"We've been in once before and didn't find anything."
They once again returned to the tomb chamber of Khufu's Pyramid. After a period of air circulation, the air here was relatively abundant, and there was no breathing difficulty like when they first came in.
Even though there are unknown dangers where they are going, there are still many more people in the team.
Among them, Simon is also there. He was sent by the Kaiser to supervise Galant, but in the final analysis, his purpose is to assist Galant in obtaining something that can make people immortal.
And now that he knew where Galante's immortality came from, he had a direction.
He is not a fool, so it is naturally impossible for him to ask Xia Ya directly. Naturally, he has to help him complete something before he can ask, or in other words, even if he cannot obtain something that makes people immortal in the end.
If he could find something from this tomb, he could go back and deliver the work.
The remaining people are purely for the treasure. Greed can always make people forget something.
Tony looked around, then put down one of the lenses of the steampunk-style zoom glasses on his head, and muttered.
"No magic reaction."
However, he lowered another lens to overlap the first lens.
"There is no runic or Ogham text response. This is normal."
He muttered something every time he put down a lens, but suddenly, he seemed to notice something and showed some interest.
"curse?
No. It's the soul. "
Tony's muttering was not loud, but everyone in this narrow space could hear it clearly.
They shuddered slightly at the sound of the soul.
Suddenly, it felt like there was something invisible around them that was watching them quietly.
Tony put his glasses back on his head, then turned to look at them.
"Are you armed?"
Galante, Simon, and the others all raised their flintlock guns.
"I know a teenager whose fists are more powerful than this antique." Tony curled his lips and said.
He placed the leather box he was carrying on the ground, and then slowly opened it. The box was not big, with the length and width not exceeding 60 centimeters, but there was something inside.
In Fantastic Beasts, Newt has a box with a large space in which he keeps all his magical animals.
It uses a kind of space expansion magic, and Tony's box also uses this magic and can hold a lot of things.
He stretched out his hand and groped in the box for a while, and then took out a long strip-shaped object. He couldn't see clearly in this dim underground space, but it looked like a firecracker, but there were some differences.
He handed the thing directly to Galante.
"What is this?" Galante asked.
"Wand," Tony said.
"Magic wand?" Galante looked at the thing in his hand in confusion. He couldn't connect it with the wand.
"It requires magic power, and it's long. What is it if it's not a wand?" Tony said, "A 12mm long-range magic wand made of high manganese steel and a tungsten-manganese silicon core. It is 1447mm long and can be fired by pressing the trigger below."
Then, he continued to fumble in the box and found a slightly larger wand and handed it to Simon.
"30mm depleted uranium core, very good armor-piercing effect."
"And this one, 7.62mm tungsten manganese silicon core, four thousand rounds per minute."
He fired the weapons one after another, watching them all armed with the wands he made, and nodded with satisfaction.
He closed the box again, then walked to the ground next to the coffin, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on it. The forging array on the right hand armor lit up with a faint light, and the breath of magic surged in it.
Under the wide-open eyes of the people around, the granite floor began to deform, forming a gradually downward staircase.
The space inside the stairs is still very narrow, similar to the way into Khufu's Passage. Only one person can enter by bending down, and it is pitch dark inside, which gives people a creepy feeling, especially after Tony just said those words. after.
But somehow, after holding the weapons Tony gave them, they felt a little more secure.
Tony opened the box again, but this time he didn't put it on the ground because he thought it was troublesome. Instead, he grabbed the handle on one side of the box and groped inside with his other hand. He took out several bags and distributed them to these. One bag per person.
"The fluorescent fruit inside the bag will emit light when it touches the darkness." Tony took out a fruit from the bag and said.
The fruit is very similar to mangosteen, it is black and can be held in one hand. It is a magic plant cultivated in the school's plant class.
Then, he threw the mangosteen into the darkness, and soon, they saw the dark road lit up by a soft light.
This is not as simple as fluorescence, but more like an incandescent lamp without wires lighting up, very bright, like daytime.
"Follow me. If there's anything you can't see, throw away this fruit. Don't save it. It's very simple to cultivate this thing."
With that said, he walked in first.
The tunnel is very long, but it becomes very bright under the light of the fruit, and the fear caused by the darkness and unknown dissipates because of this soft light like sunlight.
As they landed on a flat ground, they soon entered a very spacious area. It was a long corridor with a length and width of about two meters. People could walk freely in it while standing upright, and even stand side by side. With several people.
They threw fluorescent fruits in two directions. Soon, the corridor was illuminated. This corridor was still built with limestone. The main stone used was the same color as the pyramid, but it looked like it was not as weathered. So high.
The good news is that there is plenty of oxygen inside. It seems that this underground pyramid is not sealed. At least it is very comfortable for people to breathe and there is no smell.
There are some ancient texts and murals on both sides of the tunnel, but there are no experts in ancient Egyptian present, so I can only take a cursory look at the murals.
All in all, it depicts some fragments of the daily life of ancient Egyptians, without any particularly important information.
However, for archaeologists, these murals are the most important information. Most people's understanding of Egyptian culture comes from these murals.
After Napoleon, many archaeologists and writers from Europe especially liked to come to Egypt to carry out activities that were called archaeological materials collection but were actually the destruction of cultural relics.
They destroyed the murals, changed the text, and even left their names on the cultural relics. The most "visit here" in Egypt were left by these Europeans.
"Don't wander around." Tony reminded, "There are many mechanisms in this pyramid, and they are bigger than you think. If you get lost, even I won't be able to find you."
They nodded solemnly.
Tony continued to lay the box flat and took out a few more bags from inside.
Galante really doubted that such a small box could really hold so many things.
The bag contained a small toy that looked very similar to a mouse, but it still had a mechanical feel, with many gears and even a clockwork spout.
Tony took out a clockwork key from his pocket and inserted it into the mouse's clockwork mouth. After turning it a few times, the mouse's eyes lit up with a faint light.
He put the mouse on the ground, and it flew out like a wild horse and disappeared into the darkness.
"Come and put a few more for me," Tony said.
The others also discovered that there must be at least a dozen such mice in the bag, as well as several such clockwork keys.
Under Tony's guidance, they also used the wind-up key to wind up the mice a few times and released them.
In this dark corridor, the sound of the clockwork rats spinning and crawling on the ground echoed. They released hundreds of such rats, and these sounds intertwined and drifted away. .
"What should we do now?" Simon asked.
"Just wait." Tony found a place to sit down and said, "These pathfinding mice will find the most correct path for us through trial and error, and they can also test out the traps in this place for us."
Simon nodded, but his tense nerves never relaxed.
Galante looked around and said in shock, "How on earth did people build such a thing more than four thousand years ago."
"Maybe it wasn't built more than four thousand years ago," Tony said.
“This underground palace should have been built on the basis of the Pyramid of Khufu after the builders disguised it as the Pyramid of Khufu.
But the specific time should be more than three thousand years.
To be able to build such a huge thing on this land, the person who built it should also be a pharaoh.
But the purpose of building it, and which pharaoh specifically, is unknown. "
"Is there any danger?" Galante asked.
"Who knows, I've never been in." Tony said with a shrug.
Galante did not answer the call again...
The space inside this underground palace is larger than imagined.
So those mice took longer to search than expected.
During this boring wait, Galante looked at Tony and couldn't help but said.
"Can you tell us?"
Tony raised his eyebrows and looked at him doubtfully.
"Your relationship with that adult, or your past." Galante asked curiously.
He continued to add, "Waiting is just waiting anyway, why not just chat and kill some time."
The rest of the people also gave Tony curious looks. Obviously, they were also very curious about this.
"Of course, you don't have to say it if you don't want to say it," Galante added.
A playful smile appeared on Tony's face, "Do you really want to know?"
Galante nodded.
"Well, this is not a secret that cannot be told."
He looked at these people.
"Do you believe it?
I actually.
Saved the world. "
Hearing the sound, Galante and the people behind him stopped breathing slightly and began to listen carefully...
Obviously, Tony's words immediately captured their curiosity.
(End of chapter)
