Vol 11: Chapter 2-1. (2/2)
The curator laughed lightly. ”They are of course doing well. They just returned from honeymoon in Africa not long ago. They bought a house in England with the gold you gave them and living a well off life. However, that woman couldn’t keep herself in one place. Since the Book of the Dead is actually real, she firmly believes there are numerous hidden treasures in the world, like the Mayan golden mask that turns people into vampires, and the seven crystal skulls of Alantis. She had gone crazy thinking of treasures. I received a letter from her a while ago. She hoped I can send a letter to her on behalf of the museum to trick O'Connell into letting her go on adventures.”
Zheng giggled. That actually seemed like what Evelyn would do. O'Connell couldn’t get some peace even after they got married. ”Can you get in contact with them? Invite them to Cairo on my behalf. Just say I need their help. A comrade that once fought with them needs their help.”
The curator sighed. ”They should receive the message pretty quick with telegraph, but it takes about ten days to get here from England. If they start moving as soon as possible, you should see them in half a month.”
Zheng nodded. ”Then I will leave it to you. I need to hire a large number of people so I need money. Can you contact a well known bank? One that has good reputation over the world. Because I need to sell a lot of gold.”
”For a bank with good international reputation, the English Barclays bank that has a branch in Cairo is a good choice. America's Citibank and some others are also…”
Zheng said. ”Citibank then. I have heard of it. It's reputable over the world. Oh and curator, help me prepare a concealed room. I can't just go over with the gold.”
The curator was confused by what Zheng meant but he found an empty room for Zheng. Then he watched as Zheng took out a bag and started pouring. An endless stream of gold bars poured out like a magic show. Zheng stopped when the gold reached one cubic meter. Then he said to the curator with a smile. ”Is one cubic meter enough? It's a little more than 19 tons. I wonder if Citibank can take them all.”
The curator stared with his mouth open in shock. Though his attention wasn't at the gold but the dimensional bag. He jumped at Zheng and grabbed the bag at once.
Zheng didn't care much and handed it over to him. ”Go take a look. Be careful not to point the opening down, or the things inside will fall out.”
The curator couldn't hear his words anymore. He studied the bag with full concentration, then put his hand inside. Zheng ignored his excitement and dragged him out the museum. He didn’t have the time to waste. He had to exchange the gold, to hire workers, to arrange the transportation of supplies for the workers, and discuss with the Medjai to protect the workers' safety and monitor the excavation.”
”Anyway, do what I can do first, exchange the gold, get people, and send the telegraph.”
Zheng said as he dragged the curator along. At the same time, he was more sure of his guess. God wouldn't leave these worlds behind without a reason. If it took so many points and a rank D reward to enter, there should be a use for these worlds. He believed he could obtain the Scorpion King's treasure. Even if it gives no points, the army of Anubis alone is worth the risk.
”Do your best to grow stronger. For survival, and for revenge!”