Chapter 111 The Multicolored Black

Ning Shuyin was taken aback.

Today's exhibition can be described as a galaxy-wide treasure trove of ancient civilization collections. Those invited are all renowned scholars.

Now, in this setting and with this grand occasion, to ask her to name the exhibit in the center? That's far too hasty, and it overestimates her abilities.

She glanced at Zhou Zhiheng. But there wasn't a trace of a joke on the young, handsome face beside him.

Since the boss had given the order, Ning Shuyin had no choice but to bite the bullet and stare intently at the "golden grain of rice."

She turned on her personal computer and quickly took a closer look at the exhibit's description.

Fragments of higher-dimensional creation. They are both the focus of art and the singularity in physics, the source of gravity for the entire distorted space.

Since that's the case.

She tried her best to summon her meager literary talent.

"Since it can distort space, why not call it the Core of All Power?"

After listening, Zhou Zhiheng looked dissatisfied: "Too straightforward, lacking imagination. It sounds like the title of a poorly made science fiction novel."

Ning Shuyin: "..."

Well, the client has a lot of demands. She came up with a few more, but they were all rejected and required revision by the client.

at last……

"How about we call it 'Colorful Black'?" she complained helplessly.

Unexpectedly, this remark piqued Zhou Zhiheng's interest.

“Okay,” he said, beckoning the curator who was waiting nearby. “Rename the exhibit to ‘Colorful Black’.”

Ning Shuyin: "..."

Zhou Zhiheng had already started walking towards the next area.

Ning Shuyin immediately followed.

But somewhere unnoticed, a faint ripple in the space stirred.

In the time that followed, Zhou Zhiheng gave her a full experience of what it meant to be a whale (someone who spends a lot of money on in-game purchases) and be carefree.

Exhibits she found uninteresting were removed immediately. Items that interested her were moved to more prominent positions by the curator.

He strolled up to the top floor of the art museum. Pointing to a set of energy spheres from the civilization of Atlantis, he asked, "Tell me, what feeling do these spheres evoke in you?"

Ning Shuyin couldn't offer any advice, so she just made up something: "The loneliness of burning money."

Zhou Zhiheng was taken aback, but surprisingly did not refute it.

Enter the rest area.

A waiter politely stepped forward and respectfully inquired about Zhou Zhiheng's needs.

Zhou Zhiheng, maintaining his indifferent tone, said to Ning Shuyin, "Your work efficiency is acceptable. You are allowed to rest for fifteen minutes."

As he spoke, he looked at the food and beverage area in the rest area: "Would you like something to drink? Or would you like something to eat?"

After saying that, he shook his finger and waved the waiter away.

"I... juice will do."

Zhou Zhiheng took a glass of snake juice from the food area and handed it to her.

After handing her the juice, I gave her a small plate of cookies: "Here, have some."

Ning Shuyin took it and ate a piece with her juice. It was crisp and delicious.

Just as Zhou Zhiheng was about to get himself some food, his personal terminal rang.

He glanced at the red exclamation mark on the alarm screen and frowned slightly. "I need to take care of some things. Wait for me here."

He took two steps, then stopped.

He turned back and gave him a warning look, saying, "Don't run around. Everything here is very expensive. You can't afford to pay for any of the broken pieces."

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

Ning Shuyin watched Zhou Zhiheng's departing figure—the opportunity had arrived!

She put the cup in the recycling area and, following the map she knew by heart, slipped towards the "Wedding of the Stars" exhibition area.

That was a separate exhibition area located on the ground floor of the exhibition hall. The entrance was designed as an irregularly shaped circular tunnel.

After passing through the tunnel, a breathtaking view suddenly appeared. This was a scene created using miniature ancient architectural models.

The Milky Way lies beneath my feet, and the deep sea stretches above. Countless starfish glow in the ocean.

At the center of the model is an ancient wedding chapel. Two wedding gowns stand in soft light, as if waiting for their owners.

According to the exhibit descriptions, this is the place where lovers made a vow of souls in ancient legends.

Sure enough, the atmosphere was amazing!

Ning Shuyin quickly took a picture of the model.

Then, glancing to the side, she saw a spindle-shaped sculpture, her carefully chosen hiding spot.

She walked into the sculpture, sat down comfortably inside, and then sent the photos she had just taken to Su Qianqian:

[Qianqian! Quickly bring Gulei to the Star Wedding exhibition area! There's an exhibit here that's super romantic and perfect for a date—you have to see it!]

The message was sent successfully.

Ning Shuyin hid inside the sculpture, clutching the small spray bottle that would determine the success or failure of the mission in her palm, her heart pounding like a drum.

The prey is about to be caught in the net, and Cupid, wielding the arrow of love, is in position.

Ning Shuyin had already found the optimal spray angle. It would precisely cover Su Qianqian and Gu Lei without harming innocent bystanders.

Waiting time always seems particularly boring.

Her hand rested on the cold base of the sculpture and accidentally touched a button.

"Beep!"

A soft notification sound rang out.

Before she could react, a pale blue light curtain rose from the edge of the sculpture.

The light curtain formed an airtight force field shield, trapping her inside.

The museum has now closed its doors to the public for this collection.

The cold, detached notification sound echoed in the cramped space.

Ning Shuyin was dumbfounded. She had accidentally triggered the protective barrier around the sculptures after the museum closed.

She tried to pass through the light curtain to leave, but it was as if she had encountered steel bars, and she couldn't get out at all.

"..."

What's going on?! She just wanted to spray some mist, not to be packaged up as an exhibit...

Just then, footsteps were heard at the entrance of the exhibition area.

It's Su Qianqian and Gu Lei.

"Wow, Shuyin didn't lie to me, this place is really beautiful," Su Qianqian exclaimed.

Ning Shuyin was anxious and forgot about her predicament of being trapped.

The mission was urgent! She hid further into the middle of the sculpture.

As the two drew closer, they were about to enter the optimal firing range.

The light curtain is not completely sealed; it can still be sprayed with mist.

However, just as she took out the spray bottle, almost at the same time, a series of hurried footsteps came from the exhibition area.

"Chairman, this is the G-1 exhibition area. It should just be that the defense system was accidentally triggered."

A group of security personnel escorted Zhou Zhiheng as he walked over.

Zhou Zhiheng looked displeased. He had just finished dealing with the abnormal access alert at the exhibition hall when he discovered that Ning Shuyin was missing.

Before he could even check the surveillance footage, he received an alarm from here. From afar, he could see the pale purple skirt peeking out from the sculpture.

Ning Shuyin naturally saw Zhou Zhiheng as well.

But for her, bringing Su Qianqian and Gu Lei together was more important.

Let's get their first kiss first. We'll deal with the rest later.

She decisively looked away and aimed the spray at Gu Lei.

Now! She pressed the spray button!

"puff--"

A burst of sweet, pink fragrance wafted out. But then a strange thing happened.

The mist did not drift towards Su Qianqian and Gu Lei along the direction of the jet, but instead, as if drawn by an invisible force, it drifted straight in the opposite direction in mid-air.

Space is distorted.

It was that "colorful black" thing in the center of the exhibition hall that was responsible! Golden, rice-grain-like dimensional fragments distorted everything.

Zhou Zhiheng was already standing in front of Ning Shuyin.

He stretched out his palm and placed it on the unlock area.

[Current owner identified: Zhou Zhiheng. Initiate unlocking.]

Position unlocked.

Zhou Zhiheng was completely unaware that he had inhaled a sweet-smelling gas.