Chapter 386 Broken Wax Figure

Zheng Xun cooperated with the hospital staff and provided the information he knew before leaving.

He did not return to his previous residence, but found a hotel nearby to stay.

He needs simulation.

The hotel is within walking distance. Zheng Xun walked downstairs and found several sneaky figures near the door.

He glanced around and saw about five people, all holding photo-taking equipment in their hands.

Zheng Xun was too lazy to care and had serious things to do, so he went straight into the hotel door.

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The room was clean and comfortable. Zheng Xun only turned on the bedside lamp, took a shower and changed clothes, then returned to bed and clicked on the simulation function of the bracelet.

I haven’t used this function for a long time, and it even feels a little strange.

Zheng Xun lay flat on the bed and clicked start.

He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, he was already inside the wax museum.

The one closest to him was the half-length wax figure of a woman printed on the ticket. It is all white except for the tears dripping from the left eye of its face which are red. The eyes are closed, giving a calm sadness.

Zheng Xun took two steps forward and paused.

He found that there was another one exactly like it on the back of the wax figure.

There are actually two?

He tried to reach out to move the wax figure, but just when his hand was about to touch the base of the wax figure, the woman with closed eyes suddenly opened her eyes, her blood-red eyes staring at Zheng Xun closely, and at the same time she opened her mouth, revealing Sharp teeth and a sharp scream!

Zheng Xun was caught off guard and his ears were buzzing. He operated the bracelet twice, covered his ears and stepped back.

At the same time, a petite figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wearing small leather shoes and a red cloak, Sister Hong makes a shining appearance with a sledgehammer.

"Honghong, go and mute it."

Zheng Xun gave the order, and Little Red Riding Hood swung the sledgehammer expressionlessly, smashing the wax figure to pieces with a few bangs.

Manual mute.

After doing this, it took back its swinging hammer, stood obediently next to Zheng Xun, and held hands with him.

Zheng Xun took the little girl's cold left hand and took a few steps forward.

Among the broken wax figures was a note with words on it.

——Hello visitors, welcome to the Surprise Wax Museum. This museum will bring you an excellent visual and aesthetic experience. But before the official visit, we have prepared a few warm tips for you. First of all, please do not damage the exhibits in the museum, otherwise they will cause you some minor trouble.

Zheng Xun read this and could only remain silent.

…

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Looking at the broken dregs, Zheng Xun was speechless.

At this time, the sound of locking was heard again.

Well, it looks like this one has to be reopened.

He was ready to end early.

[Whether to end the simulation early]

When the prompt page popped up, Zheng Xun, who had never hesitated in the past, did not immediately lower his finger this time.

He remembered what Lin Yisheng had said to him. If what he said was true, then every simulation would cost Zheng Xun a considerable price.

He didn't know how the many Zheng Xuns Lin Yisheng saw appeared. There are two situations. First, after the simulation ends, the current him will die, and a new Zheng Xun will inherit all his previous memories and return to reality.

Second, the person who initially entered the simulation process was not the real him, but a copy of him. His real body is temporarily stored somewhere. When the replica fails, he will inherit the memory of the replica and perform the next simulation.

Either way, the price is not easy to accept.

But... Zheng Xun still pressed the "yes" button.

He can't look back.

That night, Zheng Xun performed a total of ten simulations.

Although the wax museum is an indoor replica, there are still many small devices inside.

Even Zheng Xun himself only passed the level on the tenth time.

There are four exhibition halls in the dungeon, and it is not over until you survive in the "Light" exhibition hall.

When Zheng Xun finished all the simulations and opened his eyes, he looked at the electronic clock beside the bed.

It's already past 3 o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Xun got out of bed and opened a bottle of mineral water. After replenishing water, he went back to bed and took the time to catch up on his sleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought of Zhao Ran.

Clearing the dungeon is not the final goal, he wants to find Zhao Ran.

He took the ticket away without anyone noticing, and now it was lying in his palm.

Zhao Ran...

Amazing Wax Museum…

What is the connection between the two?

Zheng Xun couldn't figure it out, so he simply covered his head with a pillow and didn't think about it.

He slept for 2 hours and woke up with a start. When I woke up, it was already past 5 o'clock.

Zheng Xun rubbed his messy hair, washed up, checked the things in Yun Space, and prepared to leave.

When he went out, he took a piece of lemon candy in his mouth, but he accidentally took it by mistake. He took it as a mint candy, which made his facial features wrinkle together.

He raised the tip of his tongue and planned to spit it out, but after thinking about it, he didn't spit it out.

Just think of it as refreshing.

Zheng Xun entered the elevator and pressed the first floor button.

He looked up at the beating numbers, as if thinking.

When the elevator went down to the third floor, Zheng Xun pointed his finger on the number 2 button, pressed it with his fingertips, and it lit up.

The elevator stopped on the second floor and Zheng Xun left. Opposite it happened to be the reception room on the second floor. He quickly walked to the window and took a look downstairs.

Sure enough, there were three floors inside and three floors outside, filled with reporters, anti-fans, and the never-ending melon-eating passers-by.

Zheng Xun came to the stairs, and from here he could hear the noise coming from the first floor.

He thought for a few seconds and called the front desk.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Xun left the hotel from a hidden cargo elevator used by employees to carry items. He called a taxi in advance and closed the door.

The car drove past the hotel entrance. Zheng Xun looked at the crowded crowd outside the window. He was calm and watched coldly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

He took a taxi directly to the airport and flew to District 135, the White Tower where the Wax Museum was located.

I don’t know who spread the rumor, but when Zheng Xun arrived, he found that there were many people gathered in front of the White Tower.

“…”

The driver was still watching the excitement.

“Which big star is coming? Such a big show!”

The “big star” who was sitting in the back seat and hadn’t gotten off the car yet: …

“Master,” he negotiated with the driver, “Sell me the hat and coat, and I’ll buy them at a high price.”

“?” The driver didn’t expect the customer to have such a request, but after hearing the price Zheng Xun gave him, he gave him everything he wanted without saying a word.

He even took the initiative to add two more pieces.

"Do you want pants and vest?"

"...Master, keep them for yourself."

Zheng Xun took out a brand new black mask from his backpack, put on his coat and hood, and hunched his shoulders.

The coat that the master gave him was very large, just enough to cover him. Zheng Xun stood up his collar and blended into the crowd.

He turned his exposed eyes left and right, and patted the shoulder of the young man closest to him.

"Brother, lend me one of the banners in your hand."

The young man was indignant.

"Are you also here to oppose Zheng Xun?"

"I can be."

He was afraid that the young man would think he was not firm, so he added.

"Zheng Xun wantonly disrupted the order of the tower circle and reversed right and wrong. It's hateful, too hateful."

It is estimated that these words touched the young man's heart, and he immediately handed him the extra banner in his hand.

"Here, brother! Let's stay here to the death today! We must wait for Zheng Xun!"

Zheng Xun was very happy when he heard this, nodded vigorously, and made a perfunctory sound.

Then he held up a banner, inserted it into the gap between the crowd, and squeezed to a position close to the gate of the White Tower.

The door was half open, and I wonder if there were any radical black fans inside.

Zheng Xun turned his body to the side and squeezed in nimbly.

The first floor of the White Tower was filled with inorganic white. Zheng Xun closed the door, turned around, and found two strange men in front of him.

The two men looked unfriendly, and their eyes looking at Zheng Xun were filled with unspeakable malice.

The man with curly hair on the left spoke first.

"Hey, isn't this our strongest newcomer?"