For example, if the cargo is destined for the rectum, it ends up in the stomach.
—Wait, does this also count as eating shit?
After the Pharaoh installed his organs, he raised his hand to the scientists who were looking at the laboratory through the glass.
——Are you going to use your ability again?
——If you can’t use it, just give up!
Just as Masha complained in his heart, Pharaoh returned empty-handed this time.
So he said something to the scientists on the other side of the glass.
The voice of the person who had just negotiated with the Pharaoh in ancient Egyptian came from the loudspeaker - of course he was speaking English. Masha even suspected that these people had forgotten to turn off the microphone on the table, which was why Masha heard the English conversation.
"I think this person wants us to give him something now. But I don't know what he wants specifically. He said a word, and I have never seen the corresponding cuneiform for this word, so I don't know what it means. I also can't think of any root in ancient Egyptian related to this word."
As Masha listened to the scientists' conversation, he thought that this word, for which the scientists could not find the root, was probably the Ancient Egyptian word for "superpower."
Pharaoh now probably believes that it was these scientists who took away his invincible ability.
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Chapter 544: Motor (Part )
Masha watched from the side, waiting to see what the powerless Pharaoh would do.
Anyway, it’s none of his business. It seems that the Pharaoh doesn’t even have the ability to sense him. If the Pharaoh can’t sense it, then the American scientists will be even less able to sense it.
He is like air now and can watch the show calmly.
——Speaking of which, does my out-of-body experience mean that my soul is strong enough to temporarily leave my body?
——Or is this a special phenomenon occurring under special conditions?
——If it’s the latter, would it be dangerous if the soul stays out of the body for a long time?
Masha looked down at his hands and feet.
——If there is danger, will the hands and feet become transparent like in animations and movies?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Masha felt that his hands seemed to be a little transparent.
——Don't panic, it's a technical adjustment! No, it's a psychological effect!
However, no matter how Masha looked at it, she felt that she was really becoming transparent.
——Shit, it’s the motor! I have to find a way to get back! I don’t know if waking up my real self will work.
—What if waking up in an out-of-body state causes the connection between the soul and the body to be forcibly severed or something? That would be GG.
——But you have to do something to try it.
He decided to first use the experience he had accumulated with the dream gyroscope and try to actively end his sleeping state.
However, it was of no use.
At this time, the pharaoh seemed to be trying to use his authority to threaten American scientists - he might still think that the ancient Egyptian empire is still alive.
Masha was too lazy to care for the time being.
——Why didn’t I think of this earlier?
——I was just busy watching the air battle and the resurrection of the Pharaoh.
——But, air combat is a man’s romance, you can’t blame me!
——As for the resurrection of the Pharaoh, that is... the romance of the spiritual ancient Egyptians! Yes, I am the spiritual Egyptian, no, the spiritual ancient Egyptian!
After Masha defended himself, he began to recall how this kind of situation was dealt with in the immortal cultivation novels.
However, Masha seldom read novels about cultivating immortals, and none of them left a deep impression on him. Now he couldn't even remember the relevant plots at all.
Masha decided to use the third method -
In a dream, as long as you create a feeling of falling, you can wake up on your own, so jumping off a building is the most efficient way to wake up from a dream.
Then the problem arose. Masha was fixed on the Pharaoh's head. Although he was floating, he seemed to be locked in a relative coordinate range and could not move.
Jump off the building, failed!
Masha slapped himself hard.
——Dry, no pain.
The plan to slap myself and use the pain to force myself to wake up failed!
If you think about it carefully, I have no entity, so it's good that my hand didn't go directly through my face. This means that even though I have no entity, at least I have a collision model.
Masha looked at his hand and found that the color was lighter. He could now see the scene on the other side through his arm.
—Shit, it’s gonna be bad!
At this time, Pharaoh suddenly moved.
While Masha was minding his own business, the Pharaoh seemed to have completed some deal with the scientists. Now several mercenaries entered the room cautiously, and then the Pharaoh rushed directly towards them.
Masha had no time to appreciate the action scenes starring the Pharaoh, because he was fixed on the Pharaoh's head, and when the Pharaoh moved violently, he also moved violently.
He was clearly a spirit, but now he felt like vomiting.
Jocel used his neat physical skills to dodge the axis of the gun, knocking down two mercenaries in succession, before being shot by the third mercenary.
But it seemed that the submachine gun bullets had no effect on the Pharaoh's already stiff body.
The Pharaoh knocked down the last of the mercenaries, then grabbed one of them and pressed him directly onto his golden coffin.
The unfortunate creature shrank quickly, and at the same time something flowed from the golden coffin into the pharaoh's mummy body.
