Chapter 47 A Night of Horror at the Museum

"Mr. Zhou! There's nothing in the safe!"

As soon as Ning Shuyin finished speaking, the mocking look on Zhou Zhiheng's face disappeared.

Clearly, she was right.

But Ning Shuyin didn't give Zhou Zhiheng time to praise her.

She spoke quickly and urgently, unable to contain her nervousness: "But that's not the point!"

Half a minute ago.

She closed her eyes and activated her sensory abilities.

Perception, like dense silk threads, began to spread outward from her sea of ​​consciousness, penetrating the physical barrier of the quantum safe.

That "Crystal of Purification" contains extremely pure energy.

If it were inside, it would stand out like a lighthouse in the night.

And at this moment, that safe—

It was completely dark, with no energy response whatsoever.

This only means that what she wanted wasn't inside.

She learned that the so-called quantum safe was just a prank Zhou Zhiheng played on her.

But her perception did not stop there.

The superpower began to search further afield.

The exhibition halls around her were filled with all sorts of precious artifacts. She could only try her best to sense the energy fluctuations related to "purification".

Ning Shuyin was still not proficient in using her supernatural abilities. Her perception began to distort after passing through each display case.

The energy threads slid towards the ceiling.

Then, she "saw" it.

Outside the roof, the metal block disguised as meteorite fragments suddenly lit up with dense red dots—the eyes of the mechanical creature.

Deep inside the ventilation ducts, mechanical spiders are awakening.

They spread their limbs, adjusted themselves into a walking posture, and began to crawl.

Further away—

At the Mirage's docking station, the aircraft's storage compartments were pried open by several robotic arms.

One by one, the mechanical warriors, half a person's height, climbed out.

"Not the point? What do you mean?" Zhou Zhiheng asked her impatiently, his face darkening.

Ning Shuyin said quickly, trying to remain calm, "It means that something that shouldn't be in your toy box has gotten in!"

"We're in trouble, big trouble! The Machine Race has invaded the museum."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiheng showed no sign of panic, but instead appeared suspicious.

"Mechanical race?"

He smiled sarcastically.

"Miss Ning, don't you think it's too low-class to fabricate such a lie just to avoid a lock that can't be opened?"

"Although... there really was nothing in the safe, you guessed that right."

He took a step forward, and a sense of oppression washed over him.

Ning Shuyin was both anxious and angry: "Are you crazy? Run! Where is the evacuation route here?"

"Evacuation?"

Zhou Zhiheng glanced at her, raised his wrist, and quickly operated on his personal terminal.

He quickly pressed the last button.

No evacuation route was found.

Only a pink butterfly attendant flew down to his knees.

"Miss Ning, it's not that easy for you to escape my toy box."

He gave the order to the pink butterfly kneeling at his feet:

"Activate the highest level of lockdown now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull rumble echoed throughout the museum.

One after another, heavy alloy gates fell from the dome to the ground.

All exits and passages were completely sealed off within seconds.

Outside the openwork walls, layers of energy shields completely isolate this floating fortress from the outside world.

"Now, I will interrogate you alone."

A cold smile appeared on Zhou Zhiheng's face.

"How could an ordinary person know about the core vulnerability of the hyperdimensional ledger and accurately guess that there was nothing in the safe? Now, they're trying to fool me with the machine race's intrusion."

However, Zhou Zhiheng's interrogation had not yet begun.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire museum.

A series of red warning signs were projected into the air by the pink butterfly attendant.

[WARNING! Unknown high-threat mechanical unit detected!]

Quantity: 37!

[WARNING! External communications have been cut off!]

Zhou Zhiheng's smile froze.

The alarm is real.

So this girl... she wasn't lying.

Zhou Zhiheng's face darkened, and he tapped on the personal terminal.

The next second.

"Buzz—"

The liquid metal butterfly, which was originally fluttering gracefully, changed its form in an instant.

The magnificent butterfly wings folded and transformed into sharp longswords and energy cannons.

Their body structures rapidly reorganized, transforming them into mechanical warriors brimming with killing intent.

This is their true form—Zhou Zhiheng's most elite private guard.

Dozens of mechanical warriors quickly surrounded the two, their cannons pointing outwards, locking onto all sides.

After the initial surprise, Zhou Zhiheng quickly regained his composure.

Anger, feeling offended, flared in his eyes.

There really is something that dares to run wild on his turf.

He glanced at Ning Shuyin beside him and said confidently:

"It seems you weren't lying; the trouble is indeed quite significant."

"However, here with me..."

He snapped his fingers with a flourish. The muzzles of all the mechanical warriors lit up with the glow of laser cannons charging up.

"No matter how big the trouble is, it's just... garbage to be cleaned up."

Ning Shuyin felt somewhat relieved as she watched the steel legion that had formed in an instant.

But instinctively, she quietly raised her hand and touched the hair clip hidden in her hair.

The Mech race has invaded; the Alliance needs to be notified.

She decisively crushed the fiber ball on the hair clip with her fingertips.

A-Star Royal Hospital Office.

Five minutes ago.

"Sizzle—"

The holographic screen in front of Loran flickered suddenly, and then the signal was interrupted.

"Um?"

Loran frowned and tapped the control panel a few times with his fingertips, but could not restore the signal.

"It seems your medical observation equipment is nothing special," Situ Linchen said with a gloating tone.

Loran ignored him and tried to reconnect. The screen displayed a message indicating the device was overloaded and damaged.

Luo Lan was about to look up and say something to Situ Linchen.

Situ Linchen's expression had changed.

The personal terminal on his wrist suddenly sounded an alarm!

A red distress signal, the highest level of alert, flashed on the screen.

That was a distress signal from his dedicated encrypted frequency band, "Star Beacon," which could not be blocked by conventional means.

"Ning Shuyin is in trouble."

Situ Linchen suddenly stood up.

He ignored Loran beside him and immediately opened the fleet communications.

"Mu Ze, order the First Assault Fleet to enter Level One combat readiness. Target: Zhou's Private Museum."

"Attention all intelligence units, lock onto the location of the Star Beacon. I need to see all operational information there within five minutes."

At this moment, inside the museum exhibition hall.

"Fire!"

War broke out instantly.

At Zhou Zhiheng's command, beams of energy poured out like a torrential rain.

The first wave of mechanical mantises that charged in were instantly blasted to pieces.

Zhou Zhiheng skillfully operated the computer, commanding his mechanical army like an elegant conductor.

"Left flank, increase firepower, eliminate crawling units."

"Museum defense array activated. Switch external sniping positions to fully automatic mode."

Zhou Zhiheng's command was precise and efficient.

But Ning Shuyin's "perception" told her that this was far from enough.

“Zhou Zhiheng,” she shouted, “there are spiders coming out of the right ventilation duct, at least fifty of them!”

Zhou Zhiheng listened, glanced down at the detector, and showed no reaction.

But he didn't have a chance to make a sarcastic remark.

"Bang!"

The alloy plate of the right-side vent was pushed open with great force.

Countless mechanical spiders surged out like a tidal wave.

Both the direction and the quantity were exactly the same as what Ning Shuyin had said.