Chapter 14 Departure to Hamunatta
There were not only the members of the Zhongzhou team in the restaurant, but also O'Connor, Eve, and Jonathan who had come early in the morning and were sitting around Zheng Zha.

Eve pulled Zheng Zha aside and said, "Let's make a deal. We'll lead you to Hamunaptra to destroy the demons. We don't need the gold. I only want the Black Book of the Dead and the Golden Book of the Sun. I only want those two ancient documents. They are treasures of history and culture, and the Cairo Museum is their final destination."

Zheng Zha smiled bitterly and said, "I know, I know. We are only going to destroy the demons and are not interested in anything else."

"How much is the guide fee? Also, my sister is an expert in ancient Egyptology. With her around, I guarantee you'll find that demon. A small reward won't do."

Jonathan pulled Zheng Zha's arm from the other side, rubbing his thumb and index finger together, making a gesture that everyone could recognize.

Zheng Zha said generously, "You can take as much as you want. We are not interested in money, and I don't think the army is short of those few dozen pieces of gold. If they don't allow it, you can come to me."

After hearing this, Jonathan's eyes lit up and he pulled Zheng Zha over and started to act like brothers.

Zheng Zha used to say one thing to one person and another thing to another person, but now he has not given up thinking and can deal with Jonathan easily.

After the agreed time, everyone arrived at the British base area.

The British army had already prepared a team to go to Hamunaptra, with the strength of an infantry battalion, a large airship and five small airships, fifteen new howitzers and fifteen mortars, and arranged a colonel as the commander of this team.

Wen Lie and his group didn't care how the commander argued with the Egyptians to get permission for the army to march, or whether they got permission at all?
When they arrived, they simply went to the Suez Canal, boarded a warship, and headed along the river towards Hamunaptrah.

No one would attack a warship, and the gravekeepers were not crazy enough to do that, not to mention that they didn't know Eve was on a British warship.

Therefore, the journey from departure to arrival at the target dock was smooth and without any accidents, except that there were always soldiers looking for the people of the Zhongzhou team to pray.

The armies of European and American countries have had the position of military chaplain since ancient times. There are even prayer rooms on warships, where military chaplains receive soldiers' prayers and take care of their mental state.

Because of the Zhongzhou team, the colonel did not bring other military chaplains on board the warship, so that the people of the Zhongzhou team became the objects of prayer in the eyes of the soldiers.

This position is held by Zhan Lan. She is not a Christian and knows almost nothing about the Bible, but she knows magic!
The spell of the priest class in World of Warcraft, Power Word of Endurance.

Moreover, she is a professional writer. When accepting the soldiers' prayers, Zhan Lan would mumble a few words and then cast the Mantra of Endurance, and the soldiers would feel energized.

After praying, every soldier would run and do hundreds of push-ups to release his energy.

Zhan Lan hugged the Bible and sighed, "If this continues, I think I can really become a pastor in Christianity."

This room was specially provided for the Zhongzhou team. Its decoration was much better than other rooms. Wen Lie, Xiao Honglu and the senior members stayed in this room and chatted together.

A white cat lay on Zhan Lan's thigh, wagging its tail lazily.

Cats are the guardians of the underworld, and the undead creatures in Egypt are afraid of cats, so before leaving, Zhan Lan specially went to buy a white cat.

Originally, Zhan Lan wanted to recruit the cat that Wen Lie had fed the day before yesterday, but unfortunately it was a black cat, which symbolizes bad luck in Christianity, so he gave up.

"Isn't that great? With the disguise of a decent identity, you can get around easily anywhere in the modern world. After all, it's the world's largest religion."

Wen Lie was holding a plate of special desserts. He cut off a small piece of crispy bread with a fork, tasted the sugar shreds and nuts on the surface, and gently bit the mango inside. His words were a little unclear.

Zheng Zha nodded and said seriously, "That's true. We've experienced too few horror movies. And only in the first horror movie did the Lord God assign us the identities of beehive security guards. No identities were assigned to us in the other horror movies. We should also think about this issue in the future. When the Lord God doesn't assign us an identity, we should prepare a suitable one for ourselves." Zhan Lan stared at Wen Lie for a while and couldn't help asking, "...Wen Lie, do you like desserts?"

Wen Lie turned his gaze to Zhan Lan and said calmly, "Do you want to eat? I put ten boxes of five kinds of desserts in Zheng Zha's storage ring."

Zhan Lan quickly waved his hands and said with a wry smile, "Forget it. The heat is too high. I can't stand it."

Syrup, shredded sugar, cheese, honey, butter, she had seen the production process of this dessert, which made her break out in a cold sweat and her mouth was full of saliva.

"The desserts here in Egypt are really unbearable. Is their sugar production that high?"

Zhan Lan shuddered. If she ate this plate, she would gain at least several pounds.

Zhang Jie said admiringly, "You really can eat that."

Women who like desserts can't stand this Kunafa. Wen Lie, a grown man, can actually eat it every day.

"I didn't eat desserts before, not counting bread. Over the past twenty years, I've only eaten a handful of cakes. It was only in recent years, when work got really tiring, that I happened to buy a box of cream cakes this year, and it's become a habit. Now I basically spend a few dollars a week on two discounted boxes of cream cakes. After all, life is so hard, how can I not have a little sweetness?"

Wen Lie spoke calmly, but Zheng Zha, Zhang Jie and others could only hear the bitterness in his voice.

"Everyone who can enter the main god space has their own difficulties."

Zheng Zha sighed.

Wen Lie rolled his eyes.

Before entering the main god space, you were a bad guy who was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and taking drugs. How dare you talk to me, a working man, about how difficult life is?

I'm going to fuck you!
"Yeah, dessert is better."

Zhang Jie raised his head and recalled the life of the man named Zhang Jie before entering the main god space, his expression was a little gloomy.

Zhan Lan touched Xiao Honglu's head, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Such a young child, yet he lived in a mental hospital and was studied. Now he finally escaped from the mental hospital, but came to this world accompanied by death.

"Ugh!"

"Don't feel sorry for me. I have food, drink, shelter, and a computer to play with in the mental hospital. The most I've lost is my freedom and I'm a little bored."

Xiao Honglu opened Zhan Lan's arm unhappily.

Zhan Lan awkwardly put his hand back on the cat and stroked it skillfully.

(End of this chapter)

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