Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

O'Connor ignored his beloved's brother, hung a bag of water on the camel, took the reins, and walked towards the tent where Mori Yuesha and Evelyn were changing clothes.

"A few stinking camels cost so much."

Along the way, Jonathan continued to complain to O'Connor.

"Yes, that's right. If you give him your sister, you don't have to pay." The man joked hoarsely, "Barter, barter, this place is so thoughtful, it has been designed to help you save money."

Jonathan rolled his eyes at him: "Are you willing to do that?"

O'Connor was outmaneuvered and couldn't utter a word for a long time with his neck stiff.

"Hey, if I had known I should have let Xiao Linlin come with me. She's obviously so curious. Maybe I could have saved some money."

"Could you please stop trying to take advantage of that girl?" O'Connor couldn't stand it anymore and helplessly gave the greedy guy an elbow.

Chapter 43 The legendary place under the sun

The sky is blue and the earth is yellow.

At a glance, the blade cut through the blue and yellow, inserting a few swaying camel bells.

Mori Yuesa sat in the middle of the camel's hump and looked around happily.

O'Connor didn't understand what was so great about the desolate desert: they had set out yesterday at noon and had spent the night on camel's back, and until this morning, the girl was still endlessly curious about the camel, the desert, and the scorching sun beneath her.

It seems that curiosity will never run out.

"We're getting there."

O'Connell pushed the gun handle at his waist - on the other side of the sand dune on the left, the sound of hooves sank into the thick sand, and a group of figures slowly appeared in his sight.

The American and his good comrades...

Benny.

"Haha! Look who this is?!"

"Good morning, my friend!"

Nagini looked around and saw that the other party was obviously much more professional than them - in addition to the five people in the lead, there were twenty or thirty local workers following behind them.

It goes without saying why.

"Look at you, O'Connell. You've lost your team in your search for treasure."

"Hahaha! Benny, this is your former captain?"

American and British accents mocked each other back and forth. Under the azure sky above, there were no gentlemen, only a group of 'explorers' who were blatantly robbing tombs.

The camel herd was stopped.

Both O'Connor and the group of Americans stopped in the middle of two sand dunes and looked at the endless desert in the distance.

"What are we doing here?"

Evelin had just woken up dazed. If it wasn't for this time, she might never believe in her life that she could sleep so soundly on a camel's back.

"Snoring... me?"

The woman pulled the camel and quietly approached her sister, asking while looking at O'Connor who was confronting the crowd.

Just as Sen Yuesha was about to speak, Jonathan suddenly came over and teased Evelin in a weird way: "Very loud, you know, Evelin, everything is quiet, the moon is full and the sand is cold."

"You made a noise that made O'Connell think there was a motorcycle underneath the camel's skin."

Snapped.

The curly-haired boy punched Jonathan fiercely. The man grinned and pulled the camel away from his increasingly violent sister, but he was still busy: "Hit me as you like, hit me as you like, he's your brother after all. Huluhuhuhuhuhuhu——When did you learn to ride a motorcycle?"

"Jonathan!"

"Hey, that man's mind is full of 'men in black'. Do you really think he has the time to lean over to your lips and listen to your sleep talk at night?" He smiled and patted the camel's hump: "Did you talk in your sleep?"

Mori Yuesha leaned over to Evelyn's ear and told her that she was not snoring, and Nagini nodded as if to prove it.

——The woman was relieved. She rubbed her eyes, raised her head and regained the proud posture of the English rose, with full temperament.

Actually.

She hit.

And Jonathan hadn’t wronged her.

You have to know that the desert will be a little cold and quiet at night. Even when no one is talking, the only sound you can hear is the rustling sound of sand and the faint sound of camel hooves stepping out small sand pits.

Evelyn's snoring sounded particularly... clear.

Especially last night, O'Connor had been leading the way, frowning and thinking; Jonathan was imagining mountains of gold and rivers of jewels in his mind; Nagini tied her camel to Mori Yuesha's camel, and then rode on the same horse with her master, holding her and resting with her eyes closed (Arrietty was furious)...

when…

No one made a sound.

The humming desert rock music played all night long.

Poor Evelyn, there is so much energy hidden in her small body.

Mori Yuesa leaned in Nagini's arms with a wicked smile, and Arrietty kept biting her earlobe with her little fangs (because she was a stinky maid). The group didn't wait long, and the sun was about to come out.

"Get ready." O'Connor pulled the camel back to Evelyn and shouted to the girls behind him, "Get ready! You must keep up with the team! We only have a few minutes!"

"What, a few minutes? Hello, O'Connell?"

The man did not respond to Evelyn's words. Next to them, twenty or thirty workers and the group of Americans were also on high alert.

"Prepare--!"

Then, the sun rose!

