I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 196 Strange Events

Having previously experienced falling into another mysterious museum.

A hint of seriousness crept into Erin's eyes, along with a growing sense of apprehension towards this modern art museum.

In order to prevent the strange changes in the museum from happening again, and to avoid putting himself in unknown dangers.

Erin continued his visit.

He firmly suppressed his curiosity and locked all his spirituality within himself.

And they quietly set up some escape routes within the museum.

After doing all this.

With her mind at ease, Erin abandoned her plan to be unconventional and joined the rest of the group, quietly touring the museum with its long history under Tony's guidance.

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The Museum of Modern Art in New York was built in the summer of 1929.

However, between 1929 and 1939, the Museum of Modern Art moved its location at least three times before finally settling at its current location in 1939.

Of course, in the past sixty or seventy years.

The Museum of Modern Art has been renovated and expanded more than once.

Perhaps this is why the bright and sunny modern art museum in the surface world looks so different from the mysterious museum in the underworld, which is full of traces of time!

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Could it be that the museum in the real world is what the Museum of Modern Art originally looked like?

Based on the observation just now.

Erin noticed that apart from the slightly different appearance,

The layout of the modern art museum in the surface world seems strikingly similar to that of the bizarre museum in the underworld.

However, the collections displayed in the two museums are quite different.

The walls on both sides of the gallery at the Museum of Modern Art are adorned with numerous world-famous paintings, as well as classic works by renowned artists from around the world.

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None of these paintings appeared in that mysterious museum in the Otherworld.

Moreover, it's unclear whether it's just Erin's imagination.

Compared to the unique paintings in the Otherworld, each with a strong personal style.

The exhibits in the Museum of Modern Art seem to lack a certain something in terms of artistic conception.

It seems to lack that special spirituality.

Could it be that...

Are only those extraordinary works with a spiritual quality worthy of being included in that mysterious museum?

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The Museum of Modern Art is very large.

By the time Tony led them through three of the exhibition halls, more than three hours had passed, and it was already 17:00 PM.

He raised his watch to check the time.

Instead of taking the students to visit the other exhibition halls, Mr. Tony dismissed them, giving them free time for the remaining half hour before the museum closed.

Go and observe the exhibits in the museum up close, according to your own preferences.

have to say.

As the youngest teacher in the school.

Mr. Tony is arguably the most understanding and open-minded teacher in the school.

His decision immediately won the unanimous support of all the students.

If it weren't for the rule against loud noise in the museum...

Perhaps all the hundred or so students present would shout Tony's name and raise their glasses in celebration.

After Tony finished making the announcement.

Apart from the student council officers who needed to stay and check some data with Mr. Tony, everyone else dispersed in a joyful atmosphere.

And because of Hilary's publicity.

After struggling for several hours, the chubby Doug Wong still came up empty-handed and could only walk dejectedly toward Erin.

He watched the chubby boy walking towards him.

Erin didn't even need to use his mental field perception to see his terrible mood.

Thinking of this, Erin raised an eyebrow and deliberately said, "Oh, isn't this Big Dog? Why are you looking so listless? Don't tell me you still haven't invited a dance partner for the winter ball."

Hearing Erin's almost blatant sarcasm.

Little Fatty Doug Wong gritted his teeth and said, "It's all because of that damned Hilary! If she hadn't deliberately spread those rumors, would I still be struggling to find a dance partner?"

It really is so.

Seeing the chubby boy's angry expression, Erin suppressed his laughter and said, "The one who tied the knot must untie it. I think if you want to resolve this matter completely, you can talk to Hilary."

"No, I refuse to bow down to that despicable woman."

After saying that with unusual firmness.

The chubby boy looked at Erin and suddenly steered the conversation towards Erin.

"Erin, you were really brave just now! Being all lovey-dovey with another girl right in front of Gwen, weren't you afraid of getting your third leg broken by the goddess Gwen?"

Erin rolled her eyes at his words: "When did I ever kiss or be affectionate with other girls?"

"Still denying it? I just saw you and Hannah like that. Confess honestly, when did you start hooking up with Hannah again?"

"Stop! Hannah and I aren't even friends. I just helped her out, and she was going to give me a painting as a thank you. We even gave each other a high five to make a promise. How did that turn into us hooking up?"

"Heh, would Hannah give you a painting if you weren't even a regular friend?" The chubby Doug sneered and said, "Don't tell me that. Go explain it to Goddess Gwen and see if she believes you."

"Of course I believe it."

Just as the chubby Doug was staring at Erin with a cold smile, a sweet voice suddenly rang out behind him.

The chubby boy turned his head and immediately saw Gwen standing behind him with a smile.

Looking at Gwen.

Recalling what he had just heard, the chubby Doug immediately looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Then, dumbfounded, he turned to look at Erin.

That incredulous look seemed to be directed at Erin.

[Damn, you actually believe that? How many spells did you cast on your goddess?]

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Ignoring the chubby boy's dumbfounded look.

Erin looked at Gwen and asked, "Have you finished everything with the student council?"

"It's just an extracurricular cultural class. The student council doesn't actually need to do much. Besides taking attendance, we just need to help Mr. Tony maintain order. I've already done everything I needed to do."

