"It's like a godborn." Solomon was alert to find that someone was watching him, although there was already a group of rats staring at him today, but he didn't do anything, anyway, there was no secret, just look at it, and Solomon was speechless, he had been standing in front of the mirror since he got on the boat and looked at his face.

Solomon turned his head to look at where Andre was standing, but there was nothing, at this time Dumans, who was standing in Solomon's godface, also found the same kind of breath, and now Dumans has become Solomon's servant, in addition to having a little sense of self-care, it is absolutely obedient to Solomon's orders, originally Solomon wanted Dumans to take a look, but forget it, although he was not afraid of all the forces on this ship, but for his greater ambition or endured.

"That's Solomon?" Luo asked in surprise, this was the first time in his life that he had become a true god.

"A god disguised as a mortal." Andrei sat in his seat at the meeting place and hid his soul power with a special spell, and the ordinary people around him didn't notice what was going on.

"What are we going to do next." Lowe asked.

"Wait for the rat to step on the clamp." André said, then radioed to Morad, who was still at sea.

"Old man, have you come again, we have seen Solomon, and Durmans is indeed with him, and it seems that your guess is correct. Eighty percent of Dumans was assimilated into a godhead and cracked. Andrei whispered.

"We've seen your cruise ship." Morad said.

"How many people were brought."

"Three fishing boats, about a hundred." Morad said.

"Why fishing boats." Andrei asked, "Aren't there ships in the army?" ”

"No, it's because the people of Agreel are afraid of being too ostentatious." Morad said.

"Oh. It turns out that Agliel also has low-key moments. "Andrei was a bit of a joke.

One of the technicians who was adjusting the radio in the room had heard all of these conversations, and he was amazed at what he had just heard. Godhead? What is that, and a fishing boat of a hundred people, is it a terrorist? But this is not his own business, he is struggling with whether to report it to the management. He thought that if the ship was really occupied, it would not be good, and his life would not be guaranteed, and at this moment the first mate was patrolling, and happened to pass by the technician's side.

The technician called the first mate next to him.

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

"It's a little something, just now when I was debugging the channel, I overheard someone talking on the radio, and a terminal came from this cruise ship." The technician told the first mate everything he heard, but when the first mate heard it, his face froze,

"The fishing boats had been spotted, less than a nautical mile from the entire cruise ship, but there was no sign that they were going to land." At this time, the first mate was talking to the captain, and it had been ten minutes since the technician found out about the conversation with infinite electricity, and they used radar scanning to lock on to the group of fishing boats around them.

"Are they waiting for something?" The captain asked.

"I don't know, we should now ensure the safety of the entire cruise ship, whether to sound the alarm or not." The first mate said worriedly.

"No, we don't want to do it for the time being, since they don't want to board the ship, we will contact the Maritime Public Security Department and let them intervene." The captain said.

"Is that good?"

"I don't know."

When it was close to ten o'clock in the evening, it was almost over, and it was the last peak of the entire venue.

"Below, we are auctioning a medieval Western long sword from the Middle East, its workmanship has caught up with modern technology, although the entire sword surface has lost the luster of the battlefield, but the peak at this time can still sharpen iron like clay." At this time, the narrator tells the history of the sword in the background, "Now the bidding will begin, the low price will be ten million dollars, and each bid will be one million dollars." ”

"Eleven million."

"Fifteen million."

"Twenty million."

"Twenty million once," the narrator didn't expect that the price of this sword was only three people, and there was no one to ask for it.

"Twenty million two."

"Twenty million three times, congratulations to the fourteenth for obtaining this sword." The narrator spoke, watching as a slightly brownish-black woman took the sword.

At this time, the woman was crying like a child, and said this, "This is the ancestral stuff of my grandfather's grandfather, and it will finally come again." ”

"These are the last two items to be auctioned," the narrator said, of course, ignoring those who were attached to them, and then said slowly, "the penultimate item, a mutilated book from the shore of the Red Sea that is more than two thousand years old, with very mysterious words written on it, for fear of being corroded by the air again, this time the items on display will be displayed in a sealed glass case." ”

When the item was displayed, everyone was sighing, because it was a really broken book, and they couldn't read the text on it, even the big guys who were present who had studied the text couldn't read it, and they gave up the moment they saw the item.

At this time, Solomon and Andrei, their eyes were straight, what they saw, they really didn't expect to see the 'Book of Moses' that the entire god-descended world had been looking for thousands of years in this place.

"Guess what I saw, old man." André said on the radio, but he didn't know that someone was eavesdropping on all their conversations in a small house on the ship, the first mate and the captain.

"What else can you kid see, is it a beauty, or a god." Morad said.

"If I go back to Yagret this time, I guess it's really a long vacation!" Andrei said happily.

"What did you see, and you were happier than Solomon was asleep?" Morad said.

"Of course, I still think it's better for Solomon to be asleep, but the book of Moses in the cupboard, I believe that even the high-ranking people of Akrel will be untenable here, and maybe they will rob it." Andrei said.

Morad paused for a moment, then finally reacted, "You're saying it again." What is it? ”

"The Book of Moses." Andrei said.

"Really, I'm going to contact the headquarters right now and ask for the troops." Morad said.

And at this time, the captain and the first mate sitting in the small house were shivering and sent troops, is this going to war, just for a book?

"No, no, there are too many people here, and they are all high-ranking officials and celebrities in the world, we can't start it, haven't we already said before the mission, try not to have a war?"

"What then?" Morad said anxiously.

"Is it possible to mobilize funds in this world?"

"Is 10 billion enough?" Morad said.

"The more the merrier, I'm afraid that Solomon guy will go wrong, in case he is stunned and throws out a few tons of gold." Andrei said worriedly.

And the captain who was sitting and listening to the conversation was sweating like rain, he knew the book at this trade fair, he and the boss who sold the book were old friends, and he didn't look down on it at first, but he didn't expect that someone would be willing to throw a few tons of gold for that thing, is this funny?