The old curator wants to take back his words.

Chu Xuan's conditions moved him.

Unlike those old antiques who live in the camp all year round, the old curator who has stepped into the red dust early is more aware of the current international situation, and the current Egypt is completely in name only.

Just twelve years ago, Egypt changed the title of head of state to sultan and became a British protectorate.

Protectorate, to put it nicely, isn't it still a colony?!

British officials were overbearing here, even more arrogant than the landlords of ancient Egypt, never hid from driving cars, and were not responsible for being killed at all, and even the pharaoh's resting place was dug up by them, and even the mummies were brought out for display

What is the difference between this for the old curator and picking up his ancestral grave and putting the bones of his ancestors outside for others to display?!

Not to mention that there is also that Suez Canal!

The canal was built with the blood of the Egyptians, but in the end the benefits fell into the hands of Britain and France!

The old curator saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but the general trend was unstoppable, and when he really came into contact with the outside world, Egypt was already rotten, and he couldn't do anything.

The current Britain and France, especially the United Kingdom, are not the later generations of [Little Britain almost did not have Northern Ireland and did not have much of the United Kingdom], but the serious [British Empire]!

Now just after the First World War and the Second World War, Britain is still one of the most powerful countries in the world, and it is also the most powerful-stirring stick in the world. Coupled with the fact that France, the strongest country in Africa, comes to visit from time to time, as well as the Suez Canal in Egypt, the current situation in Egypt can be imagined.

In another decade, Egypt's last king, severe anorexia, and top pickpocket, Fouad Farouk, will ascend to the throne and rule for 16 years, until he was ousted by the Nile Tiger in 1952.

But with the age of the old curator, it was somewhat difficult to survive until 1952.

Besides, the old curator is not a traveler, so naturally it is impossible to know this, so he can only build the Cairo Museum to protect the treasures left to them by ancient Egypt in another way.

Therefore, when Chu Xuan said the conditions he could give, the old curator was really moved.

Then, Chu Xuan continued: "Moreover, it is real independence, not a puppet regime that has been propped up, it is real, it can have the right to speak in the world, it can make the poor in the country have enough to eat, see a good disease, children have books to read, no one will bully you, independence." ”

He loves his homeland deeply, and if he can really help his country become independent, then he is willing to pay any price.

Even if you die, even if you can't be reincarnated forever, even if you become a lonely ghost and wander forever, even if you betray your faith, or even make a deal with Immorton

The old curator shuddered, he felt incredulous at his last thoughts.

He was cultivated as a priest in the clan, even now, he is one of the few people in the tomb keeper clan with mana, although it is very weak, and the upper limit of the main god space is double D-level, but this is a real extraordinary power, plus a thousand-year inheritance, if it is in the Cairo Museum, even in the face of some C-level enhancers, he can do it with ease.

Therefore, he agreed to uphold his clan responsibilities and suppress Hamnata to ensure that Immorton would not return to the light of day.

And just now, he even had the idea of making a deal with Immorton.

Chu Xuan knew that the old man in front of him was completely moved, so he looked at the door of the office.

"Curator, there's a guest here."

Hearing Wu Jie's reminder, the old curator smiled bitterly and opened the door.

"Come in, don't be nervous."

It was none other than the current patriarch of the Tomb Keeper clan, the man who didn't even have a name in the Infinity Book and was always called the bearded man in black.

He walked into the room with two of his men, and here, Wu Jie finally learned his name.

"This is the patriarch of our Gravekeeper clan, Carlos Ades Bey Madiga."

Okay, it's linked.

"Patriarch Ades, I don't know if you understand our conditions?"

"I'm not interested in these things." Ades said coldly: "The transcendents have their own territory, and I hope you will return to where you came from." ”

"I know, the empty white teeth will definitely not believe it, and I can't change me." With a wave of Wu Jie's hand, the subspace crack was opened.

In the next second, the golden coins flowed all over the ground.

"This is our sincerity, and it is also a gift, how about this gold?"

The expressions of Adès and his men changed significantly.

As the head of the clan, he cares more about the vulgar-looking gold than the power of Egypt.

Qingya has a fart! Fame has a fart! Gold is a good thing!

This gold can be exchanged for food, which is at least enough to maintain the basic expenses of the clan for a year, and if you save a little, it can last even longer!

The Tomb Keeper clan sent at least tens of thousands of cavalry troops in the second decisive battle against the Demon Scorpion Emperor's Death Legion, tens of thousands, cavalry army!

With Egypt's current productivity, it would be magic that an army of this caliber could be sustained without being detected.

It's okay to say what about people, but what about horses?

Those horses are not human, and they are more difficult to serve than humans.

Soldiers can still carry out production work in peacetime, but they must not treat war horses as production livestock in peacetime, once that happens, war horses will be wasted!

Even if there are only 3,000 elites in the army of 10,000 people, then at least 30,000 people are needed to provide for it!

Adès's shameful heart was moved, and the current family of grave keepers can only be said to be mixed in the food and clothing line.

They need to guard the Hamna Tower, and the geographical location of Egypt is relatively painful, more than 90% of the country's land is desert, and everyone who knows about arable land understands it.

If the gold coins of this land are exchanged for grain, they will have a good year of abundance.

But Adès, as a tribal leader, also has the calmness he deserves, he knows that there is no such thing as breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper in vain, and if he takes the money, he has to do things.

He can't mess around.

"Guests from afar, I don't know what to do here."

Sorry, they gave too much!

Chu Xuan said slowly: "Just like I said, we will give you a condition that you can't refuse."

"So." Ades looked at Chu Xuan and asked, "What do we need to give?" ”

"Hamnata."

"Impossible!"

"I can!"

"Jonathan, come back!"

In addition to Ades, two voices sounded one after another.

A man in a brown suit rushed into the room with a small box, eager to pounce on the gold.

"Click."

With the sound of the safety being opened and a cold scimitar resting on the man's neck, the man who was just a little bit away from gold stopped his movements.

"Sorry, honored guest." Evelyn rushed in and grabbed Jonathan's arm to pull him out, and while dragging him, she was receiving: "This is my brother, he. His head was smashed by the mummy, and he is now a little delirious. ”

"Let go of me Evelyn, I'm fine!"

Jonathan was not afraid of the scimitar and the muzzle of the gun, and showed a bright smile at Wu Jie and the others: "Guest, I know how to get to that lost place, I have a map of it!" ”

Wu Jie said with a smile: "Do you know? If I hadn't stopped you, you'd have your head blooming by now? ”

"Put away all your weapons! Don't use force in front of our guests! ”

Under Ades's reprimand, the two grave keepers withdrew their weapons, and Jonathan came to Wu Jie and the others almost as fast as he could in his life.

(End of chapter)