Nobody understands cardboard people better than me

Chapter 283
Africa, a desert somewhere in Pharaoh's country.

A group of white people is walking somewhere under the leadership of a black man.

"Boss, I haven't reached the place after walking for so long, could it be that kid playing tricks on us?"

In the white line, a burly man said to the man who was protected in the middle.

"Johnny, don't be impatient. If Hamnata, the legendary capital of the undead, can be found so easily, it won't be the capital of the undead."

"It is said that the Hamna Tower is not in a fixed place. It can only be seen at a certain location when the sun rises. Since that person said that he has been to the Hamna Tower, someone will lead the way. It’s no better than us looking for a needle in a haystack in this big desert.”

The gentleman surrounded in the middle smiled slightly.

However, the hot environment greatly reduced his demeanor.

"But, Boss, are you so sure that the kid is not lying?"

"Of course." Boss showed a mysterious smile.

Seeing that the boss is so confident, the group of wage earners can't say much, so they can only silently protect the boss and move on.

After several hours passed, the "tour guide" in front finally stopped.

He turned his head with a flattering face:
"Dear sir, if I remember correctly, I saw Hamna Tower at this location before. As long as the sun rises, I can verify the authenticity of what I said."

"What if? Hmph, you'd better pray that there is no such if, or I don't think you will want to know what the consequences will be." Johnny stared at the tour guide with a pair of murderous eyes, and the threat in it was self-evident.

"Of course, I still want to use my husband's bonus to improve my life." The tour guide shrank his neck and said with a dry smile.

At the same time, he was silently praying in his heart, hoping that nothing would go wrong, otherwise his life would be lost.

It's not that he leads the way blindly, but that the desert environment is changeable and looks the same, which makes it easy for people to lose their way.

If he hadn't explored the desert since he was a child and was very familiar with the desert environment, he wouldn't have seen the legendary Hamna Tower by chance, and he wouldn't have the confidence to take on the job.

It is impossible to say that he didn't have any evil intentions when he met Hamnatta before.

Not to mention the extraordinary classics that might exist in it, that is, the innumerable gold, silver and jade objects buried with the pharaoh in the legend, which are enough for him to squander his wealth for several lifetimes.

It's a pity that the legendary capital of the undead is not within the reach of ordinary desert gold diggers like him.

Last time, a group of five desert gold diggers saw Hamna Tower by chance and entered it, but he was the only one who escaped alive in the end.

From then on, he knew that the things inside were not something he could touch.

Therefore, after he returned to the city, he secretly released the news of Hamna Tower, waiting for the rich to send him money.

This group of white people was the third group of guests he picked up. As for the first two groups, they probably all died in the legendary capital of the undead.

Seeing the corners of the tour guide's mouth, Johnny wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his boss.

"Okay, Johnny, whether it's true or not, you'll know tomorrow morning. There's no need to worry about it now. You'd better lead people to build a camp and arrange security. The desert at night is extremely dangerous, not to mention the current world where spiritual energy has recovered. , if some ferocious beast appears, we will not be able to bear it."

"Yes, Boss."

Johnny's heart tightened, and he quickly agreed.

I thought to myself that the boss was thoughtful, in this world, if he was unsuspecting in the desert at night, he might not even know how he died.

Fortunately, the group of people was lucky. Over the night, they didn't encounter any terrifying sandstorms or beasts that devoured people. Apart from being a bit cold, everything was normal.

Finally, the dawn came, the sun rose, and the long-awaited capital of the undead, Hamnata, finally appeared.

When the first rays of the rising sun shone on the earth, there was a wave of waves in the air ahead, and then, an ancient city like a mirage stood in front of everyone.

"Oh, my God, I didn't expect Hamnata, the capital of the undead, to really exist. It really does not exist in the human world, just like the legend."

Seeing the somewhat illusory and gradually solidified city, everyone's faces were full of surprise.

Even the tour guide.

Although this is his fourth visit, every time he sees this scene, he still feels extremely shocked.

The tour guide calmed down and turned to look at the white people beside him: "Dear sir, I have fulfilled the contract and brought you to Hamna Tower. I hope you can also fulfill your promise."

There was still a hint of excitement in the eyes of the boss who was called back to God.

But after all, he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down.

He smiled, with a warm face:
"Of course, I am the most honest person."

"Johnny, give him the check."

"Yes, Boss."

But a little money, in terms of his net worth, is not worth mentioning at all.

If he can really gain something in Hamna Tower, the profit he can get is not comparable to the hundreds of thousands of dollars in this area.

And if the legend is true, then there must be two books given to the Pharaoh by the ancient Egyptian gods, the "Golden Sun Sutra" and "The Black Sutra of the Dead" in the Hamna Tower.

Legend has it that one of these two books records various spells and incantations, enabling the pharaoh to rule ancient Egypt, and the other records the real names and words of the gods to sing praises to the gods.

If it was the past, then these two books are nothing more than two antiques with considerable research value.

But now that the aura is recovering, the original "Bible" of the Holy See has become a powerful practice secret book, and these two god-given books may have changed, and they may become the supreme practice books.

This is the main reason why he must go to Hamna Tower!
Looking at the $50 check in his hand, the tour guide beamed.

"Thank you for your generosity, sir. Here I would like to make a small suggestion. You'd better act quickly, because the Hamna Tower will disappear after the early morning. If you want to see it again, you have to wait until tomorrow. The situation in the desert, you It is also clear that if you stay for one more day, there is likely to be a higher risk of death."

"Aren't you going in with us?" Boss was a little puzzled.

"No, sir. I'm just an ordinary person. I can't own the things inside. They will all belong to you."

"Okay, that's all, I wish you good luck."

After speaking, the tour guide rode the camel and left without looking back.

Seeing that the tour guide really said to leave, Johnny was very disdainful:
"Boss, I think that kid is just scared, and he doesn't dare to step into Hamna Tower again."

"It's okay, he's just an ordinary person, and it's a blessing to be able to come out alive. Of course, he dare not set foot in this nightmare land. But it's precisely because of this that we are given a chance, isn't it?"

"Okay, let's not talk much, let's go in quickly, otherwise it will be bad if we miss the opportunity. That kid is right, the current desert is no joke."

"Yes!"

(to be continued...)
(End of this chapter)