My Boss, the White-haired Nun

Although he did know the pharaoh's weakness, he shouldn't be so nervous for a few minutes.

"That alone is enough."

However, the ancient pharaoh let out a hearty laugh and waved his hand wrapped in linen.

"I do still have a lot of problems. I really hope that I can learn more about this era after 2000. Witness with my own eyes and feel with my own hands. I know there must be many problems in your era, There are such and other problems in human nature, I want to see how far you have solved these problems, and want to put forward your own opinions on these problems..."

He looked down at his body and let out a sneer.

"But it can't be done anymore, King of the Future. Maybe I should thank you for coming, because if you come a few decades later, maybe there won't be such a conversation again."

"These questions are enough for me to dream about your world. I already know about your progress. And people's desires will never be satisfied." The former king looked at Gong Ming and said.

"Since that's the case, it's better to just get acquainted with it."

"..."

The red-haired man was silent for a moment, then shook his head mockingly.

"It's really ridiculous that a monarch with your heart is actually a tyrant in history."

"I had such a foresight." However, Pharaoh just looked at him kindly, with a gentle and peaceful voice. "After all, I really didn't do anything good to the people of my era."

"Being beyond ordinary people's knowledge may not be a good thing for ordinary people." Seeing Gong Ming looking over in doubt, the Pharaoh explained this way. "I look too far. What can I do with just fifty years? I can only make the most favorable decision from the longest perspective. So for the people at that time, it was a bit cruel."

"Is that so?" Gong Ming understood what he meant, and laughed along with him. "Then I am indeed luckier than you. I have been fortunate enough to watch this world for 500 years, and have witnessed the step-by-step progress of these [-] years. If I have the opportunity, I can maintain it for dozens or hundreds of years."

"How enviable this is!"

The old Pharaoh clapped his hands and said so loudly.

"Simply enviable!"

When Gong Ming mentioned the word guarding, he used the word "lucky".When Ptolemy XI expressed his feelings, he used the word [envy].They spoke so lightly and happily, as if all the hardships and tribulations in the past 500 years had never appeared before their eyes.

Yes, they are kings, and some things should be like this.

"……So."

After a long time, the calm Pharaoh restrained his laughter and looked at the man in front of him.

"last question."

Gong Ming nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

"you……"

"Have you defeated [God]?"

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"Have you... defeated God?"

With the name of a god, the former king asked so, looking at the man in front of him, full of expectations.

"..."

However, this time the red-haired man was silent. After a long time, he lowered his head in shame.

"Sorry, it's my incompetence."

"That's it..." The ancient king replied with some disappointment at first.But in the blink of an eye, he laughed and shook his head slightly.

"It's normal. After all, it's such an opponent. It's a bit too much to ask the younger generation to directly defeat an enemy whose shadows can't reach us in our era."

He smiled heartily and put down the wine glass in his hand.then asked.

"Then what is your understanding of the gods now?"

He was sitting and asked with a serious expression.

"Can you see the possibility of victory?"

"Do you understand the gods?"

Gong Ming hesitated for a moment, as if he was sorting out his words.

"The gods should look at us like we look at the ants under our feet."

"Well, go on."

It was a pretty corny metaphor, so the pharaoh just nodded and let him go on.

"If you change the position, put us in the perspective of the gods. I have an ant nest on the way home every day, and one day I find these ants praying my name, calling me, praying to me. For me , which of course is very novel - a group of ants can actually call my name. So I will get close to them and listen to what they have to say. Then when I get close, I accidentally gasp and blow them all If you fly, you will either die or be injured, this is divine pressure."

"..." The smile on Pharaoh's face disappeared.Looking at Gong Ming, his eyes became serious.

"continue."

So he said that again, waiting for Gong Ming's next article.

"With the first experience, I will pay more attention when I hear them in the future - of course, I can't suffocate myself to death because of a few ants. So the divine pressure still exists, but it will be much weaker , and it will fluctuate depending on whether I remember it or not."

Gong Ming continued to explain in a calm and cold voice.

"This time I heard what they were praying for, and most of it was something that was easy to fix, like they wanted endless wealth - for me it might be a little pile of granulated sugar. Of course I give them a little pile Sugar, and the novelty of ants being able to say my name. What's a little pile of sugar? But some things are more difficult for them to solve. Like he wants another ant to fall in love with him. I can do that What should I do? The way I can think of is to kill all the ants except the two of them. At this time, the person concerned will feel repentant, what have I done?"

"..."