Chapter 215 Battle to Save the Museum: Loli Agent Team! (Ask for monthly ticket)
New York.
Of course, I have to emphasize it.
It is not the New York with the Stark Group, nor the New York with the Vought Corporation, but another New York with the MIB, the Cabin in the Woods, and the Hotel Transylvania.
The night is already dark, but near Central Park in Manhattan, the Museum of Natural History is still brightly lit, with occasional roars and noises, breaking the tranquility of the night.
"Ms."
Two patrol policemen stood outside the museum gate, looking through the figure of the woman in front of them and casting a wary gaze into the museum.
However, they found nothing except a glimmer of light coming from the crack in the door.
The young police officer glanced at the eye-catching outline of the woman's chest calmly, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "You make it difficult for us to explain to our superiors. Do you know? Police The bureau has received dozens of complaint calls, all accusing the museum of disturbing residents."
Heather forced out a smile, then gently closed the door behind her and shook her head: "Our staff. We are working overtime to restore the cultural relics. I'm sorry, no matter what you say, I can't let you in. Those cultural relics are extremely precious, so you should leave as soon as possible."
The two police officers looked at each other and could tell something was wrong in each other's eyes.
The woman in front of them not only looked nervous, but even showed a hint of worry in her eyes.
Thinking of this, they put their hands on their tactical belts in unison and quietly opened the safety of their pistols. Cautiously asked: "Ma'am, are there black people or people of color threatening you?"
"Huh?"
Heather was stunned, then shook her head. But just as she was about to explain, the door behind her was suddenly opened.
Kevin, a black man who was recruited by Lango as a night shift security guard a few months ago, rushed out with an unhappy face: "This is a museum, you have no right to ride on a horse"
"Stop !”
“Put your hands where I can see them!”
The two policemen who were still discussing with Heather immediately drew their guns and pointed them at Kevin, roaring threats. Said: "Laydown, Now!"
".Shatter!"
Kevin cursed helplessly, skillfully raised his hands and lay on the ground.
After staying with white people for so long, I almost forgot my own skin color.
"Don't be afraid, ma'am."
The young police officer quickly took out the handcuffs from his waist and was about to put them on Kevin, then turned his head and winked at Heather, Wen Yan comforted: "You are safe now."
Another more experienced veteran police officer even pressed his knee on Kevin's neck and cursed angrily: "Damn thing, you Do you think this is Queens? You dare to commit crimes in my jurisdiction!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to slap him down, but at this moment, a coat of arms with the logo of a wooden house appeared. Suddenly appeared in front of him.
Looking at the coat of arms, the old police officer narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became solemn. He turned to Heather, who was holding the coat of arms tightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Where are you from? "
Heather nodded slightly and said seriously: "Some abnormal situations did occur in the museum, but it is beyond your control. Kevin is not a criminal either. He is also one of us. "
"I understand."
Hearing this, the old police officer quickly let go of his knees, smiled awkwardly, and then helped Kevin up from the ground, "Sorry, man. , in this case, if you are busy, we will withdraw first.”
After saying that, he winked at the still confused young police officer, forced him to get into the car quickly, and drove away from the museum as quickly as possible.
In the past few days, for unknown reasons, incidents of dark creatures ravaging the vast land of North America have become more frequent.
The "Wooden House", a department specifically responsible for handling such incidents, has frequently appeared among the public.
Ordinary people may know nothing about this, but in the Upper East Side, those senior police officers who frequently cooperate with the police and various departments almost all know this department with the log cabin logo.
Many people even jokingly say that wherever wooden houses appear, there must be monsters lurking. That's why they evacuated in such a hurry.
On the other side, Heather turned to Kevin and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"Compared with before, this time it was very light, at least there was no electric shock. "Kevin smiled nonchalantly, and then looked worried: "But what should we do here in the museum?"
Heather's face was also full of worry, and she sighed softly, Slowly opened the door again.
