Great, we're doomed now!

Snapped!

Polnareff's wrist was raised high—

Clang!

A crimson-gold arc of light shot out, sweeping across the top of the street lamp, and the metal pillar snapped cleanly, falling down the slope and crashing to the ground, sparking a shower of sparks!

"..."

Polnareff and Anubis both fell silent.

After a long while, Bobo excitedly looked at Aja Redstone: "This thing... is amazing!"

You're saying this is a natural gemstone? No way! Mother Nature is amazing! The strongest!

"That's right, just keep that sense of awe."

Ye Shou patted Bobo on the shoulder: "Ordinary redstone has a power limit. If you exceed it, it will shatter. However, with your current level, you are far from reaching that level... In short, be careful and don't use it on people casually."

"Of course you can't do it to people... but that bastard Dio isn't human anymore!"

Two Joe reminded Bobo: "Giving you the Redstone is just a precaution. You can't perfectly control your own Ripple energy yet. Don't be reckless like you were just now unless it's absolutely necessary."

"I get it, I get it, hehe~"

Bobo lovingly stroked Anubis, his joyful expression perfectly capturing the mindset of the short-legged warrior now possessing ranged abilities.

With a slightly uneasy look, Er Qiao shook her head helplessly, then turned her gaze to the special red stone in the center of the box, surrounded by other stones.

Unlike other gemstones, this one has a naturally formed cross pattern in the center, and the overall shape of the gemstone resembles a shield, reminiscent of the symbol of the Crusaders or Paladins.

He took out the gem, gazed at it intently for a moment, then held it in his hand and walked toward Ye Shou.

"Joseph, what's going on?"

Ye Shou also noticed this special one—the Super Aja Red Stone!

More than forty years ago, at the end of that decisive battle, the Red Stone had sunk into the sea with Joseph, but later, as if guided by fate, the Red Stone was taken out of the fish's belly by the fishermen and returned to Joseph's hands after many twists and turns.

By then, he already had children, and his roles as a father, husband, and entrepreneur overshadowed his identity as a Ripple Warrior, so he entrusted it to the SPW Foundation for safekeeping along with other Redstones.

There were seven red stones that Jotaro brought with him this time, but the remaining six stones combined are not as valuable as this one alone!

He was just a little curious as to why Joseph would bring him a stone.

"Ye Shou, this has nothing to do with this expedition; it's my personal request."

Joseph handed the Super Aja Redstone to Ye Shou and said to the surprised young man, "I hope you can become the guardian of this redstone."

"This..." Ye Shou was taken aback.

For some reason, he really wanted to take back the Super Aja Redstone, but he originally planned to ask Joseph for it as payment after the matter was over. He never expected that it would be given to him on his own initiative.

"why?"

"You could call it tradition."

The two Qiaos were silent for a moment, then couldn't help but smile.

He, who was once the most unconventional and intolerant of rigid rules, now talks about the word "tradition".

"The Super Aja Redstone has been protected by Ripple Warriors for generations, but it seems that there will be no more Ripple Warriors in our lineage at present."

Of course, it could remain in the SPW Foundation's vault, but I always felt it should be given a better home—for example, by becoming the strongest Ripple warrior in modern times!

"...You flatter me."

"No, I do have some eyesight. Your ripple energy is the most I've ever seen in my life."

In this final battle, even if something unexpected happens, you are the one most likely to survive, so I hope you can take it with you.

Even if Dio becomes a Stand user, his corrupt soul will remain unchanged. A filthy vampire will always fear sunlight—even if the Joestar clan perishes, you will still destroy vampires as a Ripple warrior, Ye Shou!

【Ding! 】

[Fate Coin (Ripple Warrior Joseph Joestar) +2]!

Chapter 147 Come on! This 120-year cycle!

Egyptians regarded the sun as the supreme being, and all their customs, including religion, daily life, labor, diet, weddings and funerals, were related to it. Even though the civilization has gone through many upheavals, with invasions by Alexander the Great, Rome, the Middle East, and colonists, and various wars of invasion completely changing the landscape of this land, and the ancient Egyptian gods no longer have any followers, some things have remained unchanged.

As the sun rises above the ground, slowly lifting the curtain of darkness to reveal Cairo's mix of old and new buildings, the city's inhabitants gradually emerge to begin their day.

They have a schedule more precise than a clock, based on sunrise and sunset, as if they had made a collective agreement, and the transition from quiet solitude to bustling crowd takes no more than half an hour.

Besides the local residents with strong, prominent features and dark skin, tourists from Europe and Asia are also everywhere. In some particularly bustling neighborhoods, one might even wonder whether the people enjoying the exotic atmosphere are tourists or locals.

Tourism is one of Egypt's main sources of foreign exchange, contributing about 12% to GDP in the 21st century, supporting the livelihoods of approximately three million people, and its influence extends to a wide range of related industries.

The Suez Canal, tourists, and cultural heritage—it’s no exaggeration to call these three pillars of the entire country!

So when they saw the warning sign that read "Under construction ahead, please detour" and a large number of staff in uniform, no one was surprised. Instead, they were pleased that the government was beginning to take responsibility.

But if they cross the blockade and enter the "construction site," they will find that the machinery and equipment parked there are not suitable for "repair" at all; all they can do is destroy it!

From the start to the complete lockdown, only twenty minutes had passed. In the darkest hour before dawn, SPW Foundation staff followed the rehearsed procedures, parking engineering vehicles around the block from Sifang Avenue, directing traffic, demarcating the lockdown area, and setting up lookout points. The speed and precision of their actions demonstrated their professionalism.

