Chapter 215: The Link Between Resident Evil and The Mummy

The old curator wanted to take back his words.

The conditions proposed by Chu Xuan moved him.

Unlike those old antiques who lived in the camp all year round, the old curator who entered the world early was more aware of the current international situation. Egypt is now completely in name only.

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

Protectorate, it sounds good, but isn't it still a colony? !

British officials are rampant here, even more arrogant than the landlords in ancient Egypt. They never avoid people when driving, and they are not responsible for killing people. Even the pharaoh's resting place was dug up by them, and even the mummies were moved out for display.

For the old curator, what is the difference between digging up his own ancestral tomb and putting the bones of his ancestors outside for people to display? !

Not to mention the Suez Canal!

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

The old curator saw it with his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but the trend was unstoppable. When he really came into contact with the outside world, Egypt had already been rotten, and he could do nothing.

The current Britain and France, especially the United Kingdom, are not the later [Little Britain almost has no Northern Ireland and is not really the United Kingdom], but the real [British Empire]!

Now that World War I has just ended and World War II has not started, Britain is still one of the most powerful countries in the world, and it is still the most powerful troublemaker in the world. In addition, France, the strongest country in Africa, comes to visit from time to time, and Egypt's Suez Canal, Egypt's current situation can be imagined.

In another ten years, Fuad Farouk, the last king of Egypt, a severe anorexic patient, and a top pickpocket, will ascend the throne and start a 16-year rule until he was driven out by the Tiger of the Nile in 1952.

But with the old curator's age, it is somewhat difficult to hold on until 1952.

Besides, the old curator is not a time traveler, so naturally he can't know these things. 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 is supported. It is real, can have a voice in the international arena, can make the poor in the country have enough food, can take care of the doctor, the children can have books, and no one will bully you, independence."

He loves his motherland deeply. If he can really help his motherland become independent, then he is willing to pay any price.

Even if he dies, even if he can never reincarnate, even if he becomes a lonely ghost and wanders forever, even if he betrays his faith, and even trades with Immorton

The old curator shuddered, he felt incredible because of his last thought.

He was trained as a priest by the tribe. Even now, he is one of the few people in the gravekeeper tribe with magic power. Although it is very weak, the upper limit of the main god space is double D level, but this is a real extraordinary power. With the thousand-year inheritance, if it is in the Cairo Museum, he can do it with ease even if he faces some C-level enhancers.

Therefore, he agreed to uphold the responsibility of the tribe, suppress Hamunatta, and ensure that Imhotep would not reappear.

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

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

"Director, a guest is coming."

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

"Come in, don't be nervous."

The person who pushed the door in was none other than the current patriarch of the Gravekeeper Clan, the man who did not even appear in the Infinite Original Works and was always called the black-clothed bearded man.

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

"This is the patriarch of our Gravekeeper Clan, Carlos Adez Bei Mediga."

Okay, the linkage is up.

"Chief Ades, do you understand our terms?"

"I'm not interested in these things." Ades said coldly: "The extraordinary people all have their own territories. I hope you can go back to where you came from."

"I know that empty words will definitely not be believed. I can't do it either." Wu Jie waved his hand and the subspace crack was opened.

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

"This is our sincerity and a gift. How about these gold?"

The expressions of Ades and his men changed obviously.

As the head of the tribe, compared to helping Egypt become stronger, he cares more about these seemingly vulgar gold.

Elegance is useless! Reputation is useless! Gold is the good thing!

These golds can be exchanged for food, which is at least enough to maintain the basic expenses of the tribe for one year. If you save a little, it can last longer!

In the second part, the gravekeepers sent at least tens of thousands of cavalry troops in the decisive battle with the Death Army of the Scorpion Emperor. Tens of thousands, cavalry troops!

With Egypt's current productivity, it can only be said to be magic that such a level of army can be supported without being discovered.

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

Those war horses are not people, and they are more difficult to serve than people.

Soldiers can still carry out production labor at ordinary times, but they must never treat war horses as livestock for production at ordinary times. Once that happens, the war horses will be useless!

Even if there are only 3,000 elites in an army of 10,000 people, it would still require at least 30,000 people to support them!

Ades's heart moved shamefully. The current Tomb Keepers family can only be said to be living on the line of food and clothing.

They need to guard Hamna Tower, and the geographical location of Egypt is quite annoying. More than 90% of the country's land is desert, and they know everything about cultivated land.

If the gold coins in this place are exchanged for food, they will live a prosperous and good year.

But Ades also has the calmness he deserves as a tribal leader. He knows that there is no free breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper. After taking the money, he has to do things.

He can't mess around.

"Guests from far away, I don't know what the purpose of coming here is."

Sorry, they gave too much!

Chu Xuan said slowly: "Just like I said, we will provide you with an offer you cannot refuse."

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

"Hamna Tower."

"impossible!"

"I can!"

"Jonathan, come back!"

In addition to Ades, two other 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 a safety being opened and a cold scimitar being placed on the man's neck, the man who was just a little short of gold stopped his movements.

"Sorry, dear guest." Evelin rushed in and took Jonathan's arm to drag him out. While pulling him, she was greeted by: "This is my brother, he. His head was hit by a mummy, and now Somewhat confused."

“Let me go Evelin, I’m fine!”

Jonathan was not afraid of machetes and guns, and showed a bright smile to Wu Jie and others: "Guest, I know how to get to that lost place, I have its map!"

Wu Jie said with a half-smile, "Do you know? If I hadn't stopped you, you would have lost your mind by now?"

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

Under Ades's scolding, the two tomb guards took back their weapons, and Jonathan came to Wu Jie and others as fast as he could in his life.