Chapter 1873 Shining in the Sun Wheel Seventy-seven
Chapter 1873 The Glory of the World to the Sun (Seventy Seven)
"How is that possible? The human lifespan is only about one hundred and fifty years at most." Strategist Lawrence who was listening in the audience muttered.
"If the historical records are correct, King Menes obviously lived much longer than ordinary humans. Moreover, the more than three hundred years he ruled Egypt was before Menes began to pursue eternal life." Academician Zuster said solemnly:
"I can only say that King Menes's constitution is more special than that of normal humans. As for how long he can live, no one knows. We suspect that he continues to live in some special form even in modern times."
"Absolutely---yes---no---but--can-------!" After listening to the other party's theism, Bedivere shouted in disbelief.
"It's very simple to verify this." Academician Zuster raised his hand and made a gesture of "please come first" to Bedivere, indicating that the werewolf young man should be the first to go over and look at the scene in the coffin.
There are steps on both sides of the open coffin that you can walk up to look at. In other words, after the upper cover is opened and folded to both sides, it becomes a step. The design is also wonderful.
Bedivere swallowed his saliva, plucked up the courage to walk up the steps step by step, and glanced into the coffin. He initially thought he could see an embalmed mummy in the huge coffin. However,
But in fact, it's not.
It was an empty coffin. There was nothing in it except some gold and silver treasures and other burial objects.
Pharaoh Menes did not sleep in this empty coffin. Never.
"How's it going, Mr. Bedivere?" Seeing the werewolf youth sitting in a daze beside the coffin, Academician Zuster asked, "Is there really no body inside?"
"I don't understand," Bedivere asked with confusion, "Where did his body go?"
"Huhuhu------" Academician Zuster followed up the steps and came close to the werewolf youth. At the same time, he glanced at the empty coffin with only the burial objects as if to confirm: "Maybe, he really
He found some method that extended his life a lot, and he is still alive today. It is true that it is not eternal life, and it will end one day. But this does not mean that he does not pursue it. People have more and more.
The more you have, the longer you want to live, right?"
"But I still don't understand. Even so, why would he pretend to be dead, build an ancient tomb of this size here, and put a large amount of his treasures in as if they were burial objects?"
"Maybe it's just a treasure trove, left to his descendants." Lawrence the Great said without thinking: "Maybe one day the Egyptian royal family will decline and become impoverished, and they will need this treasure to make a comeback."
"Maybe." Bedivere replied a little depressed. He actually didn't care.
Academician Zuster also took out an object from the burial objects in the empty coffin. Unlike the luxurious gold and silver treasures, that treasure--may not even be considered a treasure------
-Looks very simple and low-key.
It is a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
"This is?" Bedivere asked curiously. The Meyerson brothers would spend a huge price to reach this treasure, is it just for this thing?
"Mr. Bedivere, what I am telling you now is a well-kept secret. I sincerely hope you will not tell anything about this." Academician Zuster said while holding the pair of black-rimmed glasses:
"If word got out and the Egyptian government knew the true value of the glasses, they might be confiscated."
"So, what on earth is this..." Bediwell looked at the pair of black-rimmed glasses, but couldn't see what was unique about them. It was obviously just a pair of eyes, and its lenses
It does not deflect or distort light. It is a completely flat mirror and is worn for decoration.
"There is no official record of this artifact in historical materials, and only a handful of people in the world know its existence...and its secrets." Academician Zuster explained mysteriously: "But this
A pair of black-rimmed glasses is different from any artifact you have ever seen. It is decisively different in terms of its operating principle. It can be said to transcend [magic] and exist like a [miracle]."
Academician Zuster lowered his voice and solemnly told the werewolf youth: "This [Mirror of the Elders] can modify Kama and forcibly distort destiny. No matter it is anything in the world, it can preserve their effects for one more time."
Second."
"Ha!?" Bedivere was confused.
