Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 102: Heading to the City of the Dead
"Mr. Zhou, you learn really fast." Evelyn said admiringly.

In just a few weeks, Mr. Zhou learned all the ancient Egyptian characters and used them skillfully. It was really amazing.

"Thank you for the compliment. You taught me well." Zhou Ming smiled and said.

"Evelyn, since you have finished learning, I will not disturb you anymore."

Evelyn stood up and walked Zhou Ming to the door.

After a brief farewell, Zhou Ming walked on the road and stretched out his hand to look at a burn mark on his palm.

"I couldn't help but give it a try." Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the pain on his palm, which was a burning sensation that went straight to his soul.

Zhou Ming couldn't help his curiosity and used both hands to probe into Evelyn's soul memory, wanting to know the mystery of reincarnation. However, he was directly counterattacked by a force and was injured.

"Such a fierce power may have a lot to do with God." Zhou Ming had already made up his mind to use the original plot to gain benefits, and other than that, he would try to do as little as possible.

After returning to the hotel, Zhou Ming quietly waited for the plot to begin.

The protagonist of the original novel, Conaway, appeared in the prison, and the heroine's brother Hana also stole the treasure box.

"The boat ticket has been bought and we can set off tomorrow." Zhou Ming looked at the ticket in his hand and put it aside.

I picked up the cup in my hand, walked to the window, and looked outside, which was the direction of the port.

The next morning, Zhou Ming took a box, adjusted his hat, and walked out of the hotel.

We soon arrived at the port.

"Mr. Zhou." A surprised voice sounded, and Evelyn looked at Zhou Ming in surprise.

"Hello, Miss Evelyn, you are also going to take this ship." Zhou Ming nodded and said politely.

After a brief conversation, Zhou Ming got on board.

Hana came closer to her sister, looked at Zhou Ming's background and said, "Is this the Asian who took the gold coins and studied ancient Egyptian?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou is a knowledgeable and intelligent man." Evelyn nodded and said.

"I don't know about his erudition, but I think he must be a generous and wealthy man." Hana looked at Zhou Ming's background and began to think.

After Zhou Ming arrived at his room, he stayed there without much movement.

If this operation did not involve gods, Zhou Ming could just fly in the air and follow, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

With a slight vibration, the whole ship moved. Zhou Ming was half leaning on the bed, holding a book in his hand.

"Seven Divine Treasures! I need some human bodies as experiments to perfect this new fourth realm." Zhou Ming said to himself as he read the book.

Although he has encountered five practitioners in the fourth realm, they are far from the strongest in the world.

"That foreigner whose head I cut off half should be a body modifier. He has some black technology on him. An American! An alien UFO?" Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. This world itself is very special. The United States can develop naturally because of its reliance.

Maybe it's really an alien inheritance.

"The vampire is from Britain, the sky knight is from France, and the little Japanese, although they are all in the fourth realm, they don't feel strong to me. They are not as strong as the six-winged centipede at all." Zhou Ming put down the book and rubbed his chin with his hand.

Since he came to this world, there have only been two people who have given Zhou Ming a sense of death-like crisis.

One is the King of Offering who is performing the corpse reincarnation and ascension ceremony. Although he is in a sleeping state and his breath is very weak, he has a sense of crisis like death.

The second one is the First Emperor. Even though he is sealed, Zhou Ming can still sense his power.

"These two should be close to the limits of the human world, just to different degrees. I wonder how strong the high priest Imhotep will be?" Zhou Ming thought to himself.

A thousand-meter-high sandstorm and 3000 years of magic power, these two points alone are enough to show how powerful the opponent is.

He was as strong as the First Emperor and King Xian, but this high priest was not on his own, had few means, and had little combat experience. Coupled with the flaw of being cursed, his weaknesses were very obvious.

Ultimately, one still has to strengthen one's own strength. An ordinary great body is not necessarily strong enough. The upper limit of the strength of the seven divine treasures is higher and is more likely to be close to the limit of the human world.

"Martial arts is a new path after all. It only has a history of a few hundred years and cannot be compared with the thousands of years of cultivation." Zhou Ming thought to himself.

"Bang!" The sudden sound of gunfire made the whole ship lively.

Some flames also started burning and gradually spread to the entire ship.

Zhou Ming closed the book, put it in the Bagua space, picked up the suitcase next to him, it was time to leave.

This is the guardian of the Pharaoh's Tomb, who is driving these people away by killing them. Zhou Ming is not going to get involved in this matter.

He left first and rode a camel to the city of the dead.

"Mr. Zhou, why are you here?" Evelyn asked in surprise.

Conaway followed behind on a camel, his eyes also fixed on Zhou Ming. There was another group of people not far away.

That was Conaway's friend, another survivor, who was accompanied by four Americans, a professor, and a dozen local hired help.

"Of course we came here for the City of the Dead. It looks like your purpose is the same as mine." Zhou Ming chuckled and looked at Conaway.

"A strange power protection, similar to blessing or protection? It should have good power and resistance to the mystery," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

"How do you know the City of the Dead is here?" Conaway couldn't help but ask from the side.

At that time, no one else knew about it except him and one other person.

"Although this place is hidden, it has been found by people." Zhou Ming did not say much, but just watched the sun rising over the edge of the desert in the distance.

Under the light, a somewhat dilapidated city ruins turned from an illusion into reality.

Although the people of Sanhe were wary of each other, they could not care less when the City of Death appeared.

They rushed forward immediately. The camel ran faster on the beach and was in the front.

Zhou Ming drove the camel but did not charge, but just followed in the middle.

"We found this first." The professor in the American team immediately occupied an area and prepared to dig there.

"Let's go over there." Evelyn looked around and pointed to the other side.

Then he looked at Zhou Ming and asked, "Mr. Zhou, do you want to join us?"

"No thanks." Zhou Ming waved his hand and declined.

Walk to one side and look at the entire ruins.

A special aura enveloped the surroundings, which was not as grand as the Tomb of King Xian, nor as strong.

It’s hard to believe that this is related to gods.

"They can't even take care of this place, and it has been colonized by the British. Those so-called gods should not be able to easily release their power to the human world." Zhou Ming guessed in his heart.

Only this makes sense, but it should be impossible to exert a large amount of power against the supernatural world and military forces of a national system.

For individuals, not necessarily.

So Zhou Ming relaxed a little, but was still prepared to act cautiously.

(End of this chapter)