Chapter 78 - The Midnight Bell Tolls
Chapter 78: The Midnight Bell Tolls
Translator: Endlesshantasy Iranslation Editor: Endlesskantasy Iranslation
Late at night, 10: 30 p.m.
At the Malang City West District, in the Renaissance-style classical
architecture Malang City Art Museum.
Godfather.”
“It turns out that after the ordinary scene in this world, there is really sucha
cruel, cold, but intense, surging circle with infinite possibilities!
Bai Jingshan was disguised as a refined young man wearing gold-rimmed
glasses. He followed behind Qin Yu and looked at the art museum under the
night sky.
At a road avway from the art museum, the ordinary people in the world under
the sun were still holding up their protest cards with anger on their faces.
Qin Yu glanced at the crowd and chuckled. His sixth member, Liu Mingshi, who
had conformed to the Zhao Gao’ template, very cleverly blended into the
crowd of protestors.
“Let’s go.”
Qin Yu said in a deep volce.
He looked like a middle-aged man in a black suit and leather shoes. His current
appearance and Bai Jingshan’s appearance came from the two people he had
seen in the bar.
When the two of them stepped into the zebra crossing, most people saw them.
They walked straight into the art museum’s garden. The view they saw was
very quiet.
Where are you two from?”
Betore entering the art museum, the security equipment was not turned on.
here was oniy a hiddie-aged caaucasian man in a suit wno Was serutinizing
Pery person who entered and asking questions
when it was n Yu and Bai Jingstan s turn, they said with a snile.
“After the sun sets, the night sky is black. That’s the real world, isn’t it?”
He sald cally
I wish the two of you a beautiful night.
“Today’s heavyweight exhibit is’ “The Imperial Jade Heirloom Seal of the Realm.
Other than that, there are marble carvings of the Termple of Patnon in Athens,
a portrait ot amses , and a Franks Jeweiry box. TWo Hours 18 recormimeded
or hte tine or the tou
The middle- aged Caucasian made an inviting gesture and smiled.
There were many people visiting the art museum. Most of them were
employees of technology companies, life and biochemical research institutes.
Qn Yu and Eai Jingshan stopped in tront of one item atter another
The display under the night sky had a lot of value. It was not something that
could be compared to during the day.
He walked unhurriedly to the second Tioor ot the art museum. Under the
circiar donne, aroura the etrioom eal ot the eain, Surrounaed by tigures
trom the tmOsE ihner worid, everyone stood at the tence and watched trom atar.
His clear eyes retlected the fine intrared threads around the glass cover of the
mperial Jade Seal.
in Yu raised his head and looked at the enormous stained window that had
een plerced through in the morning. The stained window had been fixed with
special solution. The fine cracks of the colorful turtle and the retraction 0t
the resplendent nghts gave ott a strange, dermonic beauty:
[Do you wish to enter the S- class template ‘Magician under the moonlight
rather mode?
Additional: Under this mode, you will have the most perfect state under the
character template, Under this mode, your members will improve at an
xtraordinary speed!
e EOWiE nis nands behind his back.
he words that had been Hoating in his eyes tor a long tihe answered.
The changes were like strands ot silk, constantly passing through his heart.
They were still standing in the main exhibition hall
Not far away, the dull sound of a gunshot could be heard. Following that, the
entire security system of the art museum was activated. Blood flowed on the
floor, and the corpse was quickly covered in a black cloth. Following that, the
sanitary personnel cleaned up the blood.
All around them, the people who were watching the ‘Heshibl’ glanced towards
the direction of the sound before calmly retracting their gazes
Tonight was destined to be a night of bloodshed. The scene just now might not
even be weigh anything to tip the balance of the scales.
Qjn Yu and Bai Jingshan left the main exhibition hall. As they walked along the
long coridor, a security guard wearing a black combat uniform, who was
mainly responsible for patrolling and guarding, brushed past them from
another direction. He had just finished reporting to the captain when he put
away the walkie-talkie.
He glanced at the flashing red camera.
“Pfft!
The moment he blocked the security guard, a tiny needle pierced into the neck
of the security guard in black combat uniform. Bai Jingshan took the
walkie-talkie from his pocket and immediately after, two transparent threads
stuck to the back of the security guard’s calf. His expressionless black pupils
were slightly unfocused and his body trermbled slightly. Then, he continued
walking forward.
In the state of the godfather of the SS-level template Zhao Gao, too many
poisons had been recorded in Qjn Yu’s mind. In just an instant, the potion that
could make one’s consciousness fade away could be easily obtained.
“Sir, I want to go to the toilet.”
Bai Jingshan held onto the walkie-talkie, and the voice and tone he heard from
the security guard appeared before his eyes.
“Go!
He replied coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The security guard in black combat uniform turned around and walked towards
the washroom not far away.
Hul
Bai Jingshan also walked into the washroom. He pushed open a door and saw
the security guard lying limply in front of the toilet lid. Exciternent and
nervousness flashed across his eyes.
In the Mode of ‘Strange Thief- Magician Under the Moonlight’, that person
was shown to have a kind heart, so it was impossible for him to erase the life of
this security guard.
Under the guidance of his godfather, he checked the security guards’
positioning and physiological data detecting devices and quickly moved them
to him.
He injected the security guard with a sleeping potion and hid it.
Very soon.
Bai Jingshan transformed into a security guard and walked out of the
bathroom. He began to patrol the art museun.
The more time passed, the more bloody incidents occurred at the Malang City
Art Museum. One security guard after another died for unknown reasons
His playing methods continued to improve.
It was 11: 59 PM. It was almost time for Qjn Yu and Bai Jingshan’s “Prologue”
Midnight, 12: 00 a.m.
The last second passed, and the distant sound of the midnight bell echoed!