i have a museum of curiosities

Zhang Ye looked around, feeling more and more frightened, and really didn't want to stay at this stop sign, so he wrapped up his sportswear tightly, turned on the flashlight mode on his phone, and walked quickly along the main road.

The night in October of the Gregorian calendar was a bit cold. Although there were farmlands around, there were no tall trees or crops, except for the openness and silence.

The sound of Zhang Ye's footsteps echoed around, perhaps in order to eliminate the fear in his heart, Zhang Ye stepped on the ground hard on purpose.

Look around.

Still far away, Zhang also saw a tall building near the foot of Yunshan Mountain in the front right.It's just that you can't see the building clearly at night, although there are lights there.

"That's [Museum of Rare Treasures]!"

Zhang Ye felt instantly at ease, and his steps quickened.After walking for a short time, I saw a fork in the road leading to the right.Although it is a fork, it is not narrower than the main road at all, and it is a painted asphalt road.

It’s better if it’s not a small path.

Zhang Ye thought to himself.

The moment he stepped on the forked road, Zhang Ye suddenly felt as if there was a force behind him pushing him forward, and Zhang Ye subconsciously wanted to look back.

But just as his head turned to normal, he suddenly remembered the last reminder in the text message on his phone, so he immediately turned his head back.

Maybe it's just a hallucination, no big deal!
After experiencing everything on the bus, it is difficult for Zhang to maintain a rational and scientific mind, but he can only comfort himself in this way!
Before he knew it, cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.

For some reason, that force seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and Zhang Ye's walking speed was also getting faster and faster, and in the end it almost turned into a trot.

Beads of sweat dripped from Zhang Ye's forehead.

Inexplicably, he remembered what Ling Xiaotao said when he got off the car.

Could it be... I encountered that kind of thing again?They thought I was the same kind?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye couldn't help but feel tense. He pretended not to know, and ran under the impetus of that force, and arrived in front of the tall building in a short while.

Strange to say, when Zhang Ye stepped into the range illuminated by the street lights in front of the building, the power behind him disappeared inexplicably.

Zhang Ye immediately squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.

Although there was that force pushing him forward just now, he actually ran the distance of 200 meters. Even the force was too strong, and he almost fell because he couldn't keep up.

After about 2 minutes, Zhang Ye still didn't dare to look back, so he just squatted on the ground and silently looked at the tall building in front of him.

This is a four-story building, facing north and south, in a rectangular shape—long from east to west, wide from north to south—and the overall shape is a bit like a Chinese and Western museum in a movie.

At this moment, the gate of the museum is open, and the entrance is covered with a bright red carpet, extending from the steps to the hall.

"Red carpet? Are there any distinguished guests coming tonight?"

Zhang Ye frowned, stood up slowly, adjusted his clothes a little, and then took a step.

Now that we have come here, there is absolutely no reason to give up.

Besides, this place can block that force, so it shouldn't be harmful.

The gate of the museum is magnificent, and Zhang Ye felt his insignificance for the first time standing in front of the gate.

"This gate... is really exaggerated..."

Zhang Ye complained in a low voice, and then turned his gaze to the inside of the hall.

Magnificent and full of extravagance.

The hall in front of me is very similar to the world-famous manor halls in the movies. It is not only luxuriously decorated, but also full of text patterns that Zhang can't understand.

It is unbelievable that grandeur and historical precipitation are so harmoniously unified together.

However, Zhang Ye was not attracted by the sofa and decorations, which were expensive at first glance, but looked around, trying to find the staff here.

"That... is there anyone?"

Zhang Ye's voice echoed in the hall, but no one responded.

"anyone there?"

Zhang also asked loudly again.

Still no reply.

At this moment, Zhang Ye's cell phone vibrated several times.

Zhang Ye was taken aback, and hurriedly took out his phone.

It was a conversation in a cell phone group called [Museum Administrator].

"...When did I join this group?"

Zhang Ye frowned and said to himself, hesitating for a while, first sent a message "I'm here" to his college roommate, and then clicked on the mobile phone group.
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Reminder: You have been invited to this group by your friend [Paper Doll].
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Paper Doll: Welcome new colleagues! (smile)
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Flying Doll: Wow, there is finally a newcomer, welcome! (applaud)-
Tao Hua: Welcome new colleagues, take photos quickly! (dog head) -
Qianzi: Welcome newcomer, let me introduce myself.

