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To the west of Cairo city, 150 kilometers away.

After the dazzling light of the Rainbow Bridge disappeared, Zhang Ming and Dio appeared under the pyramid.

They raised their heads unconsciously.

"Am I dreaming?" Dio looked at this huge pyramid, "These guys created the ninth wonder of the world out of thin air?"

Zhang Ming walked over and touched the bricks and stones.

It was rough and cold, and felt very real, but when Zhang Ming tried to break off a piece with force, it became a bit unreal, and his palm penetrated directly through the masonry.

"This is something between reality and nothingness." Zhang Ming felt the texture of the stones and looked at the towering pyramid and said, "Truth and his friends have already entered. Let's look around. The entrance should be nearby."

Truth closed the stone door after entering.

"No need to look for it, it's right here." Dio patted a piece of brick and said, "This may be a bit metaphysical, but I can hear this pyramid calling me. It feels like...going home."

Zhang Ming shrugged. Ever since Dior chased Dior all the way to Italy to discover cutting because of a dream, this matter has been very mysterious.

However, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained. As long as it can help them catch the liar, the truth, Zhang Ming is not someone who is willing to delve into it.

"What needs to be done? Let's lift this stone together?" Zhang Ming looked at the size of the stone up and down, and estimated that with the strength of the two of them, they should be able to overturn it.

Dio shook his head and said, "No need to bother."

Although he didn't know why, the blood in his body was boiling, silently reminding Dio what to do.

He stretched out his right hand, and a gash opened automatically in the palm of his hand. Blood dripped down and slowly penetrated into the gaps between the bricks. After a few seconds, with a clicking sound, the stone door opened again.

Zhang Ming and Dio walked in carefully.

In May, Egypt had already entered the summer heat mode. Zhang Ming could clearly feel the hot rays of the sun burning his exposed neck and arms. But when he stepped inside the pyramid with one foot, the heat on his body disappeared instantly.

"call--"

The deep corridor stretched out, and the decaying breath of the ancient pharaoh seemed to float. A wisp of wind blew on Zhang Ming, and he suddenly felt the cold spreading from the depths of his soul.

Zhang Ming shuddered involuntarily.

Taking another step, his soul seemed to be frozen and affected his body. The air Zhang Ming exhaled was filled with a chill.

Dior noticed something unusual about Zhang Ming.

"What's wrong with you? You're shaking like a Parkinson's patient."

Hearing Dior's question, Zhang Ming turned around stiffly and asked: "Aren't you... cold? I'm almost... freezing to death..."

"Cold?" Dio turned his head and asked in surprise: "It's very hot outside. The temperature here is just right. You haven't been too tired recently and suddenly got sick, right?"

Dio said and touched Zhang Ming's forehead.

It was as cold as a corpse.

"This ghost, ghost place is rejecting me." Zhang Ming said, taking two steps back and walking out of the pyramid. He finally stopped trembling and could speak normally.

"Why am I okay?"

"Because you are an Inhuman."

The pharaohs of ancient Egypt had the blood of the Inhuman race. They controlled ordinary people through superpowers, regarded themselves as the spokespersons of the gods, and used their divine power to consolidate their status.

Only they themselves know that their power has nothing to do with the gods. This power comes from their ancestors and bloodline.

This pyramid is the secret treasure left by Tutankhamen. No matter what purpose he left behind, he could not have prepared it for ordinary people.

Only people with Inhuman blood can pass freely in this pyramid. This is the curse left by Tutankhamen.

Although Zhang Ming has many superpowers, these abilities come from the Bizhan system.At his core, he is just a regular guy.

Of course, if it were a real ordinary person, he would have been frozen to death the moment he stepped into the pyramid.

"Wait for me outside." Dio said. Zhang Ming was in this state, let alone fighting. It was difficult to even walk. And the further inside he went, the stronger the curse left by Tutankhamen was. Sooner or later, he would be unable to bear it and his soul would be destroyed. Frozen into an ice sculpture.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said: "There are five superpowers inside. They know our abilities very well, but we are completely unfamiliar with them. It is too dangerous for you to act alone... I have thought of a way."

He clenched his fist and activated the Aigen at full power. The current overflowed from the cells and spread to the outside of the skin. A silver-white "thunder coat" appeared, covering Zhang Ming from head to toe.

"That should be fine."

Walking into the pyramid again, there was another "Hoo!" and the breath from the ancient pharaoh appeared again.

Zhang Ming put his two little hands together, as if wrapped in a thick military coat, and was not affected at all.

"Hu-hu-"

My breathing gets heavier and faster, but it still doesn’t work!

"Haha!" Zhang Ming laughed, took big steps and walked inside.

Breathing quickens again.

"Huh-huh-huh-vomit cough cough..."

