Chapter 225: Journey to the Middle East (End) The Ye Family Compound stockpiling goods for the end of the world...

After a long time, half of the wounds on Ye Mo's body had healed automatically due to her high physique, and the remaining half of the internal injuries were mostly related to the cold dark energy.

She threw three pills into her mouth, and the medicine melted in her mouth. Then a warm current circulated inside her body. After about 10 minutes, the wounds were mostly healed.

With a somersault, she stood up.

Ye Mo took out an ordinary tent from the storage space, changed out of the tattered camouflage uniform, washed up simply, and then put on clean and tidy casual clothes.

She put on the golden mask again, crushed the space key, and left the Western Desert.

Ye Mo's spatial coordinates were precisely located at the puppet cat in Wang Xue's hand, and when she appeared at the minaret, she saw Wang Xue stroking a cat while letting another puppet cat chase its tail and run in circles, which was extremely boring.

Clearing her throat: "Ahem!"

Wang Xue looked up immediately when she heard the familiar voice, her eyes lit up, and without saying a word, she opened her arms and flew over to give Ye Mo a full and enthusiastic bear hug.

"Sister Jing, I thought of you!"

Ye Mo stretched out his right hand, but still did not lift the 1.8-meter-tall girl aside. Instead, he patted her on the back, and everything was self-evident.

Ji Li's complexion was still not very good-looking. A small part of the energy absorbed by his body had not been fully digested. With dark circles under his eyes and purple lips, he looked particularly gloomy, much worse than Ye Mo, including his smile.

"Has it been solved?"

"Solved," Ye Mo nodded. "Even if there are other real copies of ancient Egypt, it won't be as serious as this time. It may be similar to the previous two real copies."

But it won't be in Cairo, Egypt, and there is little possibility of the Sudanese pyramids, because these two places have been almost excavated by them.

There are not many people in the minaret now. After all, the time has dragged on for too long. Not to mention the small and medium-sized survivors, Bella and Arthur also left in the solar eclipse not long ago. Among the large groups, only the Indian group and the Russian group are there.

The main force of the Russian werewolf group is also gone, and the Indian woman Banglani Shannon stayed.

Ye Mo couldn't explain to them that the solar eclipse was caused by the confrontation with the goddess Nut. This goddess can cover the sky and the sun when she is ruthless. She just killed her husband.

When the remaining survivors heard Ye Mo's answer "solved", they still burst into enthusiastic cheers, different languages, the same emotion.

The survivors from the Middle Eastern countries took the initiative to step forward. They thanked the Chinese Bureau of Investigation and Ye Mo, and they were very grateful to Ye Mo. Ye Mo broke their thousands of years of deep-rooted beliefs and ideas about the significance of women's existence.

Many people have already reflected on it. They will be the ones who are eliminated in the end if they keep making mistakes.

Lani Shannon also came to thank them. If it weren't for Ji Li's final hand, she might have died in Egypt.

She sent the invitation again. Her Chinese was very standard but with a strong curry accent: "Ancient India is also one of the four ancient civilizations. There are Prithvi, Brahma, Shiva, Vishnu, Lakshir, Parvati, Durga, Kali, Asura, etc. There must be many real copies. Welcome to visit India. You will definitely like it here." "I

will go and see it if I have the chance." Ye Mo reached out and held her hand.

In addition to the Indian women's group, other survivors also took the opportunity to come and get acquainted. Since the strategic relationship between these groups and China is not bad at present, for the sake of world peace, Ye Mo responded with an awkward but polite smile.

In fact, it is not necessary.

After all, her face is covered by a mask, and just standing there is the most favorable posture for the African investigation.

The diplomats of the survivors were both highly intelligent and emotionally intelligent. They would not embarrass anyone, nor would they delay for too long. Their purpose was just to show up.

The meeting ended in a short period of time. Perhaps only a dozen news photos were taken. Of course, once the battle was over, these news photos automatically ignored the close-up of Ye Mo and the other three.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Mo and the other three could leave Egypt and return home with the non-investigation members.

As soon as they left the minaret, nearly 100,000 local people who had been waiting for a long time gathered outside the minaret.

The scene was bustling with enthusiastic cheers, applause, and inaudible Chinese.

It seemed that it was difficult to move forward.

Fortunately, they did not need to move forward. Ye Mo released the Flying Tiger Monster Armor from the storage space and formed a seal with one hand. Wang Xue, Ji Li, and the non-investigation bureau members all took off with the wind and returned to the armor one by one.

The Chinese fighter planes were still trapped here.

Amid the cheers of the local Egyptian people, the Flying Tiger Monster flew higher and higher, farther and farther, until it turned into a small dot and disappeared completely.

...

On the armor, Ye Mo roughly drew a realistic copy of ancient Egypt, including the nine fallen gods, with much more details than in the closing meeting.

"The feathers were destroyed when Osiris fell into the abyss, but the Book of the Dead can be copied. Maybe we can make a similar book of life and death. To be precise, it is a book of death. Life - I have not yet understood enough."

The others were all speechless: ... The gap is too big, there are too many complaints, I don't know where to start complaining.

But no matter what, Ye Mo's strength has refreshed their concepts again. Although Ye Mo said that the strength of those fallen gods has been greatly reduced, some of them are seeking liberation.

But that is the legendary god after all!

A human who has fought against the gods and won, they don't know if he can be called a human anymore.

Unconscious.

Ye Mo, who was almost defined as a non-human, frowned and asked when she was about to return to the Chinese airspace: "At an altitude of 6,845 meters, can you fly the plane?"

The pilot was confused: "No."

Who can fly a plane directly at an altitude of more than 6,000 meters? How is this possible? !

Ye Mo told her that she could, such a good opportunity must not be wasted.

Therefore, everyone was transferred to the plane, and Ye Mo and a pilot sat in the cockpit, controlling the plane with mental power while flying the plane for the first time in her life.

She doesn't have a pilot's license yet!

However, the dozens of people who completely handed their lives to Ye Mo did not feel any sense of life and death tension at all. They believed that even if the plane was really broken by her, she could bring them to the ground safely.

So while Ji Li was lying on his knees absorbing energy, Wang Xue even tried to enter the cockpit and join in the chaos, but was persuaded by Yin Hong.

In the cockpit, under the guidance of the pilot, Ye Mo quickly learned the basics of pitch, yaw and roll. The structure of the aircraft was also in her mind. Later, she really flew the plane in mid-air.

Although the process was a bit bumpy at the beginning, it was nothing for the survivors.

The pilot was stunned: "..."

Ye Mo was in a good mood. The aircraft route really became a show of skill in her hands. In fact, she was not showing off her skills, but practicing the functions of the aircraft.

Ideals and reality are different. Flying a plane gave her a lot of inspiration from the air.

"Okay!"

The pilot closed his stunned chin, sat aside, and responsibly followed the air traffic control tower to report their messy routes.

Tower staff: "Huh? Where are you?"

"No need to clear the route, as long as other pilots are not scared by our plane." