Chapter 279

For Xiang Yutong and Yan Momo, today was a day so exciting that they almost lost their souls.

After leaving the square and having breakfast, Xiang Yutong dragged Yan Momo into the comic exhibition on time. There were three venues in the comic exhibition in Zhuyue Square. They planned to take a look around first and then wait for the five perfectly recreated cosplayers in the Modern Pavilion.

They were the first group of people to come in. As soon as they entered, they went straight to the passage between the Modern Pavilion and the Ancient Pavilion. After taking a few photos in the extremely beautifully decorated Ancient Pavilion, they went to the high-tech Interstellar Pavilion.

Yan Momo's eyes widened as she came in: "So cool!"

The Star Pavilion is blue-black in color. It is not like the modern pavilions with large translucent glass domes, nor like the ancient pavilions with huge transparent windows. The Star Pavilion is a closed space, with crisscrossing light strips providing lighting for this space. The black tiles are matched with the narrow blue light strips, and the starry sky projected overhead will make people dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

"This comic convention has been preheated for so long, and there really is something." Xiang Yutong looked around with great interest, and joked with Yan Momo, "The Star Pavilion is so big and has no windows. If the power suddenly goes out, we can just act out Death Comes."

"We are still in the Starry Pavilion!" Yan Momo smiled and patted her: "Stop making such scary jokes!"

"Okay, okay, I know you're timid!" Xiang Yutong stuck out her tongue at her, then ran to a tilted photo frame inlaid with light strips, "Momo! Come over here and take a picture for me!"

She struck a cool pose, with blue light projected on her. With her deliberate expression, she really looked like a star warrior goddess.

Yan Momo took out her phone and took several photos, then said with regret: "If I had dark hair, it would have looked better in the Starry Sky Pavilion."

"If it weren't for his poor height and appearance———" Xiang Yutong sighed, "This scene really reflects Jiang Jiang, it must be super cool!"

"It doesn't matter if we don't leave the police station." Yan Momo was thinking about those cosplayers all the way. "Should we go find the cosplayers we met in the square to collect stamps?"

If her guess is correct, and those five people really are crying for them, then taking a photo with the heroes who protect the world is something worth commemorating for a lifetime!

Even so, Yan Momo feels that it is unlikely for them to enter the comic convention. The last update of the comic was that Yingying and his friends took on the task of "The Mystery of the Bridge". According to the time calculation, the task should have been solved by now, but suddenly they came from the bridge to the Moon-catching Square...

Yan Momo thought of the rule that wherever non-Emirati groups go, something bad will happen, and she began to worry involuntarily, will there be any problems at this comic convention?

She patted her cheeks, and threw this horrible thought out of her mind, thinking that their luck had been pretty good over the past month, and it wouldn't be so bad that it would go wrong here.

Xiang Yutong had already selected a satisfactory photo on her phone. She looked up and asked Yan Momo: "Momo, do you want to take a photo?"

The desire to take a photo took root in her heart, and Yan Momo couldn't wait to try her luck at the Modern Pavilion: "I won't take photos for now, I want to go to the Modern Pavilion."

"Do you understand me now?" Xiang Yutong patted her shoulder. "I'm not usually that brave."

Yan Momo turned her head and glanced at her, then suddenly asked in a low voice: "Yutong, what if... I mean, what if the teachers you collected stamps from are the real people?"

"Ah?" Xiang Yutong thought about the emoticon pendants and simulated hairpins he had stuffed in, and laughed out loud, "Momo, you are also very talented in telling horror stories!"

Then she would have to dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it!

The two of them walked towards the modern pavilion while chatting. Quite a few people had already entered at this time. The ancient pavilion was full of handsome men and beautiful women with fluttering sleeves taking pictures. From time to time, there were some people in strange costumes, such as a large group of Guixu members wearing gray robes with hoods covering their chins, such as the skeletonized Jiaoyue and the younger version of Baili Xiangxun.

Xiang Yutong and Yan Momo even watched an impromptu performance - after careful consideration, Jiaoyue and Baili Xiangxun decided to destroy the "crystal of love" and kill Baili Cheng in the bud.

This impromptu performance received unanimous praise from the onlookers. Not only did they collect stamps from the two cosplayers, they also exchanged free stuff with them.