Although he couldn't see his expression, Masha always felt that the mummy's behavior at this moment should be similar to those of drug addicts.
After draining one man dry, Pharaoh threw away the remaining residue and began to remove the bandage on his head.
The next moment, a skeleton with some flesh and blood growing on it appeared in Masha's sight.
To be honest, ordinary people would lose their minds drastically when seeing this skeleton.
The scientists on the other side of the glass were apparently already "rolling the dice to make a decision", and those who failed the decision covered their faces and screamed in fear.
But Masha was fine - although the skeleton was scary, it was not as scary as the fact that she was disappearing!
——Let me return to my body!
Masha screamed silently.
Pharaoh shouted: "Ah!"
It grabbed another person who had just woken up from his coma and pressed him onto the golden coffin again.
This time, because there is no shroud, we can see how happy the mummy is when it absorbs life.
Masha looked at the skull who was enjoying himself through his hand which was already 80% transparent.
——Wait a minute, my problem now is that the soul has no body to fix it, and its own strength is not enough to maintain its existence in the real world.
——Then I just need to find a container to fix it, right?
——Or, how about I find someone to possess me and that be all?
——I don’t know how to possess someone, but…
Masha looked at his hands whose transparency was still increasing and decided to take a risk.
He remembered that his father once taught him that when life is hanging by a thread, it is better to take a gamble than to leave it to fate. After all, life is hanging by a thread and there is nothing to lose.
This is probably Ma Zili's experience after escaping death countless times.
To be honest, now it doesn't necessarily mean that everything will end after becoming completely transparent. Maybe it will just return to the original body.
Maybe it's really just psychological.
After all, no one in the world has ever experienced this situation. No one knows what exactly happened to Masha, and no one is sure what the correct response is now.
Therefore, the possibility exists that "doing nothing is the best response."
But Masha wanted to control his own destiny.
Rather than doing nothing and betting on the odds, Masha chooses to do something and then bet on the odds.
Masha leaned over and stretched out his hand toward the golden coffin.
The center point of his body was restricted to a specific relative coordinate, but his posture was not restricted, so it was no problem for him to reach out and touch the golden coffin or something like that.
——Well, out of reach.
——My arms are not long enough!
——But I can still stretch my legs!
At this time, the Pharaoh, who had sucked a mercenary, let out a wail, because there was still not much flesh on his face, and it was still a horrible, bloody skeleton.
More mercenaries rushed into the room and started shooting at the Pharaoh. The intensive firepower hit the Pharaoh. Even with Pharaoh's skills, he could not avoid such a rain of bullets.
At this moment, Masha's feet touched the golden coffin.
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Chapter 545: Forget about you, a Pharaoh, even if Amon comes, it will be useless (Part )
The next moment, Masha was standing in the Egyptian-style palace where he fought the black fog monster.
The throne in the distance was exactly the same as in Masha's memory.
The face of the person sitting on the throne was somewhat similar to that of the black fog monster.
——No, they are just different parts of the same person!
The man looked at Masha with a shocked expression: "Who is it?"
Masha was surprised to find that he understood ancient Egyptian.
——Oh! Although I don’t know the specific reason, it is obvious that there is a connection between us, which allowed me to master ancient Egyptian!
——That’s right! The common language means that we can fool people!
Masha was about to trick the other party, but he was just looking around.
"No, I wasn't here just now. I was in a house made of iron. The floor and walls were made of top-notch steel that my empire couldn't forge. A long, long time must have passed. My palace shouldn't remain unchanged."
——Fuck, can we please not have an intelligent enemy suddenly appear? Isn't it always that I do whatever I want and the enemy over-interprets and gets fooled around?
Although Masha complained, he actually immediately accepted the fact that the enemy was very intelligent and he might not be able to fool them by overwhelming them with their intelligence.
He immediately changed his original strategy: "Indeed, welcome to the 21st century, specifically, Egypt about years after the end of your dynasty."
"Huh, it seems you are his descendant."
——Hmm? Him?
Masha instinctively felt that answering "yes" here would be disastrous.
"I am a magician of the Clock Tower. My ancestors were pirates of the North Sea. Both the era and the region where they were active are very different from your country, so I guess I am probably not a descendant of the one you know."
The Pharaoh stared at Masha for a long time before he said, "So that's it. Now, pledge your loyalty to me, wizard."
Masha: “I refuse.”
Pharaoh stared at Masha, anger evident on his face.
Suddenly, as if smelling something, he walked towards Masha with a frown: "You smell... of me. You... it's you! It's you who took away my power!"
