Chapter 064 Chapter 64

United States.

On the second floor of a small single-family villa, a blond young man in the room was wearing headphones, crossing his legs, swaying his head to the rhythm of the music, and occasionally rolling the mouse.

The blond young man was browsing the Internet platform. When he saw some interesting news, he burst out laughing.

He didn't notice at all that his sister downstairs had called him several times.

Since no one responded after she called out several times, Kelly, who had run out of patience, walked up the stairs and opened her brother's door.

Chad, who was wearing headphones and facing away from the door, was unaware of what was happening. He was browsing someone's post and laughing. The next second, the headphones playing music were taken off. Chad immediately turned his head unhappily and saw Kelly looking at him unhappily. Then Chad remembered what he had missed.

"I'll be there in a minute!" Chad quickly turned off the computer. "You were too slow in putting on your makeup. I was just waiting for you. I just saw a very funny post. Do you know the doomsday news circulating in Japan? They actually said that the world will soon be occupied by ghosts. Ha, how funny."

"Stupid rumors, you might as well clean up the mess instead of talking." Kelly rolled her eyes. "If Martin hadn't been busy and couldn't accompany me today, I wouldn't have brought you to the art museum."

Martin is Kelly's boyfriend. They attend the same university and met at a campus event.

Chad: "Well, your Martin, it's a pity that he can't go with you, right? In order not to waste your reserved ticket, I, your dear brother, will go with you."

Kelly snorted.

Chad put on his coat and put his headphones back on his head.

Kelly looked at him in disbelief: "You're still wearing your headphones?"

"Music is my passion." Chad raised his eyebrows. "Of course, I also appreciate works of art, such as those beautiful female sculptures."

"The art museum we're going to today is most famous for its oil paintings." Kelly shook her head. "It's a waste to bring you along. You won't understand the beauty of those works of art."

Chad hung the headphones around his neck. "Well, I don't have artistic talent, but your Martin does. Kelly, why don't you consider breaking up with that muscle guy? What's the point of having a guy who won't be with you on your birthday? Today is your birthday, and unless his relatives have passed away, he should be with you all day today anyway."

The two walked down the stairs quickly, and Kelly came to the street and waved a taxi. After sitting in the passenger seat, Kelly turned to her brother and said, "Shut up, okay, Chad. Martin can't come today because his father is sick and he has to go back to see him."

Chad curled his lips, and after Kelly told the driver the address of the art museum, he said: "What a lame excuse."

He doesn't believe it.

Martin is the captain of the school football team and is very popular with girls. He is just trying to flirt with other girls by saying his father is sick and they need to go see him.

Of course, there's no point telling Kelly this, because she won't believe it anyway.

The siblings' home was not far from the museum, and they arrived at the Roselle Museum half an hour later. This is a newly opened national museum, divided into four major areas, with thousands of exhibits. Because it was just opened some time ago, there were many tourists viewing the art works, and tickets had to be booked a week in advance.

After entering the art museum, Chad immediately put on his headphones and began to play the music in the memory card of the headphones in an endless loop. He followed Kelly silently, looking around with a bored look.

After entering the museum, the first thing we saw was the oil painting exhibition area. The magnificent walls were covered with oil paintings. Next to the paintings, there was a small black box with the name and author of the work, as well as a brief introduction. Chad had no interest in art works. He came here simply to save Kelly from wasting the tickets she had already bought. He also wanted to accompany her shopping and carry her bags after visiting the art museum. As for the reward, Kelly would treat him to a big meal at noon and in the evening.

Her boyfriend wasn't there on her birthday, and she couldn't find any other friends to accompany her, so she had to let her brother go with her. Chad felt sorry for his sister's lack of friends from the bottom of his heart.

Come to think of it, you can't blame her. For a nerdy girl who only likes reading and painting, she was extremely lucky to have a boyfriend during college.

Maybe it’s because of her face and figure. Although she is a nerd, Kelly’s appearance is first-class.

She's just too boring. Who goes to an art museum with her boyfriend on her birthday?

Chad listened to the music in his headphones, and gradually his head began to sway with the music, and he even hummed a few notes. Kelly immediately turned her head and glared at her brother.

Chad immediately shrugged and said he would remain quiet.

Kelly pointed at him and said: You'd better do this.

After they finished viewing the paintings in the first room, they continued walking forward. Kelly savored each painting carefully, while Chad was just skimming the surface, only vaguely remembering that the paintings he had just viewed included landscapes, portraits, and a portrait of a woman getting dressed and looking in the mirror.

As a man, he was instinctively more impressed by the last painting.

But that's all. It seems to be an earlier painting. At that time, most oil paintings were impressionist, focusing more on the feeling of light and shadow rather than the details of the characters.

Chad felt his nose itchy, so he lowered his head to touch it and bumped into a man.

"Sorry." Chad immediately whispered and looked at the other person.

This was a tall, dark-haired man who was accompanying an elderly man. The man nodded to Chad and walked around them with his mother.

Chad put the previous episode behind him and continued to follow Kelly.

People who like art and people who are indifferent to art look at paintings differently. If a person who likes art sees a work that touches his or her heart, he or she will stay in front of the painting for a long time, carefully observing it from top to bottom, and wishing to remember every brush stroke on it.

This is what Kelly is like now. She is standing in front of a huge colorful oil painting for a long time.

Kelly refused to leave, so Chad had no choice but to sit down on a chair next to her, waiting boredly for Kelly to finish appreciating the work.

