Different from Atul's jealousy, Yan Luge looked at the golden coffin without movement, looked at it carefully for a while, and when he turned his head, his face changed instantly, and he smiled gently: "Look, isn't it interesting?"

"Even if I threaten you like this, your master will not attack me.

"Because I'm actually just joking with you, so I won't really hurt you.

"So, don't be afraid, let's talk?"

As a seasoned combatant transcendent, controlling your emotions, movements, and expressions is a must.

Words and songs can tear a person to pieces with an amiable smile, or they can utter a creepy threat without the slightest malice.

The Pharaoh is a simple-minded spirit who can distinguish between hostility and his own perception, but it is difficult to see the treachery and suspicion of the human heart, and to distinguish the line between joke and threat.

When Yanluge said these words without any murderous intent, it really thought that the other party was not hostile.

Atul gritted his teeth.

He suddenly realized that although Yanluge couldn't kill him under the protection of the "Pharaoh", he couldn't help Yanluge either.

Although the "Pharaoh" sheltered him, he did not have the means to command the "Pharaoh" to take the initiative to attack a person who had no intention of killing him.

"What do you want to talk about?" Atul asked in a deep voice.

"Let's start with the beginning of the story." Yan Luge blinked his eyes, "Two weeks ago, you were the one who snatched the spiritual power potion, right?" ”

Two weeks ago, a man who was familiar with the transportation route of spiritual power potions, riding a motorcycle and wearing a helmet, snatched four spiritual power potions from Li Chongshan's hands, and Li Chongshan was forced to ask for help from the Blackstone Research Institute after searching for no results.

This was where it all began.

Atul was silent for a moment, thinking that the other party had been snooping in the cave for an unknown amount of time, perhaps seeing the scene of himself sprinkling the spiritual power potion in the Book of the Dead, and even holding the empty glass tube containing the spiritual power potion in his hand, he couldn't rely on it, so he generously admitted: "It's me." ”

"Why? You're a premium member of the Midnight Explorers Club, you're having a good time with Li Chongshan, and you even often attend his event parties, so why betray your friends? ”

"Because of Li Chongshan, he's a fool [beep]." Atul looked extremely disdainful.

He stretched out his hand to Yan Luge and showed him the empty glass tube containing the spiritual power potion: "You know what this is, right? ”

"Of course."

"Then you should know what it means."

"Strength." "It is the gateway to supernatural power. Whether it's for oneself, to awaken supernatural abilities, or, like you, to awaken the ancient 'Pharaohs'. ”

"yes. We all know its value. Atul's honest face had a thick sneer, "But Li Chongshan, that fool, what is he doing with it?"

"—He used it to save people! It's still worthless garbage that is saved! ”

"Saving people?"

"You don't know?" Atul said, "The spiritual power potion has the effect of removing pollution, so all the spiritual power potions that our club got were taken by him to save people, and all of them refused to be given to us."

"It's okay if it's relatives and friends or the exchange of interests, but the people he saves are all useless strangers and ordinary people, and they can't afford to pay the price of a spiritual power potion in their lifetime."

Yan Luge showed a look of slight surprise.

Although he knew that Li Chongshan had used spiritual power potions to treat polluters, he also filmed the treatment process into a show.

But he didn't expect that it would be all—all those spiritual potions would be used to heal the polluters.

"Didn't you object?" Yan Lu Ge asked.

Atul sneered: "It's against it, but what's the use?" He always said that human life is a matter of heaven, and only after saving all the people who can be saved can he think about other things.

"The money for the purchase of spiritual power potions was paid by him, and the seller was also contacted by him, and he didn't even let us interfere in picking up the goods and transporting them.

"It wasn't a problem.

But he didn't understand - the catastrophe has struck, polluters will continue to be generated, we can't save everyone, only by making ourselves strong can we gain a foothold in this world and get more things.

"The door to the otherworldly world is in front of us, but he has chosen to break the key for some unrelated people.

"That stupid and hypocritical guy, what does he think he is? Savior? ”

"Sounds stupid." Yan Luge nodded in agreement.

Although spiritual power potions can remove pollution and heal polluters, it is more important to awaken and promote transcendent abilities.

A transcendent organization without sufficient force can only be slaughtered by others in the future.

Therefore, no sane leader of a transcendent organization would give up his low-hanging abilities to save people - except for Li Chongshan.

Li Chongshan wants to do this, but some people don't want to.

However, the midnight explorer club's consistent loose management philosophy and loose organizational structure doomed Li Chongshan to not have enough strength to suppress dissidents when there were disagreements within the organization.

So, he chose to save himself, but doing so accelerated discontent and division within the organization.

- It doesn't really look like the coward would do it.

Yan Luge raised his eyes and looked at Atul: "So, you just snatched his spiritual power potion?" ”

"Yes." "We have different philosophies. ”

"You guys?"

"Me, and some others in the club."

"You're lying."

“……”

"You're lying, Atul." Yan Luge's voice suddenly became extremely cold, as if it came out of the abyss, "You tried to package this as an infighting within the club due to disagreement in philosophy, trying to make me think that there is a group of people and a hidden force standing behind you, so that I am jealous of you."

"But in reality, it's all fake.

"There may be dissatisfaction within the club, but you are the only one who betrayed Li Chongshan with practical actions, so you can only use the method of 'speeding car robbery'.

"-Guess what, if I cut a knife in your stomach and pull out your intestines and strangle you, and then tell the 'Pharaoh' that it's just a joke between friends, will it admit it?"

Atul was covered in sweat and hair, instinctively terrified like an ordinary person facing a serial murderer: "...... I didn't lie to ......."

"It's okay, I'll forgive you, Atul." Yan Luge's tone suddenly became soft again, "After talking about Li Chongshan, this idiot, let's talk about yourself."

"Judging by your resume in the first half of your life, you were an extremely ordinary person, born ordinary, raised ordinarily, worked ordinarily - I remember your job as if you were a bank clerk?

"You're considered by most people to be an honest, taciturn person whose only hobby is studying the supernatural, and you're a 'tech nerd' in the club.

"But, none of them see through the real you - you're ambitious and good at disguising yourself."

Atul looked wary: "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I'm curious." "How did you get the Book of the Dead?" How to learn Ancient Nilotic? How did you know about the resurrection ritual of the 'Pharaoh'?

"—Do you think I want to talk about that?

"No, I don't have to ask you any of this, if I want to know, I have a way to know.

"I'm curious about how you used the 'Pharaoh' to trick the Blood Lion and Leodore into working for you?"

(End of chapter)