Stealing Game

Chapter 112 The Gods Will Come From Us
Where do we start to solve the ancient Egyptian puzzles in front of us?
After thinking about it, I couldn't understand those weird statues, but after looking around, I finally found some common sense among these weird things.At least among the many stitched god statues, there are several normal stone pharaoh statues, and their movements are exactly the same, all maintaining a fighting posture of stepping forward with one foot.It seems that stone is still more trustworthy than bronze.

There were pharaohs from the Old Kingdom to the New Kingdom, but not consecutively.If we want to talk about the characteristics, then these pharaohs who appear adjacent to each other are all related by blood.For example, as far away as the founding pharaoh Nameier and his successors in ancient Egypt, they are also his descendants; as far as the pharaohs of the powerful No.18 dynasty, among them are the well-known Thutmose III and Akhnaton. He and his son Tutankhamun are the heirs of this line of blood politics, and Tutankhamun is a master of inbreeding.

At this moment, I am extremely grateful that the ancient Egyptians were obsessed with "following the rules", so I followed this remaining common sense and walked to the stone statue of Ramses II.This is the only pharaoh who is not related to any other pharaohs, and he is the latest of them all.If there was a breakthrough, it must be in him.

When I was studying the stone statue of Ramses II, something touched my calf suddenly.I almost yelled out.

"forgive me."

Patrick's voice was heard in his heartbeat.I quickly lowered my head and saw him sitting next to the stone statue. Although I could only see a rough outline, fortunately Patrick was still alive.

I was about to raise my voice to call Teacher Bai and the others to come over, but Patrick stopped me.He tugged me hard, probably because he touched the wound, and covered his mouth and coughed twice.I knelt down and wanted to help him, but I couldn't see his injury clearly, and I couldn't do anything at all.

"It's okay." Patrick said softly, "I knew you would find this place, sorry to scare you just now."

"You don't talk yet, I'll let them come over and see your wounds." I felt the blood on Patrick, and Stephanie's shot still hit him.

"Don't." Patrick asked me to get closer. First, he was afraid that his voice would attract others, and second, he was struggling to speak now.I knelt down next to him.

"They won't let me live. Jacqueline just heard the Egyptian priest say 'the gods will come down from us' and she killed her. I know better."

Will the gods come down from us?

"What do you know?" I gasped and couldn't help asking.

Patrick gasped a few times, sharply and slightly. "I carry the ore from 'Atlantis' with me, but the Utopia never existed."

"Please speak clearly!" I growled, but Patrick didn't respond.

Although I wanted to get the ore from Patrick, I was afraid of getting burned.It must not be known that the last person Patrick had contact with was me.

I made some noise as I left, deluding myself to hope that Patrick would be able to save me.Hearing someone approaching, knowing no one would see me, I dodged and hid behind a baboon idol with a crocodile head on.

After the noise, everyone gathered around Patrick.

"It's too late." I heard Alex's voice and saw Patrick's figure.He really bled a lot.Now I can clearly see the ashen look on his face, and his eyes that were wide open until death.

I leaned on the statue to stand firm.Could it be that the reason we can see those ugly twisted stitches here but not each other is that we are alive and the ghosts are not?So when Patrick died I could only see him.I deliberately didn't think about whether everyone is "alive" now.

I was thinking about the phrase "the gods will come from us" that killed Jacqueline, when suddenly someone grabbed me.The force was so strong that I almost knocked on the statue with my lower back, but was blocked by someone's hand again.I instinctively wanted to exclaim, but saw a vague figure walking past where I was just standing.If I hadn't been very close and under a highly tense situation, I would never have seen that figure coming.

It's just so creepy.

I immediately held my breath, not daring to make a sound.Li Yuan looked over as if realizing something.I couldn't pay attention to him, and after the vague figure walked by, I asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

No one answered me, and the person who was on top of me got up and left.I quickly reached out to grab it, only to touch the fabric.Before this person made a move, I didn't find anyone around me.No matter who this person is, he can hide his aura.Although I don't know who discovered that I was in contact with Patrick, but I am alive anyway.If it was a dead person, it should be able to be seen like Patrick's corpse.

But what was that blurry figure that walked past me just now?

I stuck to the bronze statue and didn't dare to move. I only turned my head slightly to observe the surrounding situation. Alex and Carl's voices came from next to Patrick's body, sounding like they were arguing about something.After a while, Boothwell's voice joined in. It turned out that they were arguing about who should keep the ore from "Atlantis".

Then I watched someone take a piece of ore that seemed to have infinite vitality from Patrick, and there were dark waves in it.

"It's safer that way," Carl said.It seemed that he had won, and Boothwell could agree.

Fuck.I didn't care whether it would be exposed or not, so I rubbed my eyes vigorously.Why did I vaguely see Li Yuan standing beside Alex, patting her shoulder to calm her emotions.If I looked again, I found Hassan and Laila as expected.These four are people who have sacrificed, and I can recognize their outlines, and Li Yuan is the most conspicuous one among them.

Can others see it?
I was eager to verify, but I was stunned in place again.Why besides the four of them, I can still see some vague figures.Could it be a shaking corpse?I listened patiently, and there was a voice of communication, so those should also be living people.

Now the question is, why some people can be seen and some can't?
"Are you looking at something?" Teacher Bai's voice appeared next to me, and I was startled.

"How do you know I'm here?" I said to nothingness.

Teacher Bai may have smiled, but I couldn't see his expression, I just heard him say: "You know what I feel is different from others."

Also, this person himself is beyond the scope of common sense.Afraid that Teacher Bai would find out the problem, I didn't dare to delve into it.

"Then can you see Li...Alex?" I swallowed Li Yuan's name back.

"Were you looking for her just now? It's a pity I couldn't see her." Teacher Bai said, "But I know she is with Yuechen and Karl now."

I nod.Teacher Bai's five senses are so keen, it's hard to say what he knows.So immediately told him Patrick's dying words.For some reason, I didn't tell him that someone helped me just now.

After thinking for a while, Teacher Bai held my arm and led me to find Chang Xiao.The rest of the people surrounded Patrick, and no one cared about us for a while.

"Atlantis may not exist, but it may not exist. If people can only interpret history from their own experience, what kind of cognition should they use to interpret the unknown?" There is also some condescension: "The truth usually does not exist to please anyone, and it is normal that you cannot accept it."

"What about you?" I stared at Chang Xiao, "You don't seem too surprised."

"Because I'm never preconceived."

Chang Xiao is like a magic stick, but there are always more pressing problems at the moment.The person in charge of guarding Stephanie actually brought her in.

Alex asked: "What do you mean?"

"I didn't think so, she said"

Before the man finished speaking, he heard Stephanie answer:

"The moon is going out."

　Guess why that person blocked Wang Yu with his body
　　
　
(End of this chapter)