Since he had no interest in the paintings, Chad began to observe the guests who were looking at the paintings.

There were high school students with backpacks, career elites in their thirties, couples with a common interest in art, men and women who came alone, and many people over fifty years old.

Oh, and there are also a couple sticking together, and the muscular man with short red hair looks like Martin.

Huh? Wait, that's Martin.

Chad stared at Martin who was holding the girl in the miniskirt.

It turned out that visiting a sick father was just an excuse. The truth was that he came to accompany other girls.

But why here?

Chad stood up, walked over to Kelly and patted her shoulder.

Kelly was concentrating on looking at the painting. When she was interrupted, she turned around and looked at Chad with dissatisfaction.

Chad took off his headphones and asked Kelly in a low voice, "Didn't you tell Martin that you wanted to come to the museum with him today?"

"No," Kelly said, "I just asked him if he had time today, and he said no, so I didn't tell him that I had bought the ticket to the museum."

Kelly was in a hurry at the time, so she booked the tickets in advance. Once the museum tickets are booked, they are not refundable. She didn't want to tell Martin and put pressure on him and make him feel guilty.

Anyway, it’s not a waste to watch it with my brother.

Chad smiled, turned and pointed across.

Kelly looked in the direction he pointed, and her blue eyes suddenly widened as she looked in disbelief at Martin and another girl she didn't know who were stuck together.

"That bastard..." Kelly walked over angrily and came in front of Martin.

"Who are you?" The girl in the miniskirt asked in confusion when she saw someone blocking her way.

Kelly looked at Martin.

Martin suddenly looked nervous and embarrassed: "Let me explain..."

"We're done." Kelly gritted her teeth and said each word clearly, then slapped Martin in the face.

In the quiet art museum, the slap was very loud.

The girl in the miniskirt next to her was so scared that she screamed, "Ah!"

Other people in the museum turned around and looked over here in confusion.

"I..." Martin was about to speak.

But something unexpected happened at this moment. A gray fog suddenly appeared in the museum and began to spread outward until it enveloped the museum.

From the street outside, it looked like a large gray cloud had landed on the ground, enveloping the entire building.

Immediately, pedestrians on the street cried out in surprise, and many people stopped to take pictures of the scene and post them online.

The sudden fog in the art museum disappeared after a few minutes.

Also disappearing was a group of tourists who were admiring the art.

"Wesley?" A white-haired old lady called out her son's name, "Where have you been, Wesley?"

"Sera? Sera??" Someone was also calling her daughter.

Soon they discovered that only the young people in the museum had disappeared, and the older ones like them were left behind.

Oh, yes, and there are some guys who are young but obviously weak.

The fog took away healthy young people in the pavilion.

The gray fog inside the exhibition hall disappeared, but the gray fog surrounding the outside of the art museum did not. Not only that, it became thicker, causing more and more people to stop on the roadside. Everyone stopped to watch this spectacle, and many people began to record videos with their mobile phones.

The next second, many people's mobile phones suddenly switched interfaces and entered a live broadcast room.

Not only the people watching here, but also many people who were bored at home and were watching videos, playing games, or watching movies on their computers, all had their screens switched and entered a live broadcast room.

I can’t switch off and I can’t exit. Even if I shut down the computer and reopen it, it’s still the live broadcast interface.

Many people who play games or watch movies want to post messages on the Internet, but they can only use other devices to complain on online platforms.

[What are you doing? Another hacker. ]

[What the hell, I was playing a game and suddenly a live stream came in. ]

【You too? Me too. 】

[So what is this? You have to pay to get out of the live streaming room? Where is the payment link? I have plenty of money.]

【Hacker attacks are also a habit. 】

[There's something wrong with this live broadcast. Is this a live broadcast from inside the museum? ]

[Hmm? Art museum?]

[Hey guys, this seems to be the weird live broadcast mentioned in the legend. ]

【What, that doomsday rumor?】

【Some people really believe it. 】

【Those who believe this are fools. 】

[I won’t talk about that for now. I’m going to go watch the live broadcast. ]

[Okay, I'll go check it out too.]

【And then expose them, huh? Hahaha. 】

[It seems to be no rumor. Do you know about the newly opened art museum? My apartment is right across from the museum. Now the museum is being enveloped by a huge gray cloud. Some people try to get closer, but once they get closer, they are sent back to the position two steps ago and cannot enter.]

[What is that? Has space technology finally produced new research results? ]

[It may be that the mysterious substance in the laboratory has leaked. ]

[UFO!! This must be a UFO incident! I can’t believe it. We are witnessing history. I’ll bet my toilet seat that there must be aliens in there!]

[Maybe aliens are capturing people in the museum and doing experiments on them, hahaha.]

【Why not watch the live broadcast? 】

[What live broadcast? What are you talking about? Why don’t I have it? Do hackers look down on me? ]

[Don't worry, brother, my computer has entered the live broadcast interface and I'm already recording it with my phone. I'll show it to you later when I finish recording. You can follow me on Facebook.]

[Don’t watch the live broadcast, it’s all a conspiracy! Turn off the power quickly, otherwise all the information in your computer will be transmitted. ]

[Really? But I want to see it. ]

[It doesn’t matter, my computer has nothing but videos.]

[I won’t say any more, brothers. I’m going to watch the live broadcast. ]

[There is a comment section below the live broadcast, let’s chat there. ]