Night, Cairo Museum.

Qi Tengyi and Chu Xuan didn't sleep all night, the former forgot to sleep and eat to absorb the knowledge in the ancient books collected by the old curator here, and the latter forgot to sleep and eat to absorb the knowledge of the old curator.

Chu Xuan understands ancient Egyptian, even if he doesn't understand it, the main god also has the corresponding teaching materials, and after following the main god's materials a few times, Chu Xuan can almost understand it.

The only problem is the deviation between this world and the world mythology and history that he knows, Qi Tengyi is mainly focusing on mythology and is studying mythology books at the moment, while Chu Xuan is mainly focusing on history and is responsible for the mobilization of 'potential'.

And in this process, the old curator is the best teacher.

The old curator is not an ordinary person, he can become the director of the Cairo Museum, in addition to being a priest of the tomb keeper family, with the support of the tomb keeper family, he himself has also had a slight reputation in the academic world in the years he has been in the red dust.

To put it simply, the old curator used to be a professor in the Department of Archaeology at the University of Cambridge, where he lectured on ancient Egyptian civilization, and is now an honorary professor at the University of Cambridge.

"I have no interest in reputation, but I have to win it." When the old curator talked about this, he smiled bitterly: "Compared with a priest who looks like a divine stick, he is also an honorary professor at Cambridge University, an international academic forum, and a well-known scholar who studies ancient Egyptian civilization, he has more international influence. ”

"If what happened in your country had played out in Cairo, my identity might have been able to play some role." The old curator took out a photo album, which included a photo of him with many scholars and nobles: "I really hate those gatherings, I naturally like to be quiet, which is also a necessary condition for becoming a priest, and it is difficult for people who cannot be quiet to meditate for a long time." But in order to accumulate contacts, I had to participate, and over the years I have been accumulating contacts, just so that if something happens one day, the connections I have accumulated can make some difference, even if it is only a little effect. ”

"Over the years, my efforts have had some effect, such as this museum."

"If you use your Oriental words, half of the exhibition halls in this museum are my fate, hahaha."

In the dim light, the old curator's hearty laughter was full of bitterness.

"You are a true patriot." Chu Xuan looked at the group photo in the album and said, "As an ordinary person, you have done the best you can. Before the general trend of history, mortals want to stop the end of being crushed, and what you can do is already the limit. ”

"What about you?" The old curator sighed and suddenly asked, "What about your country?" ”

"We'll go, but not now." Chu Xuan's answer was very direct: "We are not from this world, and the history of this world is not the same as the history I know, so I need you to help me analyze this." ”

"Not this world? Are you the dead? From Hades? The old curator opened his mouth and directly linked to the underworld: "But you look like normal people?" ”

"It doesn't matter where we're from, whatever we are, I don't think you would mind trading with us."

"yes, even if you're Immorton, I don't mind."

The old curator's thinking changed very quickly, although he was very old, but this old man who was over half a hundred years old could not see stubbornness and adherence at all, and his moral bottom line became extremely flexible at this moment.

"As long as you can do what you say, even if you want me to be a monk for Immorton, I will admit it. Times have changed, and the gods can't shelter their people, so we have to find a way to survive on our own. I lived in London for a long time, and I traveled to most of Europe, and in the process of traveling, I realized how much had changed outside the world, and in the process I realized how much had changed outside. ”

"God exists."

"But God is not omnipotent."

"When the gods are powerless to protect us, we must learn to be self-reliant."

The old curator continued, "Our ancestors made a vow to protect the Tower of Hamna for generations to prevent the resurrection of Immorton and the resurrection of the Scorpion Emperor. Seriously, that's enough. It's a pity that the guys in the clan are a bunch of old antiques, and Ades is so young and so stubborn in his thinking."

"People's thinking is affected by the environment and changes, although there is some relationship with age and congenital genetic factors, but environmental factors are greater." Chu Xuan took out a notebook and said, "We will go to your tribe's territory in three days, and the elders of your tribe will definitely agree to our plan at that time." ”

"It's hard to say." The old curator had different opinions on Chu Xuan's plan: "Although Ades may agree, but our tribe is still managed by those few old things after all, because I am not in the tribe all the year round, so I don't have much real power, and I add Ades and a few priests, and the right to speak in the tribe cannot be finalized." ”

"You may try to convince people with your strength, but you are an outsider and do not understand the creed that we have adhered to for thousands of years, even if they die"

Speaking of this, the old curator was suddenly shocked.

He looked at Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan's figure was shrouded in light and shadow in the dim light, and the eye lenses on the bridge of his nose reflected a strange light.

"You! Are you going to do it?! No way! I don't allow it! ”

"Don't be impatient, Curator, don't be so nervous." Chu Xuan's voice was like a devil eroding the curator's heart: "The Tomb Keeper is such a huge force, I will not allow it to be destroyed easily, we are allies." ”

"Allies. Hahaha. Alas, that's it! I'm willing to trade with Immorton, so what would I not dare? The old curator closed the album on the table with trembling hands, and said, "If things really come to that point"

"No, we're allies." Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and said, "It won't become that situation, you can rest assured of this." ”

And at this time, Wang Xia walked into the Cairo Museum with a man.

"Chu Xuan, the people have already brought."

"I'm sorry for you, Wang Xia." Chu Xuan nodded slightly to Wang Xia and said, "Next, you can go and rest, there is a place to rest in the museum, there will be no accidents tonight." ”

"Now, let's have a good talk." Chu Xuan stretched out a hand to O'Connor, who was unrestrained: "The former captain of the French Foreign Legion, who went to Hamna Tower and crossed the desert to escape. Mr. O'Connor. ”

(End of chapter)