……

More than a dozen messages popped up in a row, all welcoming "new colleagues".As for who the new colleague is, it is self-evident.

What a mess!I haven't agreed to come to work yet, how can I become a new colleague?
And... these colleagues... seem to be very enthusiastic... in stark contrast to all the weirdness before!
Could it be... I misjudged this museum of rare treasures?

At this time, Zhang Ye's cell phone rang again, and it was a private chat message from the "paper man".
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Paper figurine: Mr. Zhang Ye, congratulations on passing the interview for our museum!You are already an official employee of [Museum of Rare Treasures], go to the group and say hello to everyone.

Wang Defa... When did I attend the interview? ? ?

Zhang also suddenly remembered the text message he had received when he boarded the bus.

Could it be that... "interview" refers to this?

Zhang Ye was at a loss, and the doubts and unhappiness in his heart gave him the urge to explode.

So he thought for a while and started editing on his phone:-
Dear paper figurine, thank you for your appreciation of me.But with all due respect, I don't know anything about your library, and I don't understand what kind of work your library recruited me to do.In my opinion, recruitment information without salary and benefits is simply a joke...

Just as I was editing here, the message of the paper figurine came again.
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Paper figurine: Mr. Zhang Ye, your job is the same as that of other people. You are a 'museum administrator', responsible for regular statistics and maintenance of rare cultural relics in your management.The salary is tentatively set at 5000/month, the museum pays five social insurances and one housing fund, and the working week does not exceed 40 hours.

5000...Five insurances and one housing fund included...No more than 40 hours per week...

Huacha, this is pie in the sky!

Previously edited content is deleted in its entirety.
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Zhang Ye: Okay, I understand, I will go to the group to chat with everyone now!
Zhang Ye just wanted to introduce himself in the group according to the suggestion of the paper figurine, but he didn't expect the other party's private message to come again.
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Paper figurines: We usually call each other by nicknames in the group, and we generally don’t tell everyone our real names.Of course, if Mr. Zhang Ye is willing, it is no problem to use his real name.

Zhang Ye frowned slightly, and thought to himself: What kind of strange rule is this?Shouldn't colleagues in a company call each other by first names?How can someone call you a nickname on WeChat... It's as if everyone has never met each other...
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Paper figurine: By the way, don't listen to what "Tao Hua" said about the explosion of photos. The others didn't explode each other's photos.

Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows subconsciously.

What the hell... Could it be that these people in the group... have never met in real life?How does the museum work?Are we administrators all doing our own thing?What about company dinners?What about welcome?What about team building?

Although he was a little puzzled, Zhang also knew that now was not the best time to ask, so he thanked the "paper figurine" and joined the group.
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Zhang Mai: Hello, colleagues, I am a new employee Zhang Mai (Zhang Ye’s nickname on WeChat). It’s a pleasure to meet you all.
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Paper figurine: Welcome Zhang Mai!Everyone applauds and welcomes. (applaud)
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Thousand Sons: Welcome, welcome~ (applause)-
Tao Hua: Welcome~ (applause) When will the photos be released?
Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, feeling a little curious.This colleague named "Peach Painting" really has a strange obsession with explosive photos...
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Caramel Coke: Zhang Mai, don't listen to Taohua, we haven't taken photos.Also, welcome to the Museum of Rare Treasures~ (Applause)
Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself: This person is quite kind.
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Zhang Mai: Thank you for the Caramel Coke reminder, thank you everyone!
【Museum Administrator (14)】

This is the name of the WeChat group that Zhang Ye is in, which means that there are 14 members in this group.

After clicking "..." in the upper right corner, Zhang Ye finally saw the nicknames of all members of the group.

The first to bear the brunt is the administrator "Paper Man", followed by "Peach Painting", "Thousand Sons", "Flying Doll", and "Caramel Coke" who have already talked in the group, and then Several people are "Huajiao", "Maihua", "Yunhaijing", "Kind Xiao En", "Pepsi is not going well", "Duan Kongnian", "Peach Yaoyao", "Zhihuashi" and "Huazhi" Zhang Mai" (Zhang Ye).

After swiping down twice, Zhang also froze.

Because this WeChat group does not have the option to "delete and exit"!

Huacha, what's the situation... this group can't quit?

Zhang Ye just wanted to have a private chat with the paper figurine to find out what was going on, but there was another message in the group.
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Paper Doll: Who has a shift tonight? -
Tao Hua: Me.
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Flying Doll: And me.Sorry, there was a little accident just now.Welcome Zhang Mai~ I am a flying doll, and everyone usually calls me a doll.
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Zhang Mai: Thank you for the puppet.

