This is a six-story building with its original name remaining on the building

——Dark Things Museum.

The dark walls were mottled by wind and rain, and the exterior walls were severely peeled off. However, the main structure was still solid. A large iron door separated the building from the outside world.

Inside and outside the door are like two worlds.

The place where Ye Nuo stood was covered with messy artemisia half a person tall. Through the dense grass, you could vaguely see a broken and dilapidated fountain.

This should be the front garden of this Mystery Museum.

Ye Nuo frowned, walked along the bluestone road among the weeds, and came to the main building.

The first floor of this six-story ruined building is only a semi-hollowed corridor, and the glass on the corridor has been broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor.

On the inside of the corridor are a row of closed doors.

Each door has a number.

But strangely, none of these doors have handles, and no keyholes.

Ye Nuo casually came to a door and pushed it hard. The door was locked from behind. The corridor was full of broken spider webs, and the ground was covered with dust. He looked back and saw that there were only his lonely footprints on the dust.

He still wanted to move forward, but suddenly, an invisible force isolated the direction of his advance. The force was like a barrier, unable to see or touch, but Ye Nuo clearly seemed to hit the glass, and could not get around it no matter what.

"Strange place." Ye Nuo scratched his head and turned his head to walk in another direction.

The building was clearly empty, but he felt like he was being peeped. The sight of him was peeping at more than one or two, but countless.

He was seen with a chill on his back. In this old building, the bone-black cold was still stumbled into his skin, muscles, and bones. He wanted to freeze him completely.

Finally, Ye Nuo walked into a room with the museum administrator's room hanging. This was also the only door that could be opened in the Dark Things Museum.

As soon as he stepped in, the coldness in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Hey. There is something wrong with this place." Ye Nuo frowned as he looked at the decoration of the management room.

The management room was obviously still inhabited not long ago. No, not only that, there were traces of cleaning just now everywhere in the room. But he was sure that he was probably the only one who had entered and exited this building for a long time.

The dust on the ground is proof.

So the question is, who cleaned the management room? How did the cleaning person go in and out without stepping on the dust on the ground?

At this moment, a sudden harsh noise from nails scraping the glass sounded.

Ye Nuo turned around in the direction of the sound and saw a mirror. The sound came from the mirror. There was a piece of white paper of A4 size next to the mirror.

The white paper is natural and can easily attract attention.

When Ye Nuo's eyes fell on the white paper, suddenly, he wrote a series of messages magically:

‘Administrator number 2174: Ye Nuo.

Level: First-level administrator (alternate candidate) during the internship period.

Comprehensive physical quality: 5

IQ: 190

Dark Energy: 3

Museum permission points: 0

Own Relics: None

Note that you have a trial mission, please complete it as soon as possible.

Ye Nuo was stunned. The things written on this piece of paper were all dry goods.

I know my own situation, so I say that Ye Nuo has actually been a child from other people since he was a child. He has had a skill since he was a child, which is to remember everything he saw. It is said that this is a disease called super memory. Therefore, the IQ of up to 190 in attributes is not that exaggerated.

Good memories have already accounted for a very high score in IQ evaluation.

As for the overall physical quality, uh, my parents have taught him to be an ordinary good person since he was a child. He was thinking about what ordinary people mean, but that's just one word, laziness.

Therefore, Ye Nuo, who is lazy to implement his life goals, has probably the same physical strength as ordinary people, and is probably a little lower.

But hey, what is that dark energy? What is the authority of the museum? What is the relic? He knows these three nouns, every word, but when they are put together, they don’t know what they mean.

Ye Nuo analyzed that if the bloody text that appeared beside the old man in magnetic levitation and the girl playing marble a few days ago was caused by this weird museum, it would mean that those two monsters were some kind of dark matter monsters.

What is a dark matter monster?

Ye Nuo felt like he was blind.

I don't understand, big brother, can I explain it to me?

There is also the last line of white paper, do you have a necessary task?

Ye Nuo stretched out his hand and a little on the white paper. Suddenly, all the words on the white paper disappeared and turned into a pale piece of paper again. There was only a sound of "wiping".

A few more lines of words appeared on the paper.

‘——Trial Mission No. 0

Blood Management Room

New administrator, you are not recognized by the museum. Unless you prove yourself, you will become a past tense.

Target:

Within 24 hours, escape from the management room.

Success: Become a first-level administrator during the internship period and receive a reward from beginners.

Failure: Death!’

The last word "Death" was bloody, and Ye Nuo was trembling. No wonder on the attribute page just now, his level was an alternate to the first-level administrator during the internship period, and that's how it is.

I have not been recognized by the museum for the time being, so I am not a formal administrator.

Damn, this is simply a routine.

Can you refuse to agree?

After all, if you fail, you will die.

Return me my happy and ordinary daily life, a bastard.

Regardless of Ye Nuo's wailing, suddenly, the words on a4 white paper were wiped out again, and the pale body was restored. A countdown of blood dripping appeared in the mirror beside the white paper.

Five seconds

Three seconds

One second.

The trial begins.

After watching the countdown to zero, Ye Nuo, who was a little frightened, found that there was no change in the surrounding environment.

He was stunned for a moment, crossed his hands, moved his eyes away from the mirror, and looked at the environment in the management room carefully again.

To be honest, this management room is quite large. It is about 60 square meters, but the decoration is not complicated. Perhaps all managers of all generations should have lived in the management room.

Why did Ye Nuo think that there were administrators before this museum? Isn’t this obvious? His number is 2174. There were more than 2,000 administrators before him.

As for now, I guess all the administrators are dead.

This 60 square meters of space is divided into several functional areas by furniture.

The bed is at the innermost point, the bedside table is empty, with only an old desk lamp. On one side of the bed is a small double sofa. Opposite the sofa, there is an antique TV.

This kind of TV is probably not easy to buy even a flea market.

A little further away from the living room area, there is a simple kitchen. However, the kitchen is rarely used and spotless. It has a microwave and a gas stove that burns gas tanks.

The management room has two large windows and a separate bathroom. There is even a medieval bathtub in the bathroom.

"The decorations here are no different from those of a small apartment." Ye Nuo adjusted the countdown of his mobile phone to the countdown three hours and walked straight towards the door.

Taking a deep breath, he twisted the door handle.
Chapter completed!