"For example, a person who is supposed to be dying, his life is originally scheduled to end at twelve o'clock today. After wearing these black-rimmed glasses, his life can last until twelve o'clock and one second; another example is
It is said that the power of a battery is only enough to run a machine for exactly one hour. After using this magical device, it can operate extremely finely for one hour and one second."
"Pfft. I don't know what the meaning of this thing is. It's just one more second..."
"That's right, it only lasts for one more second. But it creates something out of nothing, allowing people who should have died to live for one more second, and allowing energy that should have been exhausted to last for one more second. All the insurmountable physical laws in the universe are
It was forcibly distorted by it." Academician Zuster stared at Bediwell: "Energy will not increase without reason, and life will not extend without reason. But it broke these iron laws that were once considered absolutely impossible to break.
------Do you know how huge the effect of this prop is and how epoch-making significance it is?"
Bedivere didn't buy it very much: "I probably understand what you're saying. But it's still just a damn broken pair of glasses with little effect."
"Maybe. But what if I tell you that the person who made these glasses is the ancient god?"
Bedivere's expression suddenly turned serious.
Indeed, twisting fate (Kama) and creating something out of nothing is a technology that not even the ancient gods and humans have mastered. It is estimated that only those higher-ranking beings than the ancient gods and humans ------ancient gods------
Only with this kind of technical ability.
But all this still can't explain anything, and Bedivere didn't understand what Zuster and the Melson Brotherhood wanted to prove. Pharaoh Menes, who possesses the [Yingqi Orb], can "see" the world
All the secrets, so he was able to find such a huge amount of treasure. This [Mirror of the Elders] was originally an extremely rare artifact. Well, let’s assume it was from the hands of the ancient gods and was left in the world by the ancient gods.
One of the few unique magic weapons. But so what? Isn’t it natural that it could be found and stored here by Menes?
"I know you are wondering, Mr. Bedivere." Seeing the werewolf youth showing a more puzzled look, Zuster replied: "There are actually only two things I want to say: First, it is rumored that [Yingqi]
Orb] In fact, only the ancient gods and humans can effectively use it. How they use that kind of thing, we don’t know. But King Menes can use it. Secondly, King Menes can use it to find more treasures than the Yingqi Orb.
You need high-level treasures. And this has been proven."
He waved his seemingly ordinary black-framed glasses in front of Bediwell.
Bedivere seemed to finally understand what the other party meant. When he understood, his eyes widened: "You want to say that Pharaoh Menes is an ancient race of gods and humans------?!"
"He is not a purebred ancient god-human race, maybe he just has some blood from the ancient god-human race." Zuster explained: "This inference explains many things, including his unusual longevity."
"Interesting." Eric, the strategist on the side, hummed, as if he had other ideas. Hearing Academician Zuster's bold conclusion, Eric should also be shocked. But he didn't have time to show shock, he was already in his heart.
Thinking about something else.
"Okay, okay, let me clarify my thoughts." Bedivere waved his hand to interrupt the other party, "So, there are actually only two points you are arguing for: first, Menis probably has the blood of the ancient god-human race; second,
, he might still be alive now?"
"Yes, basically these two points." Academician Zuster carefully put away the Mirror of the Elders in a special container and said, "The purpose of our excavation this time is to obtain evidence to prove these two arguments.
The first argument, judging from the current situation, is probably enough to prove. To completely prove the second argument, we have to take the glasses back for a thorough analysis. We just hope that any genetic material of Menes remains on the glasses.
It allows us to analyze it."
"I think that's probably quite annoying." Bedivere snorted. Those are a pair of glasses that were stored in the coffin of the ancient tomb thousands of years ago. Do the people in the Brotherhood still want to get rid of the sweat stains or stains on the glasses?
Can you find the genetic material of Menis in dandruff? It is probably very difficult.
"Anyway, the purpose of our trip has been achieved. It's enough to get here." Academician Zuster said with a satisfied smile: "Shall we go back?"
"Okay." This may be the only point Bedivere has no objection to so far. He has had enough of exploring the ancient tombs and begins to miss the ground.
