Chapter 89

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After all, it was one of the main features of the core area, and all kinds of transportation could lead to the Galactic Exhibition Hall. Lin Han took a while to clean up, but no matter how he tried to cover it, the back of his neck and his gland, if one looked closely, they could still see the not too deep and shallow red marks.

Lin Han worried for a while how to make the mark less conspicuous, and finally looked down at the little one who had regained his vitality and started to jump around, and finally came up with a solution that wasn't a solution. When he left the house, Lin Han was dressed appropriately, except for a small ball at his neck, black and fluffy, excitedly lying on him.

He had agreed with Grr that he only wanted it to help him cover his marks.

He was worried at first that Grr wouldn't want to sit down, but he didn't expect that the position was next to his gland, and the little guy's sense of smell was already more sensitive than a human's. Once he got up there, he could smell a little bit of very faint caramel pheromone, and he couldn't get down from there, and his little paws kept clenching on the collar.

Lin Han was a little embarrassed that Grr sometimes pressed his entire body up, allowing the already sensitive glands to run through his body in a burst of uncomfortable electricity. Fortunately, it wasn't too uncomfortable, although occasionally it made Lin Han a little itchy, but it was better than the red mark being seen.

But such a small thing on his body was more striking, from the walk to the public flying machine mooring, finally arriving at the Galactic Exhibition Hall, one person and one ball has been the focus of many people's attention.

It was announced that the storage fee had been reduced, so even though it wasn't a public holiday, there were many more people at the Exhibition Hall.

The huge storage fee of the Exhibition Hall was often criticized, some people sneered that such a meaningful setting would consume many ordinary people's life savings, if anyone could store a thing. In fact, the core area was exclusive to the rich and powerful.

The staff in the museum didn't respond to this, the core area's strong culture had been around for a long time, many people even took the initiative to speak mockingly, saying that this place should have stored some more noble things, the huge storage fees was just a screening level.

The entrance to the Galactic Exhibition Hall looked not much different from an ordinary museum, and only after entering did one realize that it was something else.

Some people would choose to take the initiative to show their own things to everyone, but also to reveal their names. Once inside the hall, Lin Han could see a variety of strange or ordinary items, the center of the most prominent position was a key. Lin Han immediately recognized it as a very early model mecha, the attached note was the Emperor's first personal requisition he used, now it was in the exhibition hall as a souvenir.

The Exhibition Hall was divided into ten floors according to the type and properties of the items, some of which weren't directly stored here due to various reasons such as being too large or impossible to carry, but were shown in the form of images or holographic light screens. Before entering the Exhibition Hall, everyone would be asked their purpose. If it was only to visit and enjoy, they would enter through the blue light door. If they wanted to deposit, after giving a tip there would be a special person to guide them and to introduce them to the various rules, as well as listen to their needs.

There was no one to guide visitors if they were just touring, but some enthusiastic college students would serve as volunteers to introduce the various displays they knew, as far as their abilities allowed. But Lin Han's appearance was already rather conspicuous, not to mention a small moving ball of fur around his neck. Even before he could explain his purpose, a volunteer took the initiative to lean over.

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