Immediately afterwards, waves of deafening roars and roars came from inside the museum, as if they were about to tear the entire space apart.
I saw the specimen statues coming to life one by one, as if they were crazy, banging and roaring everywhere, and the museum, which had not been repaired for a long time, was once again in a mess.
But what is even more worrying is that these crazy collections are covered with all kinds of cracks, as if they will collapse at any time.
Among them, the most serious situation is undoubtedly Stan, the largest Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton in the museum.
In the past, Stan always loved to play the game of chasing bones at night, but now, after experiencing that period of unexplained irritability, Stan’s whole body skeleton is full of cracks, and his huge body no longer Unable to support him, he could only fall to the ground weakly and let out a plaintive whimper.
"Does it hurt, Stan?"
Emma squatted aside and gently stroked Stan's head, her eyes full of distress and worry.
Before going to witch college, she would sit on Stan's head and play almost every night. In Emma's heart, this huge Tyrannosaurus rex is as close to her as her pet.
However, compared to Stan, there are many collections in the museum that do not even have the opportunity to feel pain. The huge stone statues at the corner, the dog-headed Pharaoh's guards, and numerous savage statues had been bizarrely broken in the past few days and turned into fragments on the ground.
Back in the museum, Heather turned over the pharaoh gold medal that was originally placed in the Egyptian Pavilion on the workbench and looked at it carefully.
When Lange left, he specifically told her to take out the gold medal and bathe in the moonlight every night, otherwise the gold medal would gradually decay and lose the magic power of resurrection.
Heather has always followed this instruction. Since becoming the assistant curator, almost every night after dark, she will put the gold medal outside the skylight on the top floor, let it bathe in the moonlight for two hours, and then Then he left with peace of mind.
But now.
She stared at the gold medal in front of her that exuded a golden halo that was almost impossible to look at.
Is it too much?
“Crack——”
With the sound of violent bone cracking, Tyrannosaurus Stan, who was lying on the ground, still couldn’t survive it. His head was broken into pieces, and he was helpless. Spilled on the ground.
“Stan!”
Emma exclaimed, staring blankly at the skull fragments that belonged to Stan in her hand.
At this moment, not only Stan, but also the specimens and statues that had persisted for several days were broken into pieces. The empty museum ground was soon filled with piles of fragments.
The normal people who stayed in the museum witnessed this scene with sad expressions on their faces. Especially Kevin, who spends almost every night with the collection. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the outside world, the museum at night is like a peaceful paradise and an ideal utopia.
Buzz——
A mechanical induction sound suddenly sounded, and Megan reflexively pulled out the vacuum cleaner from behind the workbench, preparing to clean the museum spotlessly.
However, Heather had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly stopped this diligent Cyber Lolita.
You know, there are precious cultural relics inside. If they are sucked in by a vacuum cleaner, God knows whether they can be restored intact.
Wednesday, who had been sitting behind the service desk in silence, suddenly spoke with a hint of confusion in his tone: "Since this gold medal was unearthed together with the pharaoh's coffin in the Egyptian exhibition hall, this appearance In this case, haven't you asked the Pharaoh?"
Heather smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I have asked before, but it's a pity"
She pointed to the corner. There is a mummy sealed in a vacuum bag. "He lost all his vitality and turned into a mummy again when the gold medal changed."
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Wednesday was speechless, shrugged and stopped caring about these things.
Although she has been forced to play in the museum by Emma almost every night since she lived in Emma's house, her indifferent temperament has no interest in these collections that seem to come to life at night. There are no special feelings.
However, Emma is completely different. Since the yellow-eyed demon was eliminated, her character has become more emotional, and she simply cannot accept that the collections she regarded as friends disappear in front of her eyes.
. She stood up and trotted to Wednesday, shook his shoulders, and said coquettishly: "Help me, Wednesday, are you willing to see them die like this? There must be a way, right?"
"I'm not familiar with them."
