Located next to Cairo's downtown square, the Ramses Hotel, named after the famous pharaoh, welcomed a group of uninvited guests today.

A short-haired woman in a blue uniform who was in charge of check-in and reception at the front desk was counting the number of residents who had checked out in the morning, as was customary, when an eerie shadow suddenly hung in front of her.

"Hello, welcome to ......" she was only halfway through her words, and she was forced back into her stomach because of fear and consternation.

In sight were five flat-headed men in black suits and large sunglasses covering their eyes.

If that's the case, she wouldn't be afraid. But the men in front of them have other disturbing characteristics:

The complexion of these people was unusually white, and it reached a level of almost translucency against the black suit. The whole body seems to exude a cold atmosphere, almost like ice cream that has just been taken out of the freezer.

What's even more bizarre is that they seem to have been carved out of the same mold, their faces all look the same, and even the black mole under the corner of the right eye has become a common feature.

It's impossible for even twins to achieve this level of similarity, let alone these five guys. They don't look like quintuplets but more like ......

"The Asian guy who just checked out, we need his registration information." The voice of the man in black standing at the front interrupted the woman's chaotic thoughts.

"Oh, okay......"

The frightened receptionist subconsciously planned to call up the information from the computer, but immediately stopped the hand that was typing on the keyboard, and said with a wince: "Hug ...... I'm sorry. We are unable to provide private information to our guests. ”

"Give me the information." The man lowered his voice and said word by word.

Poor front desk staff, though still trying to stick to their principles. But he was controlled by an incredible "magic" in the other party's voice, and nodded with a dull gaze: "Okay." ”

It's not because of the oppression of the other party's words. Instead, she was coerced by some kind of "halo"-like invisible force, and she obediently called up the guest information that had not been deleted, printed it in the printer next to her, and then handed it to the other party slowly.

When she was submitting the information, she accidentally touched the other party's fingers, and the cold and dry feeling flowed from her fingertips all over her body, so frightened that she retracted her hand like an electric shock, and apologized in a trembling whisper: "I'm sorry." ”

Of course, the other party didn't care about such a trivial matter, just stared at the information on the A4 paper: "Zheng Jae-ki." 28 years old, male, Korean. ”

Reading this, the man in black raised his head and asked the front desk in a low tone: "Is there a photo?" ”

"No, we don't usually keep photos of guests who stay for a short time......" The short-haired woman's voice looked like she was about to cry.

"Let him run, this must be a pseudonym." The man in black gritted his teeth and muttered, "Let's go!" ”

Until the five turned around and left. The back disappeared outside the main entrance, looking at the neat hall in front of her, the short-haired woman finally collapsed on the chair weakly, gasping for breath:

She didn't know who those guys were. Didn't want to know what they were at all, just kept praying that those horrible men in black wouldn't come back.

……

At the same time. The young man, who goes by the pseudonym "Jung Jae-gi," is standing on an observation deck at the far end of the square. Together with other tourists nearby, I watched the direction of the square with a telescope.

Although it looks no different from the average tourist on the outside. But the telescope in his hand is not the same as other people's rented junk goods, but the "snake eyes" that can clearly see every detail of the square.

This street-side open-air observation deck is about 20 meters high and claims to overlook half of Cairo, which is of course complete nonsense. However, Zhang Luo didn't need to overlook the downtown area of Cairo at this time, just to observe the situation in the square.

After being discovered by the strange man in black, his goal at this time has changed from "figuring out the garrison in the museum" to figuring out where the men in black came from.

The first thing that is certain is that those guys are not human.

-- The skin is so white that it can no longer be explained by "albinism", it is almost like there is no blood.

In addition, the corner of the bandage exposed on the man's body also made Zhang Luo very concerned.

Although I don't know if it's a bandage or not, there are some similarities between it and the bandages on the "pharaoh" I've seen.

However, if those guys were mummies, their unusually fair and smooth skin did not fit the characteristics of mummies at all......

Just as he was wondering, Zhang Luo saw that the men in black had walked out of the hotel lobby and dispersed into the crowd in the square, and began to investigate the male Asian tourists in the square.

"These guys are pretty smart." Zhang Luo sighed.

As the so-called plan could not keep up with the change, he had no idea that he would be found in a hotel two kilometers away. With the other party raising their vigilance, the difficulty of infiltrating the museum has undoubtedly increased by a few points again.

At this moment, a scarlet afterimage suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye.

"Huh?"

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Zhang Luo, who had already looked away, immediately moved the lens of the telescope back to the previous position, and immediately saw a flat-headed man in black in the square, whose whole body was exuding terrifying blood.

Although he could see it clearly, the other people in the square continued to walk at the same pace as if they didn't see it at all, without a trace of panic at all.

"What's the situation?"

Zhang Luo soon realized that his "spiritual vision" seemed to be in effect again, so he could see things that others could not see.

However, now was not the time to confirm the skill, and what he cared more about was the scarlet "cloud" emitted by the man in black.

"Could this be a vampire?" He muttered quietly.

-- This kind of erratic scarlet cloud seems to have been seen by me when I met the newly resurrected Dracula on the train. Dracula, who was still relatively weak at the time, used a similar mist to condense into a bloody body.

If those guys are vampires, their unusually pale skin can be explained - "super white skin" is indeed one of the characteristics of vampires. But......

"Are they no ordinary vampires?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo put down the binoculars and stood aside, using the Executioner's Eye, to send a message to Darov, the great exorcist who stayed in the base to rest:

"Have you ever heard of a combination of a mummy and a vampire?"

Remembering the underground pyramid that was used as a research facility by the Monster Authority and imprisoned all kinds of heretical creatures. Zhang Luo knew very well that the so-called "righteous organization" was likely to be transforming heretical creatures.

These strange "combined monsters" in front of you look like a combination of vampires and mummies, and if that's the case, they're probably from the Monster Authority!

Immediately after he sent the message, Darov's "righteous and stern" reply appeared in his eyes:

"In the past, the Authority had this kind of research plan, but then it was canceled because everyone voted against it. After all, we're just keeping heretics in captivity, not using them as experiments. ”

"You're really just a temporary worker." Zhang Luo sighed.

"What do you mean?" Darov's answer was very prompt.

"Your message is out of date, and this project hasn't been canceled because I'm running into this stuff right now." Zhang Luo sent a message.

-- Naturally, an official institution like the Cairo Museum cannot be controlled by heretical creatures, and it is very likely that the "security" of heretical creatures that will appear here will be sent by the Monster Management Bureau.

In other words, now you have to face not exorcists, but monsters created by humans!

――So what should we do now?

Raising his head and looking at the cloudless blue sky, Zhang Luo immediately came up with a new battle plan.

"Those vampires are really unlucky, because if it were today...... It seems that it is time to transform. ”

Thinking that today was a special day, he looked down at his palms with a big smile on his face. (To be continued.) )