The reactions of the five were swift; Evie immediately ducked behind O’Connell, and Jonathan, eager to follow suit, was held back by O’Connell, who pulled him forward to shield himself. Together with the two Americans, they drew their weapons and aimed at the men in black.

The elderly museum director shrugged helplessly. "So, are you going to shoot, or are you going to hear why he's here? Sit down, and I'll tell you everything about us..." The group exchanged glances, ultimately resigning themselves to sitting down. After all, a living person could be killed by bullets, but a mummy could not be threatened by them. Thus, they preferred facing their former enemy head-on rather than associating with the gruesome, decaying mummy.

"...That's basically it. We belong to a secret organization, guarding the City of the Dead and its secrets. This has gone on for three thousand years. We eliminate any individual or... organization that attempts to lay a hand on the City of the Dead. We have sworn to do everything in our power to protect it, using any means or methods necessary, no matter what, to prevent the High Priest Imhotep from returning to the mortal world!" the director announced loudly to those around him.

The man in black frowned. "But because of you, our mission failed!" O’Connell and his companions looked somewhat embarrassed, but Evie stated seriously, "You're going to murder innocent people based on that excuse?" "For that monster's organization? Let me think..." The director and the man in black looked at each other, then spoke simultaneously, "Yes!" O’Connell's group was instantly silenced. After a long pause, O’Connell mumbled, "But why is he chasing us relentlessly? Just because we entered the pyramid? Didn't he betray the Pharaoh? Why would he still guard the Pharaoh's tomb?" The man in black explained, "It wasn't betrayal of the Pharaoh, but a betrayal of his duty as High Priest... And as a resurrected monster, he won't kill everyone who enters the tomb; he will only kill the one who opens the sacred chest. Every person he kills increases his power, and to resurrect his beloved Anck-su-namun, he must reclaim all the sacred canopic jars. That is why he is chasing you. Of course, the Book of the Dead you possess is also something he absolutely needs."

The two Americans instantly turned pale, while O’Connell said curiously, "The Book of the Dead? Zheng Zha and the others took it. Speaking of which... when Zheng Zha used the Book of the Dead, he actually summoned a sandstorm. Have you been guarding the tomb for thousands of years and never knew the Book of the Dead possessed such immense power?" The director and the man in black simultaneously shouted, "Impossible!" After shouting, they stared at each other in astonishment because, from O’Connell's tone, he didn't seem to be joking, and indeed, the Book of the Dead was not on any of the five of them.

The director immediately stood up, agitated. "If that's the case, maybe we really can get rid of that monster... Someone who can wield the power of the Book of the Dead? Our historical records mention that some high priests could use the Book of the Dead's power. After they used it, a death god's mark would appear on their hands, and before they died, no one else could use the Book of the Dead, not even the spell that can resurrect the dead just by reciting it. So, as long as that fellow named Zheng Zha remains alive, Imhotep cannot use the Book of the Dead!" The man in black also exclaimed excitedly, "Not only that, if he can use the Book of the Dead's power, perhaps he can fight that monster. Then we would have time to calmly find a way to destroy it!" O’Connell quickly asked, "Then do you have a way to destroy it?" "A way to destroy it?" The director and the man in black glanced at each other again, speaking in unison, "Of course not!" O’Connell and his group once again rubbed their foreheads, the atmosphere becoming quite strange, until Evie suddenly asked, "Aren't there two books? One Book of the Dead, and one Book of Life? If the Book of the Dead brings that undead monster into being, then can the Book of Life kill that monster?" The man in black said helplessly, "Although we are the tomb guardians, we do not manage these two sacred texts. In fact, we are not permitted to enter the tomb without cause. As descendants of the Pharaoh's guards, the City of the Dead is a sacred place to us—a place where the dead sleep peacefully. We should not disturb their tranquility."

Evie quickly pleaded, "I understand, I understand, but aren't we trying to save the world right now? No one wants that undead monster to be fully resurrected, do they? Then going to retrieve the Book of Life to kill it... isn't that also your duty?" The director and the man in black were instantly struck speechless. Then Evie seemed to recall something, realizing suddenly, "Oh, right, you mentioned the name Anck-su-namun just now, didn't you? That monster kept calling me by that name when we were in the tomb. Does that have something to do with this?" The director and the man in black stared at each other in surprise once more. The director quickly stated, "According to our historical records, the reason he received the curse of the scarabs was actually for this woman named Anck-su-namun... He must think you are Anck-su-namun reincarnated. If he wants to resurrect Anck-su-namun, besides needing the Book of the Dead, he also requires a living sacrifice. That sacrifice must be..." "It must be me?" Evie feigned an expression of "Oh my God," speaking while continuously ascending the stairs to the second floor, then stopping beside a large stone stele, repeatedly stroking the ancient Egyptian script carved upon it.

"According to the research of archaeologists, the Book of Resurrection, which is the Book of Life, is hidden inside the statue of the god of the dead. However, we found... the Book of the Dead inside the statue of the god of the dead. So those archaeologists were completely wrong; inside the statue of the god of the dead is only the Book of the Dead, which represents death. Thus, they confused the hiding places of the two books..." "If I'm not mistaken, the Book of Life must be hidden inside... the statue of the sun god!" "That’s right! The Book of Resurrection is indeed within the statue of the sun god, but... you probably won't be seeing that book!" A voice suddenly sounded from above Evie. Everyone looked up to see a lean man, completely dark-skinned, holding a strange curved scimitar, standing in the second-floor window. The glass there had, at some unknown time, been removed by the lean man. He laughed arrogantly and leaped down from the window frame, his scimitar slashing directly toward Evie’s head! Crack-crack-crack! A burst of gunfire erupted. While still in mid-air, the lean man was hit by a volley of submachine gun rounds. Before he could even let out a scream, the barrage of bullets sent him flying over ten meters away, crashing into several bookshelves. At that exact moment, everyone saw Zheng Zha and the others break through a window on the opposite side and charge directly into the museum from there! Leaping to