I, Su Mo, the top antique appraiser in the country, once traveled through time and became a living specimen in the Museum of Perversion.
Bite! [Welcome to the "Museum of Silence", please start your performance.
Task list:
Survive until the appreciation value is cleared.
In the face of bullying, I calmly analyzed: "A collection that relies on anger to express its value, if even the conflict is so clumsily created, how far is it from being a 'defective product'?"
And the mysterious judge who covered the sky with one hand and erased everything with a snap of his fingers walked up to me holding a black umbrella with a smile on his face:
"This collection has performed beyond the expectations of the chief curator. So, how do you want to perform the next scene?"
I looked at his black hole-like eyes and the silent city behind him, and fell into deep thought...
