I'm the administrator of the National Fortune Arena at the start of the game; I'll hand it

"Here it comes!"

In the operations center, Academician Qin Ming had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He adjusted his reading glasses and excitedly leaned in front of the screen.

"Quick! Point the camera so I can see clearly!"

When the clear inscription appeared before his eyes, Old Qin merely glanced at it and smiled.

"Hehe, another riddle."

"This is simple; it's one of the most classic riddles from ancient Egypt."

Old Qin cleared his throat and, in a storytelling tone, slowly began to read:

"I have no lungs, yet I need air; I have no mouth, yet I need water to survive. What am I?"

"Needing air without lungs? Needing water without a mouth?"

Inside the operations center, Li Guodong stroked his chin, looking utterly bewildered.

"What is this?"

"fire!"

Almost the instant Qin Lao finished reading the riddle, Su Yuan and Wang Yi gave the answer in unison.

Su Yuan saw the answer through the system panel.

Wang Yi, on the other hand, relied purely on his extraordinary logical reasoning ability.

"That's right! It's fire!"

Old Qin nodded approvingly. "Look, below the stone gate, there are four stone slabs you can step on, each engraved with a symbol for 'water,' 'fire,' 'earth,' and 'wind.' Step on the correct one, and the gate will open. Step on the wrong one... well, you'll have to bear the consequences."

"I'll do it!"

Chen Hu volunteered. He walked to the four stone slabs and, without hesitation, stepped on the symbol representing fire.

Rumbling--

The heavy stone door slowly rose, revealing the passage behind it.

"Hey! That actually works!"

Chen Hu turned around and winked smugly at his teammates.

With Qin Lao's remote guidance, what seemed like a certain death trap to others was as simple as a kindergarten picture-telling game to them.

They continued on their way.

This corridor, known as the Corridor of Truth, seems to have no end.

Every so often, a stone gate and a puzzle will appear.

"I tore open my mother's womb, only to be devoured by her. What am I?"

"gold!"

Old Qin immediately gave the answer: "Gold is mined from Mother Earth, and after people die, it returns to the earth as burial goods."

"When you possess me, you want to share me; but once you share me, you lose me. What am I?"

"secret!"

"During the day, it has four legs; at noon, it has two legs; at night, it has three legs. What is it?"

"people!"

……

One puzzle after another, which seemed bizarre, strange, and even illogical to ordinary people, was easily solved by Academician Qin Ming, a leading figure in archaeology.

The members of Team Dragon went from being nervous and curious at the beginning to becoming completely numb.

The way they look at Old Qin now is no longer one of admiration.

It's worship!

It's about looking up!

"Holy crap... how did Old Qin's brain work?"

As Chen Hu walked, he muttered to himself in the channel, "This is practically a walking encyclopedia of ancient Egypt!"

"This is the true national treasure."

Wang Yi also sighed sincerely.

He deeply realized that knowledge, at any time, is the most powerful force.

After solving nine puzzles in a row.

Rumbling--

The tenth stone gate finally rose slowly.

This time, however, beyond the stone gate lay no longer that monotonous and oppressive corridor.

Instead, it is an incredibly grand, spacious, circular central hall!

The dome of the hall is inlaid with countless luminous gems, like a dazzling starry sky.

The ground, paved with smooth obsidian, reflected the starlight overhead, appearing mysterious and profound.

On the wall at the very center of the hall is a huge, magnificent mural that almost covers the entire wall!

"We...passed."

Looking at the magnificent scene before her, Zhao Zihan murmured to herself.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; they had passed through the legendary "Corridor of Truth," a place where death seemed almost inevitable, unscathed.

However, Wang Yi's mind was not at ease in the slightest.

He knew the appetizers were over.

What follows is the main course.

His gaze fell upon the enormous mural.

The mural was brightly colored and extremely well-preserved, as if it had just been painted yesterday.

The murals are intricate and grand in content, telling a complete story.

"Old Qin, what is drawn on this?" Wang Yi asked.

"Don't rush, don't rush, let me take a good look..."

Old Qin's voice was filled with unprecedented excitement and exhilaration. He instructed his team members to zoom in on the camera to its maximum, examining every detail one by one.

"My God... my God! This is the biography of Pharaoh Sekhmet!"

Five minutes passed before Old Qin finally let out a gasp of surprise.

"The murals say that this pharaoh was the greatest and most tyrannical ruler in the history of ancient Egypt. He longed for immortality, so he waged countless wars and used the blood and souls of millions to carry out an evil ritual, transforming himself into a demigod, a spirit king."

"To fully complete this ritual and grant his soul eternity, he must offer three sacred objects at the soul altar deep within the pyramid."

Old Qin pointed to three parts of the mural.

"Look here, these three paths lead to three different secret chambers. The first chamber houses the scarab symbol of the sun god Ra, which represents rebirth and creation, and is the key to the sun."

"The second chamber is filled with deadly mechanisms and traps, guarded by the Anka symbol of Isis, the goddess of life. It represents life and eternity and is the key to life."

"The third secret chamber is guarded by countless powerful undead creatures. Inside lies the Scales of Anubis, the god of death, representing death and judgment—the key to death!"

"Only by collecting all three keys can the gate to the Soul Altar be opened!"

Qin Lao's interpretation was clear and detailed, pointing the way for the Dragon Team's next move.

Three paths, three keys.

"It seems we need to split up," Wang Yi said decisively, looking at the three forks in the road on the mural.

Time was of the essence, and they couldn't afford to try every possible route.

"How do we divide it?" Chen Hu asked.

Wang Yi's gaze swept across the faces of his team members, his brain working at lightning speed to make the best possible allocation.

"The second path is full of traps and mechanisms. It doesn't require high combat strength, but it demands a great deal of skill and intelligence."

His gaze fell on locksmith Wu Qiong and architectural engineer Zhang Wei.

"Wu Qiong, Zhang Wei, you two go retrieve the Key of Life. Wu Qiong, your spatial teleportation is a divine skill for traversing the trap zone. Zhang Wei, you are an explosives expert; if you encounter any mechanisms that cannot be solved by normal means, use your expertise to break them by brute force."

"Yes!" Wu Qiong and Zhang Wei immediately stepped forward, showing no fear whatsoever.

"The third path is full of powerful undead creatures; it will be a tough battle."

Wang Yi looked at Chen Hu and Zhao Zihan.

"Chen Hu, your strength and berserker talent are powerful weapons for frontal charges. Zhao Zihan, your long-range sniping can provide Chen Hu with the best cover and support. You two, go and retrieve the Key of Death."

"No problem! Leave it to us!" Chen Hu patted his chest, full of fighting spirit.

Zhao Zihan nodded heavily.

"As for the first path, the Key to the Sun..." Wang Yi took a deep breath, "I'll go there myself."

"The rest of you, follow me. This path leads to the Sun Altar. According to the murals, we may encounter some enemies that require special methods to defeat."

"Captain, we'll go with you!"

"Yes! We'll protect you!"

The remaining dozen or so team members spoke up one after another.

"Okay." Wang Yi did not refuse.