Wednesday rolled his eyes helplessly: "And I'm not a pharaoh. I don't even understand why a gold medal can bring these specimen statues to life."< br>
Emma refused to give up, holding Wednesday's hand and begging: "Then why don't you ask your mother? Your mother is so famous in the dark world, maybe she knows the solution."
"No!"
Wednesday refused without thinking: "I already made her very angry because I dropped out of the witch college privately, so I didn't want to go and beg her."< br>
“This won’t work, that won’t work either. You still have the nerve to say you are my friend!”
When Emma heard this, she immediately threw away Wednesday’s hand in dissatisfaction, as if she had been betrayed by her friend. generally. She snorted coldly and turned away.
Wednesday looked at Emma's back. After being silent for a while, he said angrily: "When Sister Mavis was here before, didn't she say that there was a mummy in the Hotel Transylvania that had lived for thousands of years? Since this pharaoh is no longer useful, why don’t we find an older one?”
“Huh?”
After Emma heard this, she turned around in surprise, and a smile broke out on her face: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go to sister Mavis' house quickly!"
After saying that, she pulled Holding Wednesday's hand, he called Megan again and hurriedly ran out.
Seeing this, Heather couldn't help but try to dissuade her: "I have already contacted Rango using the piece of paper Yumi left. He should be back soon. I'd better leave this matter to him. Do it."
"How long will it take?"
Emma said without looking back: "I will use my method to save the museum!" "."
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Soon.
Hotel Transylvania in Brooklyn.
On a sofa in the hall, Murray looked at the three young faces staring at him, and then looked down at the golden and shining Pharaoh on the table. Gold Medal couldn't help scratching his bandaged head, looking a little confused.
"You said this thing is broken?"
"Yes."
The three little ones nodded quickly, and Emma explained, "Since three days ago, every resurrection in the museum The temperament of the collection began to change drastically, becoming irritable and even crazy. Then, cracks gradually began to appear on them. By now, more than half of the specimens and statues in the entire museum were dead."
"Uh"
After hearing this, Murray politely corrected: "Actually, they are dead things, so the word 'dead' cannot be used. You should say that they have lost the magic power of resurrection, or that their vitality is more "It's so appropriate."
Then, before Emma could continue to speak, he picked up the Pharaoh's gold medal, looked at it carefully, and said in deep thought: "Strange. If I remember correctly, this gold medal is There should be a dazzling ruby on it, why is there only one brand left?"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Emma and Wednesday looked at each other. He took a look and asked curiously: "Do you know the origin of this Pharaoh's gold medal?"
Murray smiled, showing two rows of white teeth on his fat face covered with bandages, looking quite kind. .
He did not answer their questions directly, but asked: "Have you ever heard the story of the ten plagues recorded in the Bible?"
Emma shook her head in confusion, obviously not knowing anything about it. Wednesday was silent. As a witch, she had never read the Bible.
On the contrary, Megan tilted her head and made a crisp electronic sound: "According to legend, around 1400 BC, the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh imprisoned half a million Hebrews as slaves. When the gods of the Hebrews knew about this, they threatened Pharaoh with ten kinds of disasters and asked him to return the freedom of the Hebrews."
"But Pharaoh had a stubborn character and was fundamentally stubborn. The gods did not accept the threats of the Hebrews, so the gods ordered Moses and Aaron to perform many miracles and wonders in front of Pharaoh, and brought ten major plagues to Egypt. It’s the plague of blood and floods, the plague of frogs, the plague of lice, the plague of flies, the plague of livestock, the plague of boils, the plague of hail, the plague of locusts, the plague of darkness and the plague of the firstborn.” Megan’s voice was clear and accurate, and she listed the ten major disasters one by one. come out.
Listening to Megan's words, Murray nodded slightly, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "The Pharaoh survived the first nine disasters, but he failed to withstand the last one. That night, from All the firstborn sons of Pharaoh, who is on his throne, and the servant girl behind the mill, and all the firstborn of the cattle, will die. There will be a great wailing throughout the land of Egypt, and there will be no loss of life in any house."
