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Chapter 272

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What on earth did I do?

Just as Huai Shi was puzzled by the Book of Destiny, he heard a knock on the door of the art museum.

Although it was far away, the knocking seemed to echo in his ears.

Only now did he realize that the entire art museum seemed to appear in Huai Shi's perception. Every detail and change was vivid in his mind. As long as he thought about it, all kinds of things in the storage room would appear in his hands. The door could be easily opened and locked.

It was like a fortress.

Before Old Skeleton died, he handed over the control of the art museum to him. Unfortunately, all the things were basically taken away by the stingy Music Association.

Only some miscellaneous daily necessities were left, and there was an exchange list.

It was filled with a row of names of musicians that blinded Huai Shi's eyes, as well as their essence manuscripts, as well as various relic level instruments from the border … and the exchange price that blinded Huai Shi's eyes.

The starting price of Source Crystals was more than ten pieces.

In other words, if he wanted to exchange for East Summer Dollars, even at the lowest exchange rate, the cheapest was more than twenty million!

"Twenty million? Am I crazy? Twenty million for an original manuscript, and I can only read it once … "

Huai Shi casually put the exchange list into his pocket and walked in the direction of the door. When he opened the door, he saw the backpacker waiting outside.

Mask, hood, gloves, sunglasses, and covered in a robe, not revealing any skin.

He looked extremely mysterious.

"Yo!"

The visitor waved at him rather indifferently, "Excuse me, are you Huai Shi?"

"… Uh."

Huai Shi thought for a long time and couldn't remember where he had seen such a mysterious person, "Who are you?"

"No. 2, I thought you heard about me from others."

The mysterious person shrugged, which finally made Huai Shi remember the mysterious person who was ranked above him. He seemed to be a member of the Astronomy Association, but he hadn't revealed his identity since the beginning of the competition.

At this moment, he suddenly came, which made Huai Shi a little confused.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

The mysterious man shrugged and pointed behind the door. "Can we talk inside? I traversed the entire city to find this place. It would be best if I could rest for a while. "

You're not polite at all.

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment before opening the door and turning sideways. "Although this isn't my place, please …"

The mysterious man swaggered in, as if he was not worried about Huai Shi's trap. He passed through the luxurious hall and marveled at the gorgeous decorations on the corridor walls.

"As expected of the Hell Music Association! This place is really big. It's rich and overbearing. "

The mysterious man heaved a long sigh. "Our place can't be compared at all. They don't even provide us with food. When we sleep, we can only sleep on the recliner used to wash our guests' hair. It's so miserable."

"Is it that hard?" Huai Shi was stunned, and immediately became curious. "You are …"

The mysterious man chuckled and took out a rolled leather belt from his pocket. With a flick of his hand, a row of scissors and combs of various colors were revealed from the unrolled leather belt. There was also a faint smell of hair stubble and ointment.

"— Abyss Styling Association."

The mysterious man shrugged. "Simply put, it's a haircut and a bloodletting treatment at the same time … Ah, right, just call me Tony."

Huai Shi's expression twitched.

The Infernal Realm really had all kinds of things!

Not only did he say that there was a Barber Association, he even copied Teacher Tony's name. Wasn't that a bit perfunctory?

"Anyway, names are just a form of address." Tony waved his hand casually. "If you want, you can call me Kevin or Allan."

"Just call me Tony."

Huai Shi led the way in front and suddenly had a bold idea. He looked back at Tony's backpack with tools and pinched his chin. "Isn't that …"

As if knowing what he was thinking, Tony waved his hand and refused. "Your hairstyle is very good. You don't have to cut it. There's nothing to cut."

"…"

Huai Shi was speechless for a while.

He had thought that the barber in Hell would have a way to cut his hair that was a bit too long. Even if he didn't ask for a haircut, it would be fine to cut it back to its original appearance.

"If it's just a simple haircut, I can do it, but there's no need."

Tony explained. "The so-called haircut and beauty treatment is to enhance the existence of beauty to the greatest extent. Now your posture is a pure extension of the Stigmata. It can be said to be a perfect reflection of the miracle in the human body. There's no need for any modification. If I cut your hair forcibly, it may also affect the operation of the Stigmata itself.

Huai Shi was puzzled. "It's just a haircut, right?"

Tony gave him a strange look.

"What's wrong?"

"No, you probably don't know."

After sitting down in the lounge, he put down his backpack and slumped on the chair. "To be honest, a newcomer like you who became a calamity musician and an official culinary demon is really something. Have you been leveling up in the Ten-Mile Slope before?"

