"He's called Gong Lose Class, and he's a carpenter." The old ghost said leisurely as he sipped his drink.

"What about down there?" Savedri asked curiously, as the name of the public loss class must have some interesting origin like the name of the old ghost.

"Below? There's no more down there. The old ghost smiled and glanced at the public loser class and replied.

"None down there?" Savedri followed the old ghost's gaze in confusion and looked at the public loss class, and suddenly Savedri laughed evilly, and her eyes glanced at the lower body of the public loss class with bad intentions. "Old ghost, you're talking so interestingly, hehe."

"What do you mean? What's missing underneath? The public loser class was stupid for a moment, and gradually his confused face turned into an angry red, and he shouted loudly to the old ghost: "I believe you are a ghost, you old thing is very bad, there is no one below you, there is no one under your whole family!" ”

"Haha, where did you want to go? I knew you guys had a very obscene mind. The old ghost smiled and flipped back and forth, and half of the wine in the glass was spilled.

"I ...... I...... I'm not a carpenter, carpentry is just a hobby of mine, I ...... I'm actually a mechanic, and there's nothing in the world that I can't make, and of course it's too bizarre. The public loser immediately reacted, and he hurriedly said his skills to Savedri: "I...... I'm also a good gunslinger, the kind that hits every shot. ”

"Gunslinger? 100 shots? So......" The old ghost smiled and looked at the public loss class, thinking about hurting him. Unexpectedly, the angry public loser suddenly rushed to him and grabbed his neck with both hands.

"If you dare to tell the rest of the story, believe it or not, I'll strangle you?" The public loser shouted at the old ghost in annoyance.

"Ah...... Don't say it...... Don't talk about it, you ...... Let it go! Are you really ...... You're going to strangle me! The old ghost hurriedly begged loudly for mercy.

"Humph!" The public loser let go of his hand, turned his back angrily, and generally ignored the old ghost.

"Ahem." In order to break the embarrassing atmosphere caused by revealing each other, the old ghost deliberately coughed twice, and then said to Savidri: "Your Royal Highness, can you continue to talk about the incident we just said?" ”

"Oh, of course, of course, you made me almost forget about it just now, hehe." "Chiaps's ascension to the throne was entirely due to his mother, Hetfrith, who staged a palace coup shortly after Snifru's death, and Prince Nzimahes had to flee to Dubarbarians. ”

"And then Chiapus became pharaoh?" The public loser class also felt curious, turned around and interjected.

"Hehe, of course it's not that simple." Savidri looked at the public loss class and smiled slightly, and continued: "Actually, Hetfrith wants to be a pharaoh herself. After driving out Prince Nzimahers, she immediately imprisoned her son, and then with a bloody and courageous hand, she cleansed all the ministers who opposed her. Unfortunately, Hetfrith died the night before she was about to ascend the throne as the supreme ruler of Upper and Lower Egypt. ”

"Dead?" The old ghost and the public loser looked at Savidri with a shocked look on their faces at the same time and asked.

"Yes, she's dead." Savidri smiled at the two men with surprised expressions on their faces and said, "She died very inexplicably, and it was just right. She died, and the blood of Snefrul once again became the pharaoh of Upper and Lower Egypt. ”

"Why Chiapus and not Nzimahes? Why would they choose an idiot? The public loser looked at Savidri in amazement and asked.

"This is politics, no nobleman would want a smart man to be their leader, and there is an important promoter behind this." Savedri took a leisurely sip of wine and said.

"Pusher? You're talking about Milichimes, right? The old ghost interjected and asked.

"Yes, you are right, it was indeed Milicus, who was the royal physician of Chiapus at the time. And rumor has it that he poisoned Queen Hetfrith with drugs. Savidri nodded at the old ghost. It was after he became pharaoh in Chiapus that he ordered the construction of the huge pyramid to begin. With that, Savidri got up from the sofa, walked to the huge window, looked at the pyramid that loomed in the night, and said silently: "After 30 years, the pyramid has finally been completed." ”

"That pyramid is not the royal tomb of Chiapus, what is it for?" The old ghost also walked to the window and looked at the pyramid in the distance and asked.

"It's a machine for the harvest of life." Savedri turned her head to look at the old ghost and said, "As long as it exists, Milysius can continue to obtain a steady stream of huge wealth, which is enough for him to provoke a global war around the world, and I have discovered that Milisius has another identity, he is the second reaper after Moroxus." ”

"When I saw those little grays who wanted to capture you, I had a premonition that Milicus had some kind of connection with the Reaper, but your words still shocked me, I didn't expect Milicus to be the Reaper himself." The old ghost looked at Savedri in astonishment and muttered.

"Why did you scare our omnipotent and omniscient archmage Xuanweizi like this when he heard the name Reaper?" The public loser walked behind the old ghost as if he had found an opportunity, and said with a smirk and a striking tone.

"That's because you're ignorant, and you're fearless because you're ignorant." The old ghost turned his head and said helplessly, "Do you know what kind of existence the previous Reaper Moroxes was?" ”

"I don't know him, how do I know what kind of person he is." The public loser class was not convinced.

"It was a terrifying figure a hundred times more powerful than the ancient demon gods, who could create a huge city of a million people in one night, conquer all the oases on both sides of the Nile in just half a year, and turn a vast desert into an endless forest. He was able to summon an army of demons from hell and wipe out millions of elite armies at his fingertips, turning beautiful and rich Baghdad into a withered dead city overnight. The spectacular and beautiful Tower of Babel has since been wiped out from the earth. Do you think such an existence is something I can face alone? The old ghost quickly said this big thing to the public loss class.

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