"It can be seen that this sister is a fan of Jiaoyue—" Xiang Yutong held a mini stand with the words "Bai Li Cheng must not die well" in his left hand, and a postcard of Jiaoyue and Bai Li's proposal scene in his right hand, "The other sister is their CP fan."

They continued walking towards the Modern Pavilion. As soon as they entered the Modern Pavilion, Xiang Yutong's expression became shocked: "What the hell! Even Spider-Man is cosplayed?!"

Perhaps because she said "Fuck" too loudly, Spider-Man looked in her direction and asked, "Collecting stamps?"

Xiang Yutong nodded heavily. She wanted to collect stamps of all the characters in "Shan Hai Zhi Yu"!

After taking the group photo, Spider-Man handed them two Polaroids. The picture showed the scene where Yingying killed Spider-Man with a mouth cannon. There was a line of small words under the scene:

[Even if you become a spider, you are still a worker. There is no difference between life and death when you are at work~]

"Cherish the days when you are still in school." The person who cosplays as Spider-Man seems to be a social animal, and his words are full of experience. "After graduation, you will be like a slave."

The Spider-Man-like office worker demeanor was captured just right.

Xiang Yutong Yan Momo: "..."

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Perhaps because his office worker aura was too obvious, Spider-Man felt that he had frightened the two children. He waved his hand and said, "There is a specially restored African group in front of the Modern Museum. Many people are watching there. If you are interested, you can go and collect stamps."

Xiang Yutong was curious: "Teacher, do you collect stamps?"

"No..." Spider-Man let out a sigh of relief, "The teacher who cosplays as Yingying looks very similar to the image in the comics. Anyway... forget it."

He was afraid that his resentment as a worker would come out and bite people when he collected stamps, really.

…

After bidding farewell to the Spider Man, Xiang Yutong and Yan Momo walked for a while. After passing two photo booths, they saw a large crowd of people. The closest to them was the teacher who was cosplaying as Gu Hongying. Next to the teacher was an oversized cell phone with Yingying's psychological activities written on the screen. He was trying to take a group photo.

Xiang Yutong: "Will we go up to collect stamps after the teacher who cosplays as a mobile phone leaves?"

"……good."

Yan Momo had never thought that the non-Emirati group would actually come to the comic convention. She now had a dazed and incredible feeling. She didn’t know if it was because she was too excited, but her heart was beating especially fast. She seemed to hear the thumping of her heart in her ears, like the regular drumbeats before a war was about to break out.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Yan Momo covered her chest and subconsciously said something that even she herself found incomprehensible: "Is it too late?"

Xiang Yutong was originally staring at that direction, but when he heard that, he turned around and asked in confusion: "What———"

"Blah——"

The extremely crisp sound of shattering was synchronized with her questioning, and was followed by the crowd's terrified screams. Yan Momo looked up blankly amid the screams. She saw the glass ceiling above her head being shattered by dark and strange tentacles. Thick and thin tentacles reached down from mid-air and rolled towards the crowd. Everything was as real as in the VR glasses.

These strange tentacles were also reflected in Xiang Yutong's eyes. She could even see the suction cup with sharp teeth on the thickest tentacle. The suction cup was covered with transparent mucus, as if it was salivating at the terrified crowd below it.

Xiang Yutong felt her legs go weak, but in the face of a life-and-death crisis, her body reacted faster than her brain. She grabbed Yan Momo's hand and screamed in the noisy crowd: "Run!!!"

There were so many people attending this comic convention, but no one had a concrete concept of how many people there were until danger struck and everyone started to run away, only then did they realize how huge the crowds were.

There are huge and terrifying monsters in the modern pavilion, and the large windows of the ancient pavilion also make people feel unsafe. Not knowing who is leading the panicked crowd, they all rush into the Starry Pavilion.

If the blue-black Star Pavilion only made people feel cool before, then this feeling disappeared completely when people were crowded together in the dim light and all they could see were terrified faces.

Yan Momo quickly pulled Xiang Yutong to hide in the corner. After the accident that day, she exercised regularly. When the accident happened, Xiang Yutong was pulling her while running, and after that, she was running while pulling Xiang Yutong the whole time.

Amid the tumultuous noise, Xiang Yutong held Yan Momo's arm tightly. She was shaking all the time: "Momo, are we, are we safe?"

