Tonight, at the Cairo Museum, a large, bloated, but extraordinarily spirited figure 'sneaked in' into it.

The current timeline is 1926, and four years earlier, in 1922, Egypt had a fierce independence movement, forcing Britain to recognize Egypt's independence, but still propping up a puppet regime.

Independent, but not fully independent.

Britain positioned Egypt as a cotton plantation, so Britain didn't care about anything else, or rather, for Britain, those things were redundant.

And in this world, the history of Egypt is as different as its mythology.

That anorexic king ascended the throne early!

King Farouk, who was supposed to be only six years old, is already a heavyweight in his twenties and weighing two hundred pounds in the current timeline, and other than this, the other character settings are not much different from the history of the real world.

After all, if this King Farouk was a wise king, he would not be able to sit in this position.

As a man detached from high tastes, a man who blends in with all kinds of bad habits, Farouk has made Egypt miserable.

Compared with the Egyptian royal family at this time, the Qing Dynasty is like a progressive regime!

And those who know this King Farouk should know that His Majesty the poor and lowly King still has a hobby.

Stealing.

And today, it is none other than His Majesty the King who has infiltrated the Cairo Museum.

In fact, it's not the first time the king has come to the Cairo Museum, and he hasn't been caught before because the old curator doesn't dare to mess with this king who is in prison, rather than breaking it and letting this thing shoot himself, it's better to take something worthless and put it in a conspicuous position to send this heavyweight away from the job.

His Majesty doesn't really like to come to the museum, mainly because it's a bit of a sneaky place at night, but he doesn't know where he heard the rumor that there is a tribal high priest who lives in the Cairo Museum, and this high priest also brings his fiancée!

Now His Majesty is interested.

I'll have to take a look.

In fact, even if it was three miles away, the old curator knew that Farouk was coming, because he dared to drive like this in all of Egypt!

Driving and honking the horn while not sleeping at night, even the British don't do such a fucking thing!

When the old curator saw the sturdy figure swaggering to 'sneak' into the museum, the old curator's whole face was dark.

With Farouk's size, it's already the limit for you to let him touch things from others, and if you want to learn from those Jiang Yang thieves to climb the window and climb the wall, don't even think about it.

Usually, when he saw this goods, the old curator endured it, but today he can let out a bad breath.

Don't put up with it!

As soon as the picture turned, Farouk fell to the ground and kept retreating, his face full of horror.

"I, I'm the king! You won't have a good time if you kill me! ”

King Farouk collapsed to the ground, the pistol in his hand pulled the trigger on the figure in front of him, and the bullet shot out of the chamber, but it was easily blocked by the energy shield around the opponent's body.

Immorton had a jade pendant hanging around his neck, which was something that Chu Xuan left behind after giving him psychological counseling, saying that he might be able to use it after a while.

He is now transformed into a life form, and is no different from an ordinary person except for his profound knowledge of the rich five chariots, his superb skills in one dozen or five, his proficiency in the use of various cold weapons, his proficiency in multiple languages, and the title of honorary high priest in a large tribe, who can basically be satisfied as long as there is a need.

So Chu Xuan left the energy jade pendant so that Immorton could be prepared for emergencies, and also left one for Louise by the way.

Immorton stared at Farouk with a gloomy expression, he had managed to lull Louise to sleep, and was just about to go and take a shower with some sweet wine, and then get a good rest.

Then, a whistle sounded, and Louise, who had just been put to sleep, woke up on the spot!

Immorton Mind Blast.

Since figuring out that Louise is Louise and not Ansuna, Immorton's feelings for Louise have also changed from the complicated and overwhelmed before to fatherly love, and he is basically ready to raise Louise as a daughter.

And Louise gradually let go after getting Immorton's promise, and after two months of getting along, she has begun to pester Immorton to be coquettish, making Immorton painful and happy.

Immorton couldn't get angry with Louise, so he had to go to the old curator and ask about the situation.

After learning that it was the bastard king, Immorton, who was immersed in the pleasure of being an old father, was angry and wanted to stop the car with a knife on the spot, and bitterly confessed to His Majesty the king.

Then he found out that the goods had come and came to them!

Immorton went downstairs with his knife and had a good discussion with His Majesty about the dangers of disturbing the people at night.

"Don't disturb the people in the middle of the night, this is the wisdom of the ancients."

Outside the Cairo Museum.

A few guards were chatting with each other.

"Why hasn't that fat pig come out yet, wasn't it scared out quickly the last time I went in?"

"What do you know?" Another guard said: "It is said that there was a tribal priest who took his fiancée to live in the Cairo Museum, and you think he came to steal?" He's here to steal people! ”

Several of the guards suddenly showed an obscene smile when they talked about this, and then all kinds of foul words spat out of their mouths.

One of the guards took out matches and cigarettes and tried to light a fire, but a hand shook the match and fell to the ground, and when he crouched down to pick up the match and sparked, he saw through the faint light of the fire that the expression of his colleague next to him seemed to be something wrong.

When he tried to get closer, a sharp object had stabbed him in the chest.

"Ho-ho-"

The guards could not scream at all, only let out a loud gasp sound, and then fell to the ground weakly, dragged away by the collectors.

Tonight, not only the Cairo Museum, but also the whole of Cairo, the whole of Egypt have countless figures in action.

The black-clad Medigas leaped over the walls of the aristocracy's mansion, rushed into the aristocracy's mansion with machetes and spears, dragged the fat-brained nobles off their soft velvet mattresses, and dragged them out of their manor house large enough to drag a car in the panic screams of the nobles.

In the British base, British soldiers were captured alive, disarmed and placed under centralized guard.

The Imperial Palace, which was supposed to be the first to attack, was not important, because the important His Majesty Farouk was now receiving teachings from the ancients for thousands of years.

He should be glad that the High Priest of Immorton only knew that he was sounding his horn in the middle of the night and did not know the real purpose of his coming, otherwise he would have caused problems for the forensic doctor.

And the cause of all this is because of a telegram.

【Hamna Tower is shining】

In a few decades, His Majesty will do things including, but not limited to: stealing a pocket watch from Winston Churchill who visited Egypt and carrying it for many years, the funeral procession of the King of Iran passing through Egypt, and His Majesty Farouk sneaking into the mourning hall late at night to remove the swords and ornaments from the dead.

(End of chapter)