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

Chapter 106 Obtaining Two Scriptures Again
Zhou Ming ignored Imhotep who was leaving, but sensed the information in it.

"Ten Plagues? No?" Zhou Ming frowned slightly, realizing that there was no complete story of the Ten Plagues, only some fragments, which probably condensed into an incomplete disaster.

More stories are of desert, death, souls and priests.

It can probably form two abilities, the ability to control the desert and some related abilities of the high priest.

In summary, control the sand and summon the mummy.

"There is still an important part missing." Zhou Ming frowned deeply.

There is no information at all about the enormous magical power that Imhotep accumulated after 3000 years of suffering.

It should be that after Imhotep completed his resurrection, he immediately noticed the blank godhead and then took control of this thing.

In the end, the powerful mana information of Imhotep's complete state was not copied.

"It's not a loss anyway. Using this thing plus the virtual godhood of the two books is enough to create an extremely powerful puppet." Zhou Mingshu relaxed his brows and said softly.

Looking around, half of the city had turned into yellow sand, and in the rest of the city, a large number of people were controlled by Imhotep.

It is now late at night and daybreak will soon arrive.

Zhou Ming identified the direction and headed for the city of the undead. The Black Scripture of the Undead had to wait until the end to be retrieved.

After returning to the City of the Dead, Zhou Ming looked up and saw the rising sun.

With the experience from the last time, this time, they quickly arrived at the place where they took out the Sun Sutra.

He opened the box, took out the Sun Sutra, used the box as a cushion, and sat aside.

Waiting for the fish to take the bait.

The sound of footsteps was heard, accompanied by gunshots, and Conaway and others broke in.

"It's you." Conaway saw Zhou Ming with a shotgun in his hand, and his eyes were attracted by the Book of the Sun.

"The Book of the Sun?" a man with wrinkles on his face exclaimed.

"Yes!" Zhou Ming raised his head and saw the mummy following them, and raised his hand.

"boom!"

A red palm print flashed by, and several mummies were blown up directly.

Conaway and his companions tensed up, feeling the noise coming from behind them, which was comparable to high explosives.

The original intention of robbing was instantly suppressed, but if he didn't get the Sun Sutra, he would not be able to deal with the other old monster at all.

"Do you want this scripture?" Zhou Ming said bluntly without any further ado, holding up the scripture in his hand.

"Yes, we should use it to save..." Conaway's eyes lit up and he said quickly, but he was interrupted before he could finish.

"I don't care what you want to do! I can lend it to you, but there is a request." Zhou Ming waved his hand and said.

"What request?" Conaway was a little alert.

"I will lend you this scripture, and you must return the other black scripture to me. You only have one chance to answer, and I don't want to hear any extra words." Zhou Ming said.

Conaway was silent for a moment, his love for Evelyn prevailed in his heart, and he said decisively, "Okay."

"Come here!" Zhou Ming waved his hand. Conaway had already made up his mind, so there was no need to hesitate and he walked over directly.

Zhou Ming stretched out his hand and lightly nodded, then handed the book to the other party.

"What is this?" Conaway looked at his arm and frowned slightly.

A triangular mark appeared out of nowhere, and there was a slight burning sensation.

"I know your location. After you give me the two scriptures, it will disappear." Zhou Ming said softly.

Conaway didn't have time to care about these things. After getting the scriptures, he immediately turned around to save his sweetheart.

After they all left, Zhou Ming stood up, patted his butt, and walked out leisurely. This is the beauty of knowing the intelligence in advance. Many things can be planned in a targeted manner, and then you can easily get what you want.

Walking out of the pyramid, Zhou Ming looked up at the sunlight and waited for the harvest.

After a long time, Conaway, Evelyn and the other three came running out.

"It seems that you have dealt with that old monster." Zhou Ming said with a smile as he stood in front of them.

Conaway supported his knees with his hands, panting slightly, and looked up at Zhou Ming, "Yes, we dealt with that old monster."

He took out the two scriptures from the side and looked at Zhou Ming.

"Here are the two scriptures you requested."

“Yes, you didn’t think too highly of yourself and threw them into the underground pyramid.” Zhou Ming chuckled.

Evelyn, who was standing next to him, felt a little unwilling and said, holding her waist, "I think this world treasure should be handed over to the British Museum."

Such contributions should be enough for her to be invited by the British Museum and add to her resume.

"That bunch of world bandits, huh!" Zhou Ming sneered disdainfully and reached out to take the two scriptures.

"These things belong to Egypt. They won't leave here. But as a reward for discovering them, I should be able to study them for a few years. That should be enough."

Conaway watched the mark on his arm disappear, and pulled Evelyn beside him to stop her from arguing.

After Zhou Ming took the book, he completely ignored these people and turned away.

The figure disappeared in the desert. Conaway and the others looked at each other and could only look for the camel and leave silently.

In the original town, with the disappearance of the high priest Imhotep, the original disaster was also resolved.

All those who were controlled were restored to their original state, but the damage caused was irreversible.

A large amount of yellow sand swept across the entire city, and 1/4 of the urban area turned into ruins. It was caused by Imhotep's sandstorm.

Chaos and death have made this place a little run-down, but it also represents opportunity.

Zhou Ming was walking on the street with a box in his hand, heading for a hotel.

The two local bearded men nearby looked at Zhou Ming who was alone, and their eyes lit up as if they had seen a fat sheep.

I followed him directly and caught up with him in a remote place at high speed.

There was a bearded man standing in front of him. Zhou Ming turned around and took a look, and there was also a bearded man.

The two men each took out a machete, stared at Zhou Ming, and said viciously: "Hand over your box and money, or I will beat you to death."

"Two locals? They can serve as a glove. If they directly control the power, it will eventually attract attention." Zhou Ming ignored the two men and said calmly.

“Asshole, have you ever…” the bearded man in front cursed.

"Buzz!"

The blood and energy burst out, extremely strong and masculine, and the two men fell to the ground with a thump, as if they were carrying a thousand-pound weight.

"Mercy...mercy!" The two begged for mercy very decisively.

Zhou Ming looked at the two men and pushed them gently. The black aura filled the air and poured into their bodies, giving them some strength.

"You two should organize people and develop your power. It would be best if you could organize all the desperate criminals in the city. If you fail to do so, I will eat your souls." Zhou Ming said softly.

For these Egyptians, death is not necessarily terrible, but having their souls eaten is absolutely unacceptable.

Suddenly, the two men's pupils constricted and they began to tremble.

Zhou Ming casually placed a piece without giving it too much thought, as his own research was more important.

(End of this chapter)