My Boss, the White-haired Nun

If life is infinite, how many years can a person's mentality be young.

Gong Ming didn't know how other people answered this question.But his own words, two hundred and seventy-two years ago, were already the answer to this answer.

After that, he liked to deal with old people, and no longer pretended to be a newcomer from outside to hang out among young people. He liked to watch young people grow up slowly, and had the greatest joy for a new life.

just now...

He pulled his thoughts back from the memory, put away the cigarette in his hand, and looked into the air beyond the window sill.

"It's really inexperienced, these guys from the African branch..."

He looked at the black shadows floating there at unknown times outside the balcony in front of him.Thinking back to the Valkyrie who just left and connected with him, she shook her head helplessly.

"I think she is not young, not only impulsive and reckless, but also so lack of vigilance - is she really an A-rank Valkyrie..."

More than a dozen groups of black shadows suspended in mid-air have already surrounded the place, not saying a word to the man's complaints.

Well, here is the seventeenth floor, more than fifty meters high.

"However, there is no way. Tolerating the immaturity of the younger generation is the duty of the elders. What can I do? I am also desperate."

He shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and picked up the gun that had been thrown on the table before.

"Speaking of which, a group of you surrounded this place... didn't you assign one or two people to do something to my younger lady?"

He tilted his head, looking at the black figure in front of him.

That thing should not be black, but something like mist covered the surface of their bodies, blocking Gong Ming's sight.

"The purpose of saving her life is to find you. Since you have appeared, she is naturally worthless."

A hoarse voice sounded in the space, like torn gongs and drums.

One of them floated forward for a short distance, and the black mist began to spread over its body, revealing a shriveled body wrapped in white linen underneath.

mummy?Those lunatics in ancient Egypt really touched the edge of taboo...

Gong Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.But there was no expression on his face, but he continued to speak in that lazy tone.

"Really? Well, it seems that our side has to end as soon as possible."

"Are you going to save her? If it's not that we have been in the dust for too long and can't understand the current language. The conversation between you just now should not be very friendly?"

The head mummy said so, his voice was so hoarse that it seemed that the sound was not produced by the vibration of the vocal cords, but the sound produced by the friction of sand and gravel.

"Indeed, that little girl really doesn't please me very much." Gong Ming nodded, and then smiled softly. "But there is no way, this is my job. Whether I like her or not doesn't affect the nature of my job. As long as she doesn't threaten to have a negative impact on human beings beyond the limit, I have an obligation to protect her life."

"So, do you have anything to do with me?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark figures in front of him. "Should I start the fight directly or follow the procedure?"

"Are you sure you want to go into this muddy water?"

The hoarse voice sounded again, reaching Gong Ming's ears.The black shadows in his sight also gradually dissipated, revealing the withered body below.

"The former king is tolerant. We are people from the dead country. We don't mean to have any malice towards human beings, and we don't want to return to this world again." The leader held a scepter, and there was a faint flame burning on his face wrapped in linen.

"It's just that they violated a taboo, so they must pay for it!"

"..."

Hearing this statement, Gong Ming was silent for a moment, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

He probably understood what they meant.

Thousands of years ago, the ancient Egyptian pharaoh discovered the fragments left by the last civilization era, touched the taboo area, and created the undead.However, they obviously understood the danger of such things, so they sealed up those civilizations and did not allow future generations to touch them.

The people of the African branch also had conflicts with them when they explored the ruins, awakening them from their slumber, and a fight broke out.

However, for Destiny, their existence also confirmed from one aspect that the fragment of civilization is indeed in their hands.

This kind of work...

The corners of his mouth twitched.

I have a headache...

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"Huh... alright." Gong Ming was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

"Can we talk?"

In a sense, in Gong Ming's eyes, the existence of these pharaohs was not fundamentally different from what the people in the African branch did in their eyes.It also wants to explore the fragments of civilization left by the last era.

Too much technology beyond the world is a crime in itself, and Gong Ming and the pharaohs in front of him are aware of this, so if these technologies already exist, then they are in the hands of those who can keep them.

These people were once these pharaohs before them.But now, it should be fate's turn.

"You used to be the [real] people who controlled the world, but now it's our turn. I think we should be qualified to pass on these things from your hands."

"Whether you are qualified or not is not a matter of words." Pharaoh looked at the man in front of him and spoke calmly.The night wind blew the rotting white linen fluttering around his body, like gray moths in the void.

Full of the breath of decay and death.

"If you can prove that you are indeed qualified, then we will naturally entrust it to you. If you can't, then you are thieves who are trying to meddle in the taboo. If it is you, you should be able to understand."

"...Then how do we prove it to you? There are many things that are difficult for you to understand now, right?"

Gong Ming pursed his lips and said.