"What's the Ten-Mile Slope?"

"Ahem, it's a joke in the archeological team. Please don't mind it."

After pondering for a moment, Tony said seriously, "The so-called stylist pursues the maximum degree of modification to the customer's characteristics and beauty. Whether it's shaving or dyeing hair, they're just minor details. At the end of the day, everything is to show the most intuitive 'beauty'. Can you understand?"

"Are you trying to say that sissies are also beautiful?"

Huai Shi's face twitched.

"Don't the mountain ghosts have this kind of dark beauty?"

Tony's words stunned Huai Shi. The first thought that came to his mind was: Why does everyone know that I'm a Celestial genealogy?

How can I be a snitch if this continues!

Tony opened his hand, and frost instantly condensed and rose, turning into a lifelike bust of Huai Shi.

Celestial genealogy, Dusk Road — Grade 3, Frost Giant.

"To be honest, there aren't many Celestial genealogy sublimators now. When I saw you, I was shocked. Don't tell me you've been cheated by the archeological team's interest-free loan? Those guys are thinking of ways to pull newcomers into Celestial genealogy every day in order to open up the abyss … "

"Uh … You can say that I've been cheated and pulled into a pirate ship."

Huai Shi shrugged helplessly. Then he immediately reacted, and his eyes lit up. "Wait, does the archeological team have interest-free loans? Do you still remember to apply now? "

"It's only for new sublimators before Grade 1. It's too late for you to take advantage of it now."

Tony chuckled, as if he was looking at Huai Shi. Soon, the eyes behind the sunglasses softened slightly. "Where were we just now?"

"Barber."

"Yes, barber." Tony spread out his hands and continued. "To put it simply, this job is to better reflect the beauty of the miracle on the sublimator, and at the same time to correct some phenomena caused by the low compatibility between the sublimator and the stigmata, such as beastification or pathological changes."

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, and then he gasped.

The barber in the abyss could even correct and modify the stigmata?

Wasn't this a little too ridiculous?

"After all, since a long time ago, the barbers of Rome were known for bloodletting therapy and surgery. These are quite advanced skills. At best, my ability can only remove some superficial lesions."

Tony said slowly, "Now you understand, right? The guilds that can register in the 'Graveyard of the Returnless' are famous for their unique skills and abilities.

For example, the Infernal Music Association's soul adjustment and healing movements, the Muse Club's portrait inheritance scroll and painting summoning spell, and needless to say, the Culinary Tournament. From the poison configuration to the smelting of dark elemental, to the various magical recipes that are close to alchemy, there are simply endless secret recipes … In this regard, the Celestial genealogy has a natural advantage, and it's easier to get their approval. If you still have the energy, you can try more. In this regard, will Astronomy stop you? "

Huai Shi nodded. Although he did not fully understand, it was a good thing anyway.

Not knowing whether it was to prove his sincerity or simply not care, after the mysterious man called Tony gave so much information, Huai Shi was embarrassed to maintain his original vigilance.

The sound of boiling water rang out, breaking the awkward silence between the two.

Huai Shi reached out and fished out a teapot and two teacups. Finally, after rummaging in the storeroom for a long time, he looked up and asked, "Is only black tea okay?"

"It's okay."

Thus, the tea leaves accurately fell into the teapot, and the boiling water poured in. After Huai Shi added sugar and milk, which was rather rare in Infernal, he poured a large cup for Tony and placed it in front of him.

Then, he stared at his face that was tightly covered.

He wanted to know how this guy would drink it.

Then, he saw Tony take off his sunglasses and mask, and a huge horse face suddenly jumped out from under the mask, giving Huai Shi a fright.

This bastard even wore a rather huge plastic head cover under the mask!

Just like that, in front of Huai Shi, he raised his head and poured the tea into the horse's mouth. Ignoring the tea spilling all over his body, he put down the teacup, shook his limp horse face, and pretended to finish drinking.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

For some reason, Huai Shi felt that the horse face had a smug smile on it.

After drinking the tea and sitting down, Huai Shi did not want to talk to this mysterious guy anymore, so he asked straightforwardly, "So, are you here on behalf of the Astronomy Association?"

"Who said I'm from the Astronomy Association, don't talk nonsense." Tony lied through his teeth and looked like he would never admit it, "I'm just a contestant who happened to pass by."

"… Okay."

Huai Shi's face twitched, "What's the matter?"

"Then just say it."

He said straightforwardly, "I'm going to leave."

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