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Chapter 215 I will give you an undeniable condition
"I'm really sorry, but it was an accident. Who was it? A guest?" Evelyn tried hard to divert the curator's attention, but this time she succeeded as she wished, and the curator immediately dealt with the seemingly It's more trouble.

"I'm sorry that the guests made you read the joke. You have also seen that the museum has a little accident and must be closed for rectification now! I am very happy to see young people who love Egyptian culture like you, but really It's not the time to receive guests."

As the old curator spoke, he moved towards the hardwood cane he had thrown.

"Whoa, a magic wand?"

"what?"

The old curator's face froze, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Oh, what I mean is that I can help clean it up soon." Wu Jie came out and said, "It may take a long time for the two of you to finish cleaning this place."

Evelyn forced herself to increase her presence: "And this is really an accident."

"Listen Evelyn! It was an accident that Ramesses II, the son of Seti I, destroyed the [Battle of Kadesh] in Syria, and you - it was clearly a disaster! Look at my library! You know me Why did you keep you here?!"

"Well that's because"

"Because she is the reincarnation of a princess?"

Wu Jie became playful and asked loudly.

The expression of the old curator suddenly froze. This sentence sounds like a joke to ordinary people, but to the old curator who is a high-ranking member of the grave guard family, this sentence has other meanings.

Although it may be a joke, the old curator dare not gamble.

"Thank you for your praise." Evelyn seemed very happy that Wu Jie praised her as a princess: "But reincarnation is unscientific, I"

"We're closing the museum! I'll let her clean it up! No matter how much energy and time she needs to spend!" The old curator grabbed Evelyn as if dragging her back: "Also! I'll leave you here It’s not because you’re the reincarnation of a princess! It’s not because you’re the only one within a thousand miles who knows how to code books! It’s because your parents have sponsored this library before they died! That’s the reason! May they rest in peace.”

Evelyn didn't know what happened to the curator today, she was so rude, but in the next second, she didn't have the energy to care about it.

"I think it's rude to let a beautiful lady clean up such a big mess."

Following Wu Jie's words and a snap of his fingers, the fallen bookshelves in the library began to recover, and those scattered books floated in mid-air, and then returned to their places one by one.

"So, I think we can have a good talk now, Director Medica of the Gravekeeper Clan."

10 minutes later, the curator's office.

"Who the hell are you? Is that magic? Does magic exist in this world? Can I learn it? You are"

In the curator's office, a group of people held a cup of hot tea in their hands.

"Evelyn! Get out!"

Under the stern reprimand of the curator, Evelyn reluctantly gave up pestering Wu Jie and was kicked out of the office.

"Sorry, she is my friend's child. Both her parents died since she was a child. She is currently my student and an employee of the museum. She is a little impulsive. Please taste the oriental tea that I treasure. It is a pity that it is popular in Europe. Put milk or sugar cubes in the tea, it is very difficult to drink this kind of tea, but these tea leaves are just a chance, I got them from a group of oriental travelers.”

The old curator was a different person at this moment, he couldn't see the previous appearance of rushing them out, he was completely like an old friend who was a family friend.

"Medica curator, when will your people arrive?"

The director Madigar who brought the tea to his mouth froze, and Chu Xuan pierced the window paper with one sentence, revealing the real intention of the old director.

"You can see that I called for rescue?"

The old curator clasped his hands slightly, and asked expressionlessly.

"Is it hard to guess? We have already told you that you belong to the family of tomb guards. Is it strange that you don't call for help in this situation?" Wu Jie picked up the tea and drank it down. After drinking, he didn't forget to sip Smacking his lips, he commented: "Curator, first of all, we are not hostile, otherwise we would not spend so long with you here, do you really think that the museum's defenses can stop us? If we really want to treat you Take a shot, do you think you can stop my telekinetic power?"

"Psychic power? Is that kind of spell? I can't stop it." The old curator nodded irresistibly, and said: "There is no need for casting materials, no need for casting spells, and no need for casting time. This kind of spell is in my There is no such thing as understanding.”

"does not exist?"

"Don't you know?" The old curator seemed to accept his fate, and he said slowly: "Spells, time, and materials for casting spells are the necessary conditions for casting spells."

"Spells are a way to call out magic power, time is the process of waiting for the magic power to echo, and spell-casting materials can help us cast spells better. In ancient times, some powerful people could not use spell-casting materials, and the time can also be shortened , but the spell I never knew that family's spellcasting didn't require a spell."

"Emerton needs it too?"

When the name of Emerton was uttered, the old curator stared at Wu Jie in front of him, his eyes full of hesitation.

"If you want to activate poison magic, my suggestion is OK, but it's not necessary." Wu Jie said without any panic, "First of all, I have a special constitution, not to mention that I am invulnerable to all poisons, but at least I can resist most toxins." , even if it is magic poison."

"Secondly, if I'm really going to be poisoned, I can also physically detoxify it by taking out the internal organs."

Looking at the shocked curator, Wu Jie asked with a smile, "Do you need me to demonstrate it to you?"

"No need."

The curator is completely at a loss. Although he still finds it difficult to accept that a human being (Wu Jie squeezed his face temporarily) can perform this kind of physical detoxification, he is convinced that his [Apophis' Fang] will indeed have no effect on Wu Jie.

If Wu Jie would be hurt by this magic, it would be impossible for him to drink the tea in the cup engraved with the totem of Apophis under the premise that he already knew the magic.

"So, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"I said, we are here to discuss cooperation." Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and said, "We will offer you an undeniable condition."

"Tell me." The old curator didn't think there was any condition that he, who had half a foot in the coffin, couldn't refuse.

Chu Xuan turned his head to the direction of the door and said loudly, "How about helping Egypt become independent?"

(End of this chapter)