I can return to the age of mysterious-Chapter 108 - 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further

Chapter 108: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _2

Chapter 108: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _2

After all, in principle, the items on display cannot be sold temporarily, otherwise what would the upper-class people view in the subsequent exhibitions?

Casio slowly looked around the exhibition hall. The layout of the Baichuan City Museum was indeed vast. The place where Casio was standing was a main hall, supported by marble pillars up and down. On the grey-black floor, every certain distance there was a high counter.

Above the counter were collections enclosed by glass covers.

At one glance, there were at least hundreds of pieces in the main hall.

Furthermore, there were many passages on both sides leading to the thematic side halls. For example, one living room was filled with antiques like oil landscape paintings, or all kinds of porcelain vases.

The collections brought by the White Rose Antiques Company seemed to be even more numerous than the Baichuan City Museum, worthy of being a large company.

Casio quickly walked to one side, walking along the edge of the side counter. About ten meters ahead, a beautiful girl wearing a black dress and a metal nameplate on her chest was introducing the stories of the collections inside the glass cover to the people around her.

“Miss, is there an antique currency show here?”

“Sorry sir, there is no specialized hall. The currency collections are displayed in a hall with statues and landscape paintings. If you want to go see them, the third side hall ahead is it.” The girl’s face was filled with a professional smile.

“Thank you.” Casio immediately headed off towards his clear target.

He quickly entered a side hall, where the walls were adorned with landscape paintings. Below the frames, there were papers introducing the era, background of the painter, and the price.

In front of the landscape paintings were collections covered by glass. Casio moved his gaze along with his steps. Soon he found what he was looking for – a rectangular display table beside a marble pillar, on which antique currencies were arranged evenly inside a glass cover.

Sunlight fell on the table, the crown logo protruding from the surface of the coin was very conspicuous, above the crown was a crooked cross.

There was also a coin with its reverse side placed on the table.

The surface of the coin displayed the number fifty.

This was it, the Crown Cross Star. One hundred and fifty years ago, in the northern part of the Hong Li Federation, a bloody revolution broke out in the Principality of Ryant. Emperor Volly IV was put on the guillotine, the spectators at the time threw a large number of coins, stained with blood.

The introduction beside the counter was similar to what the old man had described.

Casio glanced at the counter, and then at the people around. There were fewer people in this hall, the only three or four people were appreciating the landscape paintings on the wall. After confirming no one was watching him, he gently tapped the bottom of the glass cover with his right hand.

Thunk, a dull and soft sound.

Casio’s finger shockingly opened up a crack, like a bullet, at the rubber layer where the glass cover and the table connected. All of a sudden, a bitter flow of air gushed out from the crack. Casio’s eyes lit up, and then he quietly withdrew his right hand.

It’s a shame that the glass cover and the platform connect too tightly. If he wanted to open it, he would need to take the entire glass cover off. Otherwise, he would definitely absorb the Obsession Energy from the Crown Cross Star first.

Then consider buying the coin collection later.

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After looking around and finding no one observing him, Casio tried to open the others as he had done.

His body had an astonishing control, he could utilize his body freely. His finger was like a drill, easily pecking open a crack in the yellow glue layer without needing to touch the entire surface of the glass cover.

Adding onto the silent, concealed movement, in merely five to six minutes, he had gone through all the platforms in this side hall. Unfortunately, there were no Obsession antiques.

As a result, Casio targeted the other side halls.

He believed that this method was hard to be discovered, there were no cameras here and the people beside him couldn’t notice Casio’s small movement. Even if they did discover it, what then? He merely touched the edge of the glass cover and didn’t touch the antiques within. The collections were still perfectly sitting on the platform.

With that, Casio was even more confident and moved faster.

In a short amount of time he had searched five side halls, it was an impressive efficiency.

However, there were no rewards.

This made Casio a bit disheartened. In such a grand White Rose Antique Show, he couldn’t find the second Obsession antique besides the Crown Cross Star. Won’t his search for the Obsession antiques later be like finding a needle in a haystack? Would he only be able to rely on luck at that moment?

Helpless yet still desiring answers, he had to continue the search.

Finally, in the penultimate side hall, the ninth side hall.

In the corner on the edge, Casio’s body shook slightly.

He clicked his tongue and lowered his head, a bronze ring was displayed inside the glass cover, crudely made and quite ugly.

But, it was an Obsession Antique!

The bitter taste in Casio’s mouth had already given him the answer.

Taking a deep breath, Casio noted down the location of this counter, then walked towards the last exhibition hall.

Five minutes later, he returned to the main hall.

In the spacious hall, upper-class people in suits were walking back and forth, chatting and sipping hot tea. Some handsome young men and women were mingling together, their attire and demeanor were extraordinary.

But the ones who really looked like collectors were only a dozen or so balding middle-aged men or old men. Dressed in very casual pale yellow shirts, wearing reading glasses, and staying focused on the collections without engaging in conversations.

Casio emulated their practice, starting from a corner of the counter, slowly explored other places.

He hunched his back, appeared silent, and unsociable.

People nearby naturally wouldn’t bother him, often stepping aside as Casio approached to continue chatting with friends. Casio, meanwhile, scrutinizing the countertop, relentlessly poking at the edges.

With a thump, he could identify the authenticity within a few seconds.

Due to the crowdedness and the large number of collections in the main hall, Casio was cautious. He often started off pretending to be nonchalant, and would suddenly lean forward when the gazes around him moved away.

It took him a full half-hour to complete the search.

“This entire White Rose Antique Show is not even equivalent to the Sand Dust Organization’s antique transport truck,” Casio couldn’t help but comment in his mind.

He only found two Obsession Antiques this time.

One was the already confirmed Crown Cross Star Coin, and the other was a bronze ring in hall 9. Although there were some gains, it’s unsure how much was it exactly. Mainly it depended on the authenticity of that stack of Crown Cross Star Coins. There were more than a hundred of them, not sure how many contained Obsession Energy.

If it’s like last time Casio experienced, a genuine Crown Cross Star Coin would have about 0.2 Obsession Energy, equivalent to half the energy of a normal Obsession Antique. Hopefully, there would be more…

Just as he was pondering, commotion broke out not far away.

“Damn it, this bitch dares to hit me?! Beat her up!”

A black-haired youth was cupping his left cheek with an angry face.

There was a bright red hand print on his cheek.

Standing opposite him was a graceful and cold figure, Matthew’s bodyguard, the violet with a teardrop mole.

Though Casio was sorry that he only remembered this, the teardrop mole that completes her look was indeed memorable.

About ten meters away, a bodyguard who was behind the youth charged up. Showing no mercy, he directly aimed a punch at Violet’s chest with both speed and force.

“Oh? This guy has combat training.”

Casio headed over while narrowing his eyes.

On the other hand, Violet took a step back. With a quick sidestep, she swiftly dodged the fist. Then her long, taut leg was lifted in an angled sweep, landing a smack on the bodyguard’s waist.

“This Violet knows some combat skills too, but it seems not very advanced, perhaps around the third level. Casio was leisurely strolling over: “A bodyguard sent by the Black Spade Organization wouldn’t be this weak in combat, so she should be more proficient in shooting.”

From a distance, two more bodyguards from behind the youth charged forward.

Three guys in total, each of them looked to be at the second or third level in combat skills. At this moment, they had Violet surrounded.

“Damn, I didn’t bring a gun, this is trouble…”

Violet narrowed her long eyes, feeling a bit heavy-hearted.

Suddenly, a tall figure from the side pushed through the onlookers and forcibly squeezed in: “Excuse me.”