Zhang Ye frowned, feeling a little strange: "Peach Painting" and "Flying Doll" are at work?But why didn't anyone respond when I yelled so loudly before?Could it be that the area they are in charge of is so far away from the hall that neither of them can hear me?Impossible...Besides, I have been here for almost 10 minutes. Even if I see the information in the group, I should come here... And judging by the tone of their voices in the group, I should be very welcome Ah...why do you keep me hanging here?

Just when Zhang Ye was about to ask in the group, the administrator paper figurine spoke again.
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Paper figurine: Which of you two wants to familiarize Zhang Mai with the working environment? -
Flying doll: I haven't finished dealing with the matter here, let Taohua go.
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Tao Hua: No problem!Thank you puppet. (cheer)
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Flying doll: You're welcome~ (smiley face)-
Paper figurine: Alright, then Taohua, you can chat with Zhang Mai in private.

After the paper figurine finished speaking, the group fell silent immediately.

A "voice chat" reminder suddenly appeared on Zhang Ye's cell phone, and it was Tao Hua who called.

Zhang did not hesitate, and directly chose "answer".

"Hello, Zhang Mai, I'm Taohua." The clear and sweet female voice came to Zhang Ye's ears.

Tao Hua, is it a woman?
And the sound is not so good.

Zhang Ye cleared his throat and said, "Sister Taohua, hello."

"Giggle" laughter came from the handset of the mobile phone.

"The administrator appointed me as your 'receiver', you can ask me any questions you have." Tao Hua said.

Receiver?
what is that?
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Zhang Ye tentatively asked, "Any questions are fine?"

"Only for work~ I will refuse to answer personal questions."

Zhang Ye blushed inexplicably, and thought in his heart: Of course it's a matter of work, maybe I also asked you what you ate today and what clothes you were wearing...

"What exactly is the job of our 'administrator'?" Zhang Ye asked.

"Wow, I just asked such a formal question, I need to clear up my language." Tao Hua laughed.

Zhang was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for Tao Hua's answer.

"To put it simply, our job is to regularly record and maintain the rare treasures in the museum. To be more specific, our museum of rare treasures is a place that is completely different from other museums. Our exhibits will not be exhibited to ordinary people. Only special personnel who have received our invitation are eligible to enter. At the same time, our exhibits are allowed to be sold, and of course the buyers will not be ordinary people..."

Hearing this, Zhang Ye's scalp tingled for a while.

Maggill, what's the matter?Listen to this statement... [Museum of Curious Treasures] Is it private?Exhibits can still be sold... This is not a museum at all!Nima, this is smuggling cultural relics...

Perhaps guessing Zhang Ye's confusion and shock at this time, Tao Hua's pleasant voice sounded again.

"Don't worry, the Museum of Rare Treasures is not a museum in the general sense. Ordinary people can't see it, can't touch it, and don't even know it exists. The object of our transaction is not ordinary people as you understand it."

"I... don't understand." Zhang also answered truthfully.

"Have you read any ghost stories?"

"Seen."

"Then you can treat the Museum of Rare Treasures as a Yinming Palace that only accepts weird things."

Zhang Ye was startled, and a chill suddenly rose.

"Sister...are you kidding?" Zhang Ye's voice seemed to be trembling.

"Don't believe me? Then I can't help it." Tao Hua's voice turned serious, "To tell you the truth, this world is not what you know. If you want to continue working in the Museum of Treasures, The biggest secret is: ask less, listen more and do more.”

Where is this going?!

Zhang couldn't help feeling dizzy.

"Then what... where are you now, girl? I'll look for you in the past, but I can't tell you clearly on the phone."

"I want to meet you too, but unfortunately, we won't be able to." Tao Hua's voice was inexplicably disappointed.

"What do you mean? Although the Museum of Rare Treasures is not small, it's not difficult to meet... How about you come to me? I'm in the entrance hall."

The long silence made Zhang also wonder if the other party had hung up, but the phone screen showed that he was still on the call.

"Sister?"

"Ugh……"

Tao Hua let out a long breath, and then said something that made Zhang Ye's hair stand on end.

"I'm in another world, how do you see me?"

An indescribable chill rose from the soles of the feet all the way to Tianling Gai, and Zhang Ye's cell phone was almost thrown out by him.