A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

"They are Hebrews. They are everywhere." Sheng Zhiyu glanced at the rioters in the crowd and roughly understood what was going on.

The Hebrews suffered in various ways in Nile. Although they were enslaved by Pharaoh, as a member of the royal family of Nile, Princess Wuya could not do well in their hearts.

Song Qiran saw that a large number of Hebrews had begun to resist the Roman soldiers: "Will we also be unlucky?"

Sheng Zhiyu said, "You don't know, but look at those Roman soldiers, do they really want to stop them?"

Song Qiran said: "You mean, the Roman Emperor wants to kill Princess Wuya?"

Sheng Zhiyu shook his head: "It's hard to say, but Princess Wuya, we must save her."

With that, she summoned the cow cat.

The giant cow cat was very happy. With a meow, it pounced on the Hebrews and ate several of them in one bite.

"What kind of monster is this?" the Hebrews were shocked.

"This is our Nile cat god!" The accompanying Nile people were all in high spirits and started fighting with the Hebrews.

Francis glanced at Sheng Zhiyu thoughtfully, then turned to Princess Wuya: "The princess is frightened."

Princess Wuya smiled: "It's okay. Thank you to the cat god's messenger for saving me."

The cow cat jumped back to Sheng Zhiyu and began to rub its big cat head against Sheng Zhiyu in a flattering manner.

After being a cat for so long, it now completely thinks of itself as a cat.

"It is my duty to protect the princess." Sheng Zhiyu said.

Francis smiled: "Your country is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

Princess Wuya couldn't tell whether she was doubting Francis, her eyes were as calm as green emeralds.

After the parade, it’s time to return to Nile.

Before leaving, Francis glanced at Sheng Zhiyu with deep meaning: "See you soon, Sir Envoy."

Although Sheng Zhiyu knew that he and Princess Wuya were conspiring, she still felt weird looking at his look.

This time, Sheng Zhiyu did not live in the same room as Song Qiran.

The journey back took nine days. Sheng Zhiyu checked the clearance status of other players and found that it was the same as before.

She felt that the time on this kind of journey might have been compressed by the system, otherwise it would be too much of a disadvantage.

After returning to Nile's temple with Song Qiran, Sheng Zhiyu immediately threw himself into Gu Xingzhou's arms: "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"

"Ahem." Lu Xingjue's voice came from the side, "Sheng Zhiyu, Brother Ran and I are still here."

Sheng Zhiyu didn't care about this: "Did you find anything in Princess Wuya's bedroom?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "I was about to say this, look at this."

He took out a book with a gold cover. The cover was engraved with a picture of a scepter, and the scepter was also inlaid with a very dazzling diamond.

After opening it, it was filled with some ancient Nile language, which seemed to be used to resurrect the dead.

But as she read, Sheng Zhiyu frowned slightly.

"Can't you read it?" Lu Xingjue asked.

Some of these Nile languages ​​are very unpopular, and some of them he can't even understand.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "What is recorded here is a pharaoh of Nile a thousand years ago, who had a mysterious army under his command.

This army is called the Legion of the Undead, and it is almost invincible. As the Pharaoh conquered the north and south, it almost occupied the Middle East and the southern part of the European continent.

After the death of the pharaoh, he was mummified, and this army also entered the pharaoh's tomb as a burial object.

If the most noble blood is used for sacrifice, and then the scepter symbolizing royal power is inserted into the heart of the Pharaoh, the army of the undead can be summoned.

But once the undead army is summoned, life will inevitably be destroyed. "

Lu Xingjue's eyebrows twitched: "Do you understand this?"

Sheng Zhiyu said: "I have learned Nile by myself."

Lu Xingjue: "..."

Song Qiran asked strangely: "But didn't Princess Wuya say that the one she wanted to resurrect was her Hebrew slave lover?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "Perhaps this was the legion she wanted to summon from the beginning. I think that princess is extremely ambitious, and she doesn't look like a woman who would give up her country for a small love."

Sheng Zhiyu followed his train of thought: "So, Princess Wuya deceived the Roman Emperor.

She must first seize the Pharaoh's throne, so that she can get the scepter naturally, and then summon the undead army to flatten Rome.

This can also explain why the Roman Emperor wanted to kill Princess Wuya with the hands of a Hebrew slave.

But how did the Roman Emperor discover the flaw? "

Gu Xingzhou said: "Maybe he saw the ambition in Princess Wuya's eyes. Men are sometimes very accurate when it comes to women.

Yu'er, remember the above, I want to put it back in place before Princess Wuya comes back. "

Otherwise, it would be bad to alert the enemy.

Lu Xingjue said: "Wouldn't it be better to just take the book away so that she can't summon it?"

Sheng Zhiyu disagreed: "But this way we won't know the next clues."

A dark glint flashed in Lu Xingjue's eyes: "Or just kill that woman, so that everything will be over."

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

Sure enough, it seemed like an idea that Lu Xingjue could come up with: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "I feel that among so many missions, none of them are as simple as killing people."

Sheng Zhiyu thought that it was true. For example, the second Chinese dungeon killed Ning Yuanchen.

But that kind of killing is very difficult: "I think you can give it a try, but I'd better put this book back first."

"Sheng Zhiyu, you think what I said makes sense, right?" Lu Xingjue was actually a little happy when he saw that Sheng Zhiyu agreed with him.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "Because there are no other clues, we can only see if it works. After all, she is a princess of a country, so she cannot be assassinated openly. It would be better if the senior brother mixes some poison so that she dies unknowingly."

Song Qiran: "...I am a doctor."

Sheng Zhiyu: "Just tell me if you can adjust it."

Song Qiran smiled softly: "Since it was my junior sister who asked me to adjust it, then I will definitely do it."

Gu Xingzhou remained calm on his face, knowing that Song Qiran was turning his pursuit to the bright side.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "The poison you prepare should be one that can push the poisoning time forward, so that even if other imperial doctors come to investigate, the blame can be passed on to the Roman Emperor."

Song Qiran nodded: "Don't worry, I know what medicine to mix. Unless it is a doctor with absolutely superb medical skills, no one can accurately estimate the poisoning time of this medicine."

"I thought your sect was very upright, but it seems that the only upright one is Gu Xingzhou." Lu Xingjue said quietly.

When games come out in the future, it would be better to pay attention to this pair of scary senior brothers and sisters.

Gu Xingzhou said calmly: "I listen to Yu'er."

Lu Xingjue: "..."

Then the three of us should take precautions together.

Sheng Zhiyu suddenly thought of something: "Princess Wuya should be surrounded by maids who test poison. Even if the poison is really mixed, it won't be easy to harm her."