Zhang Luo opened all the drawers of his desk, and there was nothing but some documents written in ancient characters on A4 paper.

Opening the Executioner's Eye translation mode, he saw that the documents were basically financial statements, and although they didn't seem to be of much use to himself, he put them in the storage space.

Then, Zhang Luo sat down on a brown leather chair and stared at the tabletop that was smooth enough to be used as a mirror.

The Pharaoh's office was truly extraordinary, and just leaning back in his chair made me feel like I was having a back massage. Now, though, that's not the point:

"Hmmm......"

After thinking for a moment, a sharp light flashed in Zhang Luo's eyes, and then-

Finding nothing, he stood up and walked over to the bookshelf......

"The desk doesn't look like anything special, so the clue should be on the bookshelf?"

Opening the empty bookshelf, Zhang Luo carefully observed the inside of the bookshelf, and then squinted his eyes slightly:

There was not a trace of dust in the bookshelf, and it looked like it had been in use all along, but the books that should have been in it were missing at this time.

- Was it taken by Pharaoh? When you don't even have time to take the report with you, will you have time to take the book away?

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo turned his head, stopped his meaningful gaze on the chair he had just sat on, and said in a low voice:

"Anyway, this chair is a little too soft......"

The chair stood motionless.

"Have you ever seen a story called 'The Human Chair'?" Zhang Luo walked to the chair as he spoke, pulled out the sharp fangs of the water monster, and gently rubbed the blade on the back of the chair.

The chair remained motionless.

"Alright then......"

No one answered his words, and Zhang Luo raised his short knife violently. At this moment, a muffled male voice came from the chair:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm coming out! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the secret door behind the back of the chair suddenly opened, and a puddle of elastic dark green liquid flowed out, gathering on the ground into a wakily jelly-like thing.

"Are you...... Slime? Zhang Luo looked at the slimy green sphere: underneath its translucent skin, the outlines of many books, a laptop, and other things could be seen.

"Don't kill me! I just came to steal something, and I didn't mean it. The green slime shook his body and argued.

"I think stealing is inherently malicious. However, just leave everything behind and you're good to go. Zhang Luo stared at the slime in front of him.

Looks like this guy should be a thief who took advantage of the event to steal. And the chaos he created just now just provided it with an opportunity to sneak in.

It's just that this slimy thief obviously won't give up the loot he just got so easily.

It didn't speak, but its body suddenly deformed, and its height suddenly increased to more than two meters, surging towards Zhang Luo like a tide!

"Poof!"

The slime's viscous body slapped on the ground, making a very joyful crashing sound, and at this time, Zhang Luo, whose reaction speed was beyond ordinary people, had already rushed to the door of the office.

"Since you don't want to live......"

He pulled out a portable flamethrower from the storage space, aimed the black hole at the slime mass in the room, and pulled the trigger instantly!

With a dangerous "whirring" sound, the dazzling fire light reflected the gray metal wall, and after about half a minute of barbecue, the slime's screaming finally stopped.

Putting the flamethrower back in the storage space, Zhang Luo took a pair of heat-insulating gloves from it and put them on his hands, and went into the house to inspect the remains of the slime.

At this time, the heretical creatures formed by the condensation of the dark green liquid had completely turned into a smoking lump of mud.

Pushing aside the mud casually, Zhang Luo soon found that the books and computers in this guy's body were corroded by acid and began to melt, and even if he took it out, he couldn't continue to use it at all.

"Is this here to steal or eat......"

He sighed helplessly, and then suddenly found something of interest.

-- Deep in the green mud, a small gray metal box is buried.

Zhang Luo stretched out his hand to take out the thing, rubbed off the soft mud on the box on the floor next to him, and looked at the heavy metal box in his hand.

The box is a standard rectangle that looks like an elongated ring box. However, it seems to be made of the same sturdy metal as the walls outside. If you just hold a ring, you don't need such strong protection.

After checking the shell of the box and making sure that there were no dangerous mechanisms on it, Zhang Luo took a deep breath and opened the mysterious box.

The expected possibility of locking did not happen, and the box was easily opened. "Lying" in the center of the red cloth inside is a golden key.

"Well, what is it?" Zhang Luo looked at the key in the center of the box with interest.

The key is made of gold, and the top is inscribed with a wolf-headed human figure, which is supposed to symbolize Anubis, the god of death in ancient Egypt.

Although it looks very old, the key is very well preserved, there is no oxidation at all, and it is still as good as new.

"Not bad, not bad." Zhang Luo smiled and put the box with the key in his pocket.

There was no such thing as gold bars, but in his opinion, the loot was more valuable than gold bars.

The unknown key could well open an unknown adventure, and adventure couldn't be better for him.

……

At the same moment, in the distant outer universe, a large cube emitting a faint blue light was floating aimlessly in space.

As long as the audience watched the "Halloween Killing Race", they will recognize the origin of this thing, and stay away: no matter how daring the monster is, it will not put a hydrogen . When the bomb explodes, the energy is blocked, and you can take it home as a collection.

However, for those who haven't seen the process of making this thing, this large block of unknown origin is likely to mislead them. For example, now-

"What is this?"

A large robot with a red and white shell flew from the dark deep sky, stopped next to the block, and looked at the mysterious "treasure" floating in the universe.

The guy with the madness emblem engraved on his body thought for a moment, and then smiled gracefully on the mechanical face that was handsome by Cybertron standards:

"This is the first time I've seen this rare power block, and if I use this, maybe I can take out Megatron and become the new leader?"

Thinking of this, the Transformer, named Starscream, picked up the large "energy block" and tried to open the shell of the thing.

Then he was engulfed by a huge explosion.

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This is also the end of the second volume. The author wants to investigate, do you like the quick short plot of the first volume (from the beginning to the "House of Nightmares"), or the way the second volume is written like Smash Bros. (Halloween Killing Contest)? Well, the follow-up plot may change according to everyone's preferences, although it shouldn't change much...... In addition, by the way, I ask for a collection and ask for a recommendation.