And Lawrence the Great was still picking around, looking for gold coins from the treasure pile. Although he had been informed that he would be searched by the Egyptian government on his way back, and the total value of the treasure that could be taken away could not exceed 10,000 Egyptian dollars.
coins. But the greedy guy still wanted to find something more valuable to take away, probably thinking that he might be able to get away with it.
"Don't choose. Anyway, you can only take away 10,000 Egyptian coins. Why don't you just grab a handful of gold coins and go?" Bedivere said impatiently.
"Just wait, just wait." Lawrence the Great took the gold coins and looked left and right, "At least let me pick a few of good quality. The Egyptian government may not know the quality of these things. They thought I took away 10,000 yuan."
, I actually went to the black market and sold good-quality antiques, and I could buy them for fifty or sixty thousand."
"Unbelievable..." Bedivere snorted angrily.
"Well, the way back has been established. There should be no danger if you walk carefully." Academician Zuster said: "The people responsible for the reception will be here soon. You take your time here, we will leave first."
"Okay, be careful on the road." Lawrence didn't care.
"Tsk------" Bedivere grabbed a handful of gold coins and stuffed them into Lawrence's arms, then twisted the guy's ears and dragged him away: "Asshole! Let's go! What a waste of time!"
"But!------"
"Mr. Bedivere, behind you!" Strategist Eric suddenly exclaimed.
"What?" Only then did the werewolf youth feel something strange. There was a sound of wind behind him, and some kind of hidden weapon was flying toward his back, or more accurately, it was the rain of some kind of hidden weapon! I'm afraid it wasn't a treasure pile.
There is also a murder trap hidden in it, and just now Bedivere grabbed a handful of gold coins with his hands, triggering the hidden mechanism!
"Hmm!" It was too late to use the tungsten turtle tongue whip to protect himself, Bedivere had no choice but to push Lawrence aside first!
"Hmph!" Seeing that Bedivere had no time to dodge, Strategist Eric thought that if he didn't come to rescue, the werewolf youth would turn into a hornet's nest! He jumped out of the wheelchair he was sitting on and kicked the boy with his foot.
The floating wheelchair flew towards Bedivere! The wheelchair passing through the air just became Bedivere's bunker, blocking the rain of dozens of hidden weapons flying towards him!
Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong! After a sound of metal colliding with each other, the ancient tomb is roaring!
"Boss!" Big Lawrence also exclaimed. Because the mechanism was triggered, the door of the tomb was closing quickly. Big Lawrence exclaimed and ran away from the door of the tomb, waving to Bediwell and Eric to hurry up.
Follow me!
Bediwell, who had injured his leg and was affecting his mobility, was about to run out the door with all his strength, hoping to catch up. But he instantly caught a glimpse of the strategist Eric who was lying on the ground. Eric just jumped out of his wheelchair and kicked him hard.
The action obviously had side effects. The guy's leg actually broke due to excessive force! He just wanted to get up, but fell down again! Originally, he could concentrate on making himself "fly" and float in the air! But
The rapid blood loss from his broken leg prevented him from concentrating on such a delicate operation! Judging from the injury, it seemed that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape in time from the closing golden door of the tomb!
The door has been closed by a third, and even Bedivere won't be able to escape if it continues like this!
"Run!" Eric knew he couldn't escape, so he shouted to Bedivere.
"I can't." The werewolf young man said, and ran over to pick up the strategist Eric, intending to escape with him.
"You are such an idiot!" Eric cursed fiercely.
Bediwell should have been aware of the risks before he did such a stupid thing. The werewolf youth who had already injured one leg had to carry another person to escape. This was a complete courtship of death. But now, everything is at stake.
It was already too late. The golden tomb door closed faster and faster as time went by, and it closed quickly with only a small gap left in a few seconds. And Bediwell, the werewolf young man who was carrying the strategist Eric,
He didn't even take a few steps before he was trapped in the closed tomb chamber by the mechanism of the ancient tomb.