Fortunately, Dior's mansion is not located in a particularly bustling area. To avoid being targeted by the SPW consortium, they are also buying up surrounding land, reducing the number of residents, and decreasing pedestrian traffic through the neighborhood.

Now the SPW consortium faces fewer obstacles in getting things done.

In the very center of the "encirclement" was a typical Egyptian-style noble mansion, obviously very valuable. However, the staff paid no attention to its aesthetic design or historical significance. Once they were in position, they immediately started the steel machines, which weighed tons, to gradually dismantle the outer walls.

Just a few dozen steps away, amidst the roar of engines and hydraulic presses, Ye Shou and his group stood scattered. Among them, Abudel watched the scene intently, waiting for the enemy who might suddenly appear at any moment.

The reason for not using his double to burn down the mansion was twofold: firstly, arson would be difficult to conceal, and no matter how wealthy and powerful the SPW consortium was, it would inevitably attract residents and firefighters. Secondly, Cairo's urban area is quite crowded, with a mix of old and new residences, making the fire risk very high. Dio, being ruthless, would undoubtedly deliberately escalate the fire to create chaos.

"If we can demolish the whole house, then our ultraviolet radiation device can come in handy."

Kakyoin turned around and patted a radiation device that looked like a miniature train engine and was about the height of a person.

"It wasn't for nothing that we worked so hard to transport it here."

"But Dio will absolutely not surrender!"

Joseph Joestar solemnly warned everyone: "One day is enough for us to demolish the entire mansion. Dio will definitely have his Stand users launch an attack before sunset, so the closer we get to the main body of the mansion and the closer it gets to dusk, the greater the danger will be."

I've already used [Hermit's Purple] to touch those road rollers and drill bits!

My double will memorize all the driver's actions on the levers and pedals. In an hour or two, they can step back and my double will take over the operation.

"How convenient! Can Mr. Joestar's Stand be used like this?"

"Yes, I only recently realized that reading and writing and 'recording' are the same thing. Although I'm definitely not very skilled at the movements, I can still imitate them without any problems."

Two Joe raised his right hand, with faint purple vines wrapped around it, the other end disappearing into the void, where, in a corner of the cockpit where no one could see, the constantly swaying control levers were wrapped around them.

"Isn't this very mentally taxing?"

"Thanks to Ye Shou's [Prosperous Country], I feel full of energy right now!" Er Qiao chuckled.

"Very few elderly people can last as long as I can!"

"..."

"Ha ha!"

Bobo laughed heartily, and Ye Shou couldn't help but chuckle as well.

"That old man!" Only Jotaro couldn't stand it, pulling his hat down and pretending not to hear.

Time passed by, minute by minute. The outer walls, garage, and warehouse were demolished, but the mansion remained untouched. Everyone knew that enemies were hiding inside, so they dared not relax their vigilance in the slightest.

Whoosh~~~ Snap!

The sound of fireworks drifted from afar, attracting everyone's attention.

Ye Shou glanced at it: "Do Egyptians also have fireworks displays?"

Jotaro and Kakyoin, both Japanese, looked on from afar and wondered, "But it's broad daylight!"

"This isn't a fireworks display; it's just a warm-up for tomorrow's celebration."

Abuder, a local, explained with a smile to the crowd: "Do you know about the 'Nile Flood Festival'?"

"Flood Festival? Never heard of it," Polunarev asked. "Do Egyptians celebrate floods?"

“That shows your ignorance, Polnareff.”

Aboudl said with a proud expression, "The Nile is the gentlest mother river in the world. Although it floods every year, it is extremely regular, even so precise that it can be used to revise the calendar."

Moreover, the water flow is relatively slow, and the overflowing river can not only irrigate the land on both banks, but the silt will also ensure a good harvest next year.

For the ancient Egyptians, the Nile River was the lifeblood of agriculture. They divided the year into three seasons based on the river's flow: flooding, fertility, and harvest. Each season lasted three months, plus the five-day Christmas festival at the end of the year, totaling 365 days. This is said to be the world's earliest solar calendar, dating back eight or nine thousand years.

"I see. So tomorrow is the day the Nile River floods?"

"Not only that, but in previous years it was at the end of August. This year is slightly different. The Nile Flood Festival also coincides with a full moon, which is especially important in ancient culture."

"Full moon?"

"It is the day of the year when day and night are of equal length."

Abudel held up a finger: "After tomorrow, the nights will be long and the days will be short."

"Long nights and short days?"

Ye Shou suddenly asked, "That shouldn't be the Autumn Equinox... Excuse me, I meant a solar term in the Chinese lunar calendar, which is the same as the full moon, but I remember it should be in late September every year."

If I remember correctly, tomorrow is also September 23rd, but you just said August?

"Ok?"

Bobo then realized, "Right, August is long over!"

"Don't rush me, I haven't finished yet. Generally speaking, it's August, but this year it's a small cycle, so it's been postponed by a month."

Aboudal explained with a smile, "The ancient Egyptian calendar differed from the Earth's orbital period by about a quarter of a day each year, so it was fine-tuned every few years."

Leap days and leap months? The calendars of ancient civilizations are all pretty much the same.

"Then, there is a large cycle of about 1,400 years, which brings us back to the starting point, and a small cycle of about 120 years, with the calendar shifting forward by one month."

"One hundred and twenty years...that sounds like a long time ago." Bobo casually picked at his ear.

Ye Shouze seemed to be deep in thought: "Actually, two cycles of sixty years are not too far away... Abudel, can you calculate the exact time of the last cycle's node?"

"Hmm? Mr. Ye Shou, are you very interested in this?"