"What is the meaning of this? Why have they suddenly become so agreeable? Weren't they looking like they wanted to swallow the Spear of Judgment just moments ago?" Jonathan suddenly asked, curiosity piqued.

The bearded man in black said with a bitter smile, "Because in our tribe, there is a legend: a warrior will arrive with the Spear of Judgment to slay the Scorpion King, finally eradicating the plague he left behind. Now, they firmly believe you are that warrior. After all, throwing the Spear of Judgment like you just did—that's something never before mentioned. So, rather than keeping this menace around, it’s better to have you deal with him while you're here. It's only an exchange for the treasures hidden beneath the Iron Great Wall. These old fellows have calculated it very precisely."

Zheng Zha, however, gave a wry smile and said, "It doesn't matter. Since I was the one who suggested finding the Scorpion King's treasure anyway, their thinking is understandable. Truthfully, the excavation of Hamunaptra this time relied heavily on your efforts. Without your personnel management, I’d probably be swamped from morning till night, hahaha. Actually, I should be the one thanking you."

The bearded man in black still wore a look of deep distress, giving another bitter smile. "This truly brings shame upon us desert men. By the way, Zheng Zha, can my adventure team include me? Staying here forever might cause my bones to grow moss. I might as well accompany you all for a change of scenery. Hahaha, are you welcoming me to join?" Although Zheng Zha's strength far surpassed everyone present, that was purely his combat prowess. In the world of horror movies, mere combat strength is not enough for survival. For example, he needed Xiao Honglv or Chu Xuan’s intellect, he needed Zhan Lan's mental scanning ability, he needed the long-range attack power of Zero Point or Zhang Heng. If they encountered injury or poisoning, Cheng Xiao’s exquisite medical skills would be the best aid. Therefore, upon returning to this horror movie world, he immediately summoned O'Connell and the others, and also sought help from the tribe guarding the black-bearded man. He knew that one person's power was always limited; what he needed were partners to fight alongside! "Of course, you are welcome, comrade."

Zheng Zha laughed heartily and extended his hand. The bearded man in black paused for a moment, then burst into laughter and clasped his hand firmly.

Afterward, everyone conferred. O'Connell planned to have Zheng Zha use the Green Goblin's glider to fly back to Cairo, as he intended to seek out a friend there who supposedly owned an airship capable of carrying everyone to that secret tomb. The rest of the group would remain here to await their return.

As Zheng Zha stepped onto the Green Goblin's glider, he noticed O'Connell looking on with envy. So, he immediately said with a smile, "You should try this glider too! It feels like you’re flying yourself, just be careful to maintain your balance. Although, I suggest you try a low-altitude flight first."

O'Connell did not refuse; it seemed Westerners disliked refusing things. He happily stepped onto the glider, but unfortunately, after a few attempts, he was only forced into a tumble back down, unable to gain even a few meters of altitude. Only then did he say with a bitter smile, "Too difficult. You really are a monster. How can anyone master such delicate balance?" Zheng Zha thought to himself that the Green Goblin's glider in the movie was designed for someone enhanced—a near-superhuman with astonishing strength and nerve reaction time, allowing them to fully control it. As for his own physical condition, it was effortless for him to wield the glider. Still, despite his thoughts, he only mumbled a couple of affirming sounds. Once O'Connell stood on the sidelines, Zheng Zha stepped onto the glider and swiftly soared away.

Regardless of how O'Connell found his friend, by the time Zheng Zha, O'Connell, and his Black friend returned to Hamunaptra of the Dead via the airship, it was already nighttime. The entire ruin was still brilliantly lit. These workers operated on three shifts, with one thousand men per shift, ensuring the task Zheng Zha assigned could be completed in the shortest possible time. Naturally, finishing the task ahead of schedule meant every worker would receive a relatively generous bonus, which explained the incredibly swift progress of the excavation in the City of the Dead.

When everyone disembarked from the airship, Evie was already running over excitedly, clutching a map. It turned out that after obtaining the elders' general description of the location, she had marked the tomb's specific position on the map and was just waiting for everyone to board the airship so she could guide them using the map.

"Don't even think about it. Don't say I didn't warn you; I'm very serious this time. In short..." O'Connell's roaring voice kept emanating from a tent, but it gradually grew fainter, until the entire tent began to shake slightly.