Hope. Seeing the thoughtful look of Murray in front of her, Emma asked Megan in a low voice: "Who are the Hebrews, and why have I never heard of them?"
Megan explained softly: "They are squids. The ancestors of the Tai people, especially the Israelites, have always been proud of themselves as Hebrew orthodox people."
"Oh~" Emma nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder Pharaoh. The king is unwilling to give in~"
Murray, who had always been kind, now looked like the sky before a storm, terrifyingly gloomy.
He said solemnly: "In that distant era, the Hebrews were like greedy locusts, trying to take possession of the most fertile and rich land on the earth all the time. There were hundreds of thousands of them like a tide. They flooded into Egypt, bribed officials, and attempted a coup, but the wise Pharaoh saw through it and imprisoned them all and became coolies. "
"If they can survive, they should be grateful for the mercy of the Pharaoh, but these guys shamelessly pray to their gods and claim that they are being persecuted. And the most damning thing is"
Murray His voice was full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Their god really listened to these guys' lies and brought ten plagues to Egypt!"
"Who is their god?" Emma asked cautiously road.
"God! Fuck God!"
Murray yelled out of control, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger in his heart, "One day, I will lead the Egyptians Glory to God, kill all the hypocritical angels! Give God’s hypocritical old man the most cruel insect punishment!"
A breath of death and ruin comes from his bandage. It was revealed in the air, as if even the air had become heavy. The three people sitting across from Emma, including the always calm Wednesday, couldn't help but step back and looked at the angry mummy Murray in horror.
Murray took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at the gold medal in front of him, and said bitterly: "The Pharaoh who lost his eldest son was heartbroken. After returning the hundreds of thousands of Hebrew After he was freed, he held the body of his eldest son and knelt in front of the statue of Osiris, the Egyptian god who controlled death and rebirth, for seven days and seven nights. He did not ask the gods to help him deal with God, but only prayed that the other party could save his life. Child."
"Perhaps the gods were guilty. On the night of the seventh day, a gold medal inlaid with red gems appeared in front of the Pharaoh."
"The gold medal of resurrection, the stone of death. , the two merge into one, and they have the ability to live forever."
At this point, Murray's tone became a little sad, "Relying on this treasure, the Pharaoh resurrected his eldest son. But he didn't know that the cost of resurrecting the child was his own life. The Death Stone absorbed all the Pharaoh's vitality, and then transferred it to his child's body through the Resurrection Gold Medal."
"It is precisely because of this that although his child came back to life and had an immortal life, he himself fell under the statue of the god and closed his eyes forever"
After listening to this Emma and others looked at each other in shock as they read this story. Judging from the reaction of the mummy Maury in front of him, the eldest son of the Pharaoh who was resurrected and gained eternal life was probably himself.
As expected, Murray directly admitted: "After my father died, I was crowned as the new Pharaoh. As for the reason for my resurrection, everyone thought that my father's actions moved the gods. , so they resurrected me, not knowing the existence of the immortal gold medal."
"Fifty years later, I swallowed a drug that could fake death and tried to leave. Egypt, to find a way to deal with God. Unexpectedly, my stupid children turned me into a mummy!"
Murray shook his head helplessly, "But it's okay, take a look. When I look like this, I will think of my father who sacrificed his life for me. Being a mummy is actually pretty good.”
“.”
After listening to the story, Emma scratched her head. He scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Then what does this have to do with what happened in our museum?"
Murray shrugged lightly and explained casually: "There is an old saying in the East, called ' At present, although the resurrection gold medal has the magical ability to resurrect statues and specimens at night, without the death gem to mediate it, over time, those specimens and statues will not be able to withstand the gold medal being too powerful. He became excited and violent, and even his body exploded and shattered."
