The day I lost my job, I took a "night shift only" job.
The location is a museum not open to the public.
The rules are simple -
Do not touch the sculptures, do not stay in the exhibition hall for long, and do not ignore abnormalities.
On my first night of patrol, I discovered——
There was a "crying saint" who took a step forward the moment I lowered my head.
When I looked up again, she was standing in front of me.
I started to understand one thing:
The sculptures here are not exhibits.
They are alive.
And my Dragon-Seeking Ruler can only tell me one thing -
Where can I live for a few more seconds?