Zheng Zha and Jonathan both shook their heads; they were almost certain about O'Connell's helpless expression tomorrow. Evie would certainly accompany them into that tomb, making life difficult for a man, after all.

The two men clinked a bottle together, and Jonathan took a swig of brandy. "So, they all died at the hands of another team? Just like that Indian team back then?" Zheng Zha also took a drink of brandy and murmured, "That's right, they all died at the hands of another team, a team much stronger than that Indian team, stronger than our team. First, I need to revive everyone. In the future, we will definitely meet this team again, and I must defeat them then!" Jonathan took another drink. "We are happier, perhaps. We get drunk with wine, take the money we can, and flirt with beautiful women. Heh, although it seems ordinary, days like these are actually the happiest."

Zheng Zha looked silently toward the sky. "Perhaps. Perhaps these are the happiest days, too." The next day, everyone gathered near the airship. The four guides from the Guardian tribe, Zheng Zha, O'Connell, the bearded man in black, plus the Black pilot operating the airship—ten people in total—boarded sequentially. Fortunately, the airship was a medium-sized model, barely accommodating all ten. The Black pilot reluctantly started the engine, carrying the group toward the secret tomb.

"This tomb is said to have been constructed using the same techniques as Hamunaptra; meaning, it contains a large number of traps and mechanisms. So once inside, everyone must absolutely not wander around. Follow instructions for everything, especially do not press anything in particularly sensitive areas, otherwise, a massive collapse like Hamunaptra might occur. Do you understand?" Upon landing at the destination, the group was confronted by a seemingly unremarkable small cave. There was virtually no other architecture visible above ground. Compared to the majestic ruins of the City of the Dead, Hamunaptra, which still stood grandly thousands of years later, this tomb truly lived up to its name: secret. Perhaps nine out of ten people wouldn't even recognize this small cave as a tomb, assuming it was merely a sand sinkhole caused by a dune.

Evie stood at the mouth of the sand cave, lecturing everyone with a serious air. O'Connell, however, pinched her little nose hard before saying, "Stop with these useless speeches. Who here doesn't know the rules of these adventures? Uh, Evie, you stay outside to guard the airship. The rest of us will enter the tomb together."

Jonathan quickly spoke up, "Actually, I don't mind staying behind to guard the airship. Although it's tiring, if it's to serve everyone..." Before he finished speaking, the bearded man in black and Zheng Zha lifted him up together and headed into the tomb.

Evie rubbed her nose continuously, and after a while, she let out a sharp cry and ran in after them. Finally, the four somewhat bewildered Guardian guides exchanged glances and followed them into the tomb.

This tomb was far inferior to Hamunaptra, the City of the Dead. Firstly, in terms of environment and size: only the entrance hall was somewhat spacious; the passages were narrow, and the rooms inside were small. The entire tomb did not seem very large. Secondly, the environment felt somewhat damp, leading to the growth of many insects. At least the group saw scorpions and spiders.

"The Scorpion King, whom we also call the Demon Scorpion Emperor, is said to have been a warrior from Africa. He led his army intending to conquer the world, and the first nation he targeted was ancient Egypt. Thus, he sent his peasant army to attack Egypt, but they were halted before the city of Thebes. This battle lasted for twenty years in total, and finally, the Demon Scorpion Emperor was defeated outside Thebes and could only lead his remaining troops to flee into the Sacred Desert of Amshe."

"There, his subordinates died continuously until only he remained alive. When he was close to death, he made a wish to Anubis, the Egyptian God of Death: if his life was spared and he was allowed to conquer his enemies, he would offer up his soul. And so..." Evie narrated the legend of the Scorpion King as they walked.

Suddenly, Zheng Zha abruptly interrupted her: "Wait, hold on!" "Enter the horror movie scenario plot early, difficulty factor increased to maximum. Completion will yield double branch storyline points and reward points. Obtain the Scorpion King's bracelet within ten minutes, rewarded with four thousand reward points and two C-level branch storyline points. If not completed within ten minutes, the tomb will collapse, and five thousand reward points will be deducted."

The "Main God's" voice echoed coldly in Zheng Zha's ear, instantly chilling his heart to the core.