Relief murals covered the walls on both sides and the domed ceiling overhead. Three enormous crystal chandeliers hung beneath the dome, bright enough to illuminate every corner of the museum. Even the shadowed areas behind the massive pillars had been fitted with small, softly lit lamps to make the paintings easier to see.
The paintings in the museum hung around circular pillars.
After passing the Door Blocking Pillar, Xu Huo and his companion saw the other players taking part in this instance.
Six men and four women.
"Everyone's here." The first to speak was a male Player standing directly in front of the Door Blocking Pillar. "The game has already told us what we need to know. There are twelve of us, and the first task is to find a fake painting. The other two tasks are hidden; presumably, the second one will appear after we complete the first."
"Usually, you only need to complete one task to barely clear an instance like this. So as long as we find the fake painting, we can get the Return Ticket."
When no one responded, he took the initiative to introduce himself. "I'm Pan Siming. I've done four E-class instances so far. I'm a White Player."
Several people looked his way, but Pan Siming smiled and said, "The Player classification started with the Preliminary Train. Not killing anyone on the train doesn't mean a Player can't fight."
A gloomy man nearby, with a dimple in his chin, sneered. "I don't know if you can fight, but this instance definitely isn't