It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"Is that... a projection?"

More people began to talk about it, they had never seen such a strange phenomenon.

Those images seem to appear in every corner of the city, whether between high-rise buildings or deep in the alleys.

The TV announcer keenly grasped the public opinion and began to report this strange phenomenon extensively.

The news footage switched to street interviews, showing citizens from various places.

"I don't know, I've never seen it before. Eh, could it be K?"

"Yeah, yeah! It must be K's signal!"

Once one person mentioned K, thousands and thousands of people started mentioning K.

K has become the new top star in this month, and everyone wants to catch him and find his whereabouts.

This shocking thief has left a deep impression on people.

The police were led to the city center square near the museum. The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet. They looked around and found that the so-called Ks disappeared in an instant.

Cell phones rang one after another, with major agencies calling to inquire about what was happening. The police could only repeatedly answer: "Don't panic, don't panic, everything is under control."

But their hearts were full of doubts and anxieties.

These police officers are just ordinary workers and have no idea where these projections come from.

No matter how the citizens asked, they could only perfunctorily use the official rhetoric that had been prepared in advance.

They were looking around, trying to find the source of these projections.

"These images can't appear out of thin air," a police officer said to himself, frowning. "There must be some projection equipment or technical support, but where are these projectors?"

"Forget about the projector," another officer said, his tone filled with frustration and confusion. "We didn't even see a single suspicious device."

They walked around the square, carefully searching every corner, trying to find any clues.

But no matter how hard they searched, they found nothing.

Everything in the square seemed calm and normal, with no equipment or devices.

"It's really weird." A police officer shook his head helplessly and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

They couldn't comprehend what was happening before their eyes.

The images were so real that many citizens began to believe that K might really be a being with some kind of supernatural power.

Within this month, K's reputation has spread throughout the city, and his every move has touched people's nerves.

K has become a top star and is almost becoming a legend.

At this moment, Tian Xia slowly walked to the center of the square with a faint smile on her lips.

Her eyes glowed pink in the neon light. She looked up at the sky filled with projections, a hint of playfulness and indifference in her eyes as she whispered to herself, "What should I imagine next?"

Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself, but also as if she was talking to the whole city.

No one knows what she will do next.

Tian Xia's supernatural powers are incredible, she is a dreamer.

There is a 50 percent chance that what she imagines will become reality, which is a terrifyingly high probability.

And through so many games, she has learned how to control this power without hurting herself and not being bitten by it.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if she had fallen into some kind of meditative state, with various images flashing through her mind.

Suddenly, the projection in the sky changed again.

Those pictures showed some dignitaries dressed in expensive dresses, sitting in luxurious banquet halls, holding crystal clear goblets in their hands.

They were talking about the city, commenting in a cold and elegant manner:

"Tax money goes to support a bunch of useless people. These stupid people are useless."

"And those idiots actually chased after K. Who the hell is he?"

"But luckily we got a lot of good stuff this time, so we should be able to sell it for a good price."

The condescending tone revealed extreme contempt and disdain.

The smiles of the dignitaries are frozen in the picture.

The citizens were startled and realized that something was wrong.

They are like children who grew up within a wall, unable to see the outside world, and even if they try to go out they will be stopped by an invisible force.

Then, the projected image suddenly became bloody and cruel.

In the picture, the devastated battlefield is littered with corpses and the ground is dyed red with blood.

A group of soldiers in neat uniforms were ruthlessly slaughtering unarmed civilians, without a trace of mercy or hesitation in their eyes.

At the same time, another group of people were frantically looting everything on the battlefield. They packed up all the gold, silver and treasures they could take away, and even dismembered precious cultural relics in order to grab more wealth, taking away the most valuable parts and destroying the rest.

These thieves would rather destroy the things they cannot take away than let others have them.

These cruel scenes were projected in the sky, and the blood and killing made the citizens of the entire city fall into panic and shock.

The TV station staff responded quickly and tried to shut down the live broadcast and cut off the footage.

"Quick! Turn off all live broadcast signals!" There was chaos in the TV station's command room.

Countless people are now standing on the streets, looking up at these cruel scenes, their faces filled with shock.

This is the real media. No matter how the TV station is shut down, the projection in the sky always exists, like an indelible brand, forcing everyone to look directly at the ugliness and bloodiness hidden beneath the glamorous surface.

Tian Xia opened her eyes, pink light flickered in her pupils. She raised her hand gently, and the images of war and blood gradually dissipated, replaced by darkness.

"See?" Her voice was soft, as if she was talking to the air, but someone was responding to her.

"Ah."

Xiao Huai walked up from behind her, holding a war simulator in his hand.

The pointer above is frozen at 100%.

They will definitely win this battle, but they want more than just winning.

What exactly is their main mission?

Very simple.

It's not "Find the most valuable treasure in King's Lynn Museum and protect it from being stolen."

Instead, take the treasures back from the robbers.

The beams of the Jinlin City Museum suddenly turned into dust as if weathered and floated in the air.

Those precious cultural relics that were once quietly displayed in the display cabinets seemed to be injected with life, and all of them came alive and began to move slowly.

They swayed and floated out of the display case, as if trying to break free from their restraints and return to freedom.

These ancient ceramics, statues, calligraphy and paintings... they are no longer cold exhibits, but have become conscious beings and embarked on their own paths.

The museum staff were all frightened and turned pale. They tried to stop the artifacts from leaving, but no matter whether they stopped them with their hands or with words, they could not stop these ancient creatures from moving forward.

"Stop them! These artifacts are moving!"

Someone shouted, his voice filled with endless fear, but the scene before him was too weird.

All common sense was broken at this moment.