"Oh, I understand!" Emma suddenly understood, jumped up from the sofa, and said excitedly, "Yes. That is to say, as long as you find the death stone and put it on the gold medal, everything will return to normal, right?"
"That's true in theory." At this time, Murray has returned to his former self. With a silly and kind look, he nodded his fat head and agreed with Emma's view.
However, Wednesday frowned and said: "But, where should we find the death stone? The little pharaoh in the museum has been split into mummies. As for Uncle Murray, he doesn't know what happened next. We There’s no clue at all.”
“How about we ask his parents?”
The corners of Emma’s mouth raised slightly, with excitement shining in her eyes, “I heard that before. The Pharaoh complained that his parents were also dug out of the pyramid. If we go there with the gold medal and resurrect them, can we ask for clues about the gems? "
"Okay. "Wednesday thought for a while and nodded slightly. This is indeed a solution.
At this time, Murray, who was sitting opposite them, suddenly coughed a few times, then waved his hands and said to them with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Well. Actually, what I just said is about God. Part of it is just a joke. Don’t take it seriously. I’m actually very kind.”
“Murray!”
But just as he finished speaking, the hotel’s Suddenly the werewolf Wayne's complaint came from the corridor, "The two angels imprisoned in your room started wailing again, Damn Fuck! You sadist, can't you give them a simple way to die?!"
"Uh" Murray looked at the three pairs of big round eyes in front of him, smiled sheepishly, then wiped the soles of his feet with oil and quickly left the scene with gliding steps.
“.”
After he left, Emma looked at Wednesday and Megan beside her, her eyes flashing with excitement, and she said eagerly: “Let’s leave quickly too. ”
"Where to go?"
"Go find the little Pharaoh's parents."
Hearing this, Wednesday immediately grabbed Emma's shoulders, his eyes full of helplessness and speechlessness, and looked at Looking at the little face full of expectation in front of her, she said: "You mean, just a few of us will go around the world looking for the artifacts left by the ancient Egyptian gods?"
She nodded dissatisfied. Ma's forehead, and continued: "Heather has already sent a message to your uncle before. It is estimated that he will come back from other worlds soon. Wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of thing to him?"
< br>"Well~" After Emma heard this, she was immediately unhappy. She pouted and said, "But it would be better if we solved it ourselves, wouldn't it?"
Seeing that Wednesday was still unmoved, Emma continued, with a hint of pleading and determination in her voice: "Uncle is always going on his adventures, traveling around and exploring the unknown."
"Although your parents live in the castle every day now, But they must have had exciting adventure stories when they were young."
"And sister Mavis also has her own adventures, but what about us?"
Ai? Ma took Wednesday's hands and looked into her eyes, her eyes sincere and full of expectation: "Let's go, good friends, it's time for us to have an adventure of our own!"
She said, her right hand naturally moved Stretching out, eyes fixed on each other.
Wednesday looked at the little girl in front of him who was full of expectations and prayers. After a long time, he sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and endearment in his voice: "You are so annoying, I regret knowing you!"
After that, She stretched out her jade-white little hand and gently placed it on the back of Emma's hand.
Emma smiled proudly, then looked at Megan, "What are you waiting for, Megan! It's just you! The three of us together can form the most perfect adventure team!"
< br>Meghan tilted her head, and then said bluntly: "I don't think this would be a good idea, if you are in danger."
Emma interrupted directly: "At your system command level Among them, I am second only to my uncle and Teddy. Now, I formally request you to complete the mission of saving the museum with me!”
Hearing this, Megan blinked and then put his hand on Ai. The backs of Ma and Wednesday's hands.
“Yes——!”
Emma shook her fist excitedly, “This time, let the three of us save the museum! When uncle comes back, we must make his eyes roll with surprise. The child is about to fall off!”
“Haha, where are the little pharaoh’s parents?”
“The British Museum!”
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Happy National Day everyone, let’s start with a chapter today.
(End of this chapter)