The three venues of the comic convention are all large. The Star Interstellar Pavilion is far away from the Modern Pavilion, but Yan Momo did not feel safe in the dimly lit Star Interstellar Pavilion. The Star Interstellar Pavilion has no windows and inexplicably closes its doors after everyone escapes in. It makes her think of the phrase "catching a turtle in a jar".

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Her heartbeat was still fast, but her consciousness was becoming calmer and calmer. Yan Momo could tell that her heartbeat was not caused by her escape, but because the danger was not over yet.

"Stay close to the wall." Yan Momo whispered in Xiang Yutong's ear, "Breathe slowly."

When people are panicked, if the people around them are calmer than themselves, they will subconsciously listen to the voices of the people around them. Xiang Yutong pressed her back against the wall. Through her thin clothes, she could feel the coolness of the tiles behind her, and her overloaded brain gradually cooled down.

Yan Momo was not as calm as Xiang Yutong thought. Her fingers unconsciously touched the non-woven ornament on the bag. Her fingertips hooked on the edge of the metal strap and nervously fiddled with it upwards.

When you are in danger, even if you stay in a crowd, your sense of uneasiness will continue to grow.

"Crack--sizzle--"

She took the metal buckle off from the magnetic buckle. At the same time, the blue light strips that crisscrossed the Star Interstellar Pavilion and provided light sources made a sound like a short circuit. The light strips in the entire venue flashed and then suddenly went out. The windowless Star Interstellar Pavilion fell into pitch darkness.

The moment darkness fell, terrified screams rang out everywhere. Yan Momo clung to the tile. The crowd was jostling in panic. She could faintly smell sweat and blood. The ventilation device in the Star Pavilion seemed to have stopped working along with the power outage. The subtle buzzing sound disappeared. Yan Momo seemed to have scattered something like beads on the ground, but these beads did not make any bouncing sound.

From the moment she heard the sound of the beads falling to the ground, Yan Momo began to get goose bumps all over her body. It is no exaggeration to say that her hairs stood up one inch at a time. She heard a slight knocking sound and after a few seconds of daze she realized that it was her teeth chattering.

Those beads must, must be very scary things!

Perhaps it was because the ventilation device was deactivated that the carbon dioxide concentration in the closed Interstellar Pavilion rose rapidly. Yan Momo could no longer hear other sounds. Only a slight rustling sound filled her ears. It seemed that danger was approaching step by step in the darkness.

The cold metal clapper was heated by the body temperature. She didn't know that during the fierce battle in the Modern Pavilion, someone looked back in her direction as if he had sensed something, and then returned to the battle.

Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat. Sweat flowed down her forehead into her eyes, irritating them so much that they were extremely uncomfortable. Xiang Yutong beside her seemed to have noticed her abnormality. She seemed to be saying something, but everything was separated by a layer of frosted glass and she couldn't hear clearly.

Yan Momo stared at the unknown darkness where the sound came from. When she was terrified to the extreme, she had a hallucination—she saw an ice-blue butterfly, dragging its star-like tail.

The isolated senses seemed to be fully revived at this moment, and Yan Momo heard questions coming from all around her -

"Butterflies? Why are there butterflies here?"

The appearance of an unknown thing in the darkness should be a frightening thing, but this butterfly looked so beautiful that no one could resist it.

The butterfly circled in the sky above the Star Pavilion, dragging its star-like tail. The criss-crossing light bands lit up with a faint light. Although it was not as bright as before, it was no longer pitch dark.

The tiny rustling sounds disappeared after the butterfly circled. After circling a full circle, the butterfly had become translucent. It paused in the air for a moment and flew towards Yan Momo. The butterfly's wings gently brushed over her head like a gentle caress.

———It’s not an illusion.

It flew towards the gate of the Star Interstellar Pavilion. There was constant movement outside the gate of the Star Interstellar Pavilion, and everyone tried to stay away from it in fear.

The ice-blue butterfly merged into the door, which slowly slid open to the sides, allowing light from the outside world to rush in.

Light flooded in here.

A black armored vehicle was parked at the gate, with a team of fully armed men in front of it.

"We are the National Abnormal Events Bureau." Facing the terrified crowd in the Star Interstellar Museum, the leader's calm voice reached their ears, "Everyone, it's safe now."