An orange moon slowly rose up in everyone's sight - as if it was played back and erased, a huge city was stacked up in the empty desert!

Like a switch, the invisible hand wakes up with the sun, shaking its arm lazily, and painting from top to bottom - this ancient painting, which has been silent for thousands of years, once again shows its magical side to the world. In an age when no one believes in legends anymore... it uses a low and deep voice to inform the group of ignorant humans under its feet.

The legend is true!

Hamunatta…

right here!

When the sun rises!

"incredible…"

"A miracle has happened..."

People murmured, including O'Connor.

He silently looked at the legendary ruins: "Hamunata."

“I’m back again…”

As the sun rose higher, the ancient city of the dead became clearer and clearer - until.

Until O'Connell and Benny, two men who had been here before, suddenly swung their whips and roared.

"what!"

"what!"

The camel rushed out with a whoosh!

Evelyn finally understood what O'Connor meant by 'we must keep up with the team' and 'we only have a few minutes': perhaps under a certain angle of sunlight, humans would be lucky enough to enter this capital.

The sun rises and sets very quickly.

Evelyn laughed heartily, and like O'Connor, she grabbed the whip and hit the camel, then she clamped her legs together and made a urging sound of "gigigigi".

The camel rushed out!

"Hahaha! The legend is true." Mori Yuesa was held in Nagini's arms. When she looked up, she could only see the woman's chin.

She did not hold the cat tightly in her arms.

——Bastet could only hold on to the camel’s hair and saddle tightly with her two little paws, and she was very angry.

Arrietty, overhead: Me too.

“Hurry up!” Mori Yuesha raised her head and opened her mouth, resting her forehead on Nagini’s chin, smiling happily: “Let’s go! Nagini!”

"I promised you Hamunatta!"

“It’s right in front of us!”

“Go for it!!”

Sen Yuesha waved her hands back and forth, like giving the camel a pair of small wings; Nagini hugged Sen Yuesha's waist with her left hand and raised her right hand high -

The golden sunlight hit her cheek, and the woman who once whispered in a low voice now looked heroic!

Snapped!

The whip flowers exploded in the air.

"Hold on tight, Master!"

Herds of camels raised yellow dust, and a group of people with hope and surprise rode camels and rushed towards this secret place that had been hidden for thousands of years.

On the back of the hill, several men in black looked at the people running below in silence. There were dark lines on their faces, just like the men in black on the ferry.

The leading man had a black turban on his head and his semi-long hair was scattered behind his head.

“They are seeking death.”

Chapter 44 ACTION

Whether it was wealth, strength, or influence, Evelin's side could not compare to the group on the other side.

Once they arrived at Hamunaptra, several American leaders began to urge their local workers to dig and excavate: destructive digging, just to get in quickly and plunder quickly.

After all, this is what they are good at.

"Mr. Muska is supporting us behind the scenes." A man wearing thick glasses and a cowboy hat chatted with Mori Yuesa proudly. Yes, with so many workers and investors paying for it, they don't have to do anything at all.

Just wait and take the treasure back to the United States to sell it, invest it, and find a woman.

"Musca?" Mori Yuesha's ears twitched.

She had nothing to do. Evelyn, like an industrious little bird in a hurry to move, plunged headfirst into the enthusiastic work of archaeological research with 'her' Mr. O'Connor; Jonathan ran to the American team to make jokes, trying to get familiar with them and get some secrets out of them.

Only the child-like Mori Yuesha was left.

After all, no one would tell a little girl like her to do anything, so she could just go out and play - with her maid and cat.

"That's right, Mr. Muska, you didn't know?" The man with glasses looked the girl up and down and said, "You are from England, so it's understandable that you don't know Mr. Muska, but you have been here for a long time, right?"

"Mr. Muska is a big businessman. I heard that he has connections with the military..."

The man spoke eloquently, describing the sponsor as the only one in the world with a farsighted investment vision and an extremely keen sense of smell - and then he invested...

These things of theirs?

Mori Yuesha looked back with disbelief.

"Of course! After the island nation was defeated, Mr. Muska went to Cairo. That tiger from the Far East is not easy to mess with." The man pushed his glasses and went to the shade of a boulder with Mori Yuesha to enjoy the cool air. "If you ask me, he has so much wealth, he can live well anywhere."

"Mr. Sheikh had worked with him before."

Sheikh?

Mori Yuesha suddenly looked up and asked, "Mr. Sheikh knows that Mu...what is it?"

"Musca! Muska!" The man with glasses stressed both sides in dissatisfaction, speaking with an American accent but with a British sense of superiority: "You have to remember his name, little girl. Judging from your jewelry, I assume that your family in the UK is quite rich and powerful."

"Then it will do your family no harm if you show some respect to this generous gentleman."

"Don't let Miss Jiao's temper ruin your father's business."