"Since everything is alright, let's go! Mrs. Helen just called to tell me that she has prepared dinner for tonight and is just waiting for us to come over."

"what!"

After hearing her mother call Erin again, Gwen hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Upon seeing this, Erin greeted the chubby boy Doug beside her and then left the museum with Gwen.

Watching Erin and the goddess leave together, the lone, chubby boy opened his mouth listlessly and silently said:

"Damn it, this isn't fair."

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Back in that Aston Martin.

Gwen turned to look at Erin, who was driving, blinked her big eyes, and asked, "Can you tell me what you did to help Hannah? As far as I know, although Hannah likes to draw, she has never given away any of her paintings."

"I thought you weren't curious?"

Seeing Gwen's expression, Erin shook his head with amusement and said, "It's nothing, really. I just covered for her when she was secretly taking pictures of a portrait in the museum."

She said that pictures found online lack soul, and only photos she took herself were truly authentic. Perhaps that's why she said she wanted to give me a painting!

"I see!"

After listening attentively to Erin's explanation, Gwen nodded thoughtfully.

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Not long after leaving the Museum of Modern Art in New York.

Erin was driving at high speed.

We arrived at Gwen's house.

get off.

After closing the car door, Gwen checked the time and then said to Erin, "It's a few minutes faster than last time. It seems your driving skills are getting better and better."

"Perhaps I can't wait to taste Mrs. Helen's delicious dishes!"

"Okay, I'll pass that message on to your mother."

After laughing.

Gwen and Erin walked together toward Gwen's house.

After Erin's last treatment.

Helen's injuries had completely healed.

After undergoing further examinations to confirm that there were indeed no problems with his health.

Helen, who was already tired of hospital life, simply asked George to help her with the discharge procedures.

Recently.

With the support of her family, Helen has done some rehabilitation exercises and is now able to walk normally.

The first thing Mrs. Helen did after recovering was to invite Erin home for a dinner party.

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"Gwen, Arryn, you're back..."

After Mrs. Helen opened the door, she saw Gwen standing in front of her in a simple black dress, and Erin behind her in a sharp black suit.

My eyes lit up immediately.

These two little ones are such a perfect match!

"Don't stand at the door, dinner is almost ready, please come in!"

"Okay, Mom!"

"Excuse me, Mrs. Helen!"

After inviting Erin in.

Helen hugged Gwen and Erin in turn, and whispered in Erin's ear, "Don't be too sad, Erin, he's a hero!"

"I know, Mrs. Helen!"

After loosening her grip on Erin, Mrs. Helen immediately invited Gwen and Erin to sit down.

Delicious food is one of the best ways to forget pain.

And it seems that Mrs. Helen had this in mind today.

At first, Erin thought that the dinner party at Stacy's house was to celebrate Mrs. Helen's recovery, but under the care of Stacy's family...

Erin quickly realized who the real protagonist of this dinner party was.

Looking at the concern on Mrs. Helen's face.

While Erin was moved, a sense of helplessness also welled up in his heart.

Um, I really...'m not feeling unwell!

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Chinatown.

After returning home.

Erin unplugged the network cable from his home computer, creating a physical internet outage.

He simply took the silver USB drive he had retrieved from Natasha and plugged it into the computer.

"Ding!"

After the silver USB drive is inserted.

A small program popped up on Erin's computer, checking the computer's operating environment.

After detecting that the computer had no internet connection.

A black eagle image surrounded by a ring suddenly appeared in the center of Erin's computer screen.

This is the logo of S.H.I.E.L.D.

After clicking the logo with the mouse.

A folder named "Top Secret Files" quickly popped up on the computer in front of Erin.

After opening the folder containing this top-secret file.

A row of densely packed folder labels suddenly appeared in front of Erin.

Each of these documents has a unique name, followed by a star symbol, ranging from one star to nine stars.

"Are these some of the unusual incidents that S.H.I.E.L.D. has encountered in the past few months?"

Based on the unique names on the folder, Erin quickly understood.

Each folder on this silver USB drive represents a specific event.

The stars on the back of the folders probably represent the difficulty of these events, or... their level of secrecy within S.H.I.E.L.D.!

After randomly opening a folder labeled "Python",

Several photos of giant pythons, exceeding twenty or thirty meters in length and almost defying common sense, caught Erin's eye.

Some of the giant pythons in these photos are alive, while others are dead.

But those enormous bodies surprised Erin.

These photos were accompanied by an assessment report from S.H.I.E.L.D.

On December 20, 2000, several enormous pythons suddenly attacked humans and boats that had ventured deep into the Amazon rainforest, causing seven or eight ships to sink and killing hundreds of people.

Local military forces captured and killed two of the giant pythons that attacked the man, but the remaining pythons escaped back into the depths of the Amazon.

Based on investigations and autopsies of the python's carcass, it appears that some unknown change occurred deep within the Amazon basin, causing significant changes in the size of pythons in and around the Amazon.

[No abnormalities in the python's size or its unprovoked attacks on humans who entered the depths of the Amazon River have been found.]

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Amazon basin.

Giant python?

Is this going to be a real-life version of Anaconda?

After clicking "cross out" on this report.

Erin then casually opened a file that was relatively late in the document.

On January 26, 2001, a huge fog suddenly rose outside Philadelphia Harbor...

(End of this chapter)