"Did you hear anything?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Huh?" Dio listened carefully for a while and shook his head to express that he didn't hear it.

After solving the cold problem, the two people continued to walk forward. Not far away, they saw a small blue flower growing in the gap. Zhang Ming squatted down, picked the flower, and broke off the petals one by one.

"They have discovered us. I will walk in front later, you lie in wait in the dark, and wait until the right opportunity to take action." Zhang Ming said.

"Are you going to use yourself as bait?"

Just when Dior was about to reject the proposal, Zhang Ming raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need to say any more.

Zhang Ming pointed at himself and said: "Do you think I'm like this, even if you don't hide, who will they attack first?"

With the blessing of the "current army coat", Zhang Ming shines like an oversized humanoid light bulb.

This can no longer be described as conspicuous. As long as it appears, it will definitely attract everyone's attention, and people can't help but throw two skills at the first time.

In the face of the powerful reality, Dio could only nod and agree to Zhang Ming's plan. He turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the shadows behind, ready to take action at any time.

Zhang Ming sped up and moved forward. Soon he saw two forked roads, one leading down and the other going up.

He hesitated and chose to go up.

On the plane, Zhang Ming took a look at the history of Egypt. He had the impression that the tombs of the queen and the pharaoh were located at the top of the pyramid structure, and the vents were also at the top. If there was anything precious, it must have been placed there.

The further you go up, the wider the space becomes. On the walls on the left and right sides and above your head, there are murals carved in lines, and there are rows of vertical hieroglyphics in the gaps between the murals.

Zhang Ming does not understand ancient Egyptian, but from these murals, he can clearly see the exploitation of ordinary people by capable people in that era.

Pharaoh and his interest groups are always tall and majestic, while ordinary people are always humble and kneel on the ground.

Ordinary people at that time could not be called "people" at all. They were just a group of livestock that produced food, built houses, and used them to vent their desires.

"Ha! Is this the future that Truth wants?" Zhang Ming said mockingly: "It's just for my own desires, and it's quite beautiful."

Zhang Ming turned a corner, and there was a middle-aged uncle in his 40s sitting on the steps above.

"It's not a heroic thing to whisper bad things about people behind their backs," said the champion uncle.

"I'm not saying bad things quietly." Zhang Ming pointed at the champion uncle, "I'm just telling you to listen. I hope you can give up your resistance and return to your lost ways."

Zhang Ming kept the third-angle camera on, and he had long noticed the champion uncle sitting on it.

If it had been anyone else, he might have continued to argue with Zhang Ming, but the champion uncle had long since passed the age where he liked to argue.

He put his hands on his knees and stood up slowly.

"No traffic is allowed here." Uncle Champion said.

As these words fell to the ground, countless layers of shadows emerged from the champion uncle's not-so-tall body.The shadow spread like ripples in all directions, blocking all Zhang Ming's routes.

Zhang Ming continued to run upward without losing speed.

The champion uncle locked his eyes on Zhang Ming, assumed a boxing stance, and silently calculated the distance in his mind, waiting for Zhang Ming to enter attack range.

His fists are much larger than ordinary people and are covered with calluses. These are not given to him by superpowers, but are all caused by his punches in the past.

Three steps, two steps, one step... coming in!

Zhang Ming entered his field!

The champion uncle took a deep breath, bent down slightly, and lowered his body. His feet were sliding forward, which is most commonly used by boxers.With just one step, he arrived in front of Zhang Ming, and his huge fist struck with terrifying wind pressure——

However, the next moment, Zhang Ming disappeared from the field of vision, and then a terrifying black shadow quietly appeared behind the champion uncle.

"Leave it to you, Dio!"

"no problem."

Dio's expression was ferocious and terrifying, and his abilities were used to the extreme.

The roar of battle came from behind. Zhang Ming kept pace and continued sprinting. At his speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, Zhang Ming arrived at the top tomb chamber of the pyramid in more than ten seconds.

The four men looked back at him.

Three men and one woman. The woman should be the elf in charge of communications and reconnaissance. The black child squatting on the ground touching a coffin is the tracer. The rebellious high school student with an angry face is the disaster star. The remaining one...

Zhang Ming locked his gaze on the man standing in the center.

This is a man who looks very gentle. Just by being looked at by him, people can't help but relax their vigilance.

"Truth?" Zhang Ming asked.

Zhi Zhi nodded, "Hello, Zhang Ming."

Zhang Ming grinned and said, "It's not easy to meet you."

"If possible, I hope that our meeting will be at the negotiation table about the future development direction of mankind, rather than in a tomb." Truth sighed.

"I think it's very appropriate." Zhang Ming floated out the Lock of Absurdity with his left hand, and summoned the top-notch sword with his right hand. He continued: "When I kill you, I will bury you here. In the words of my hometown..."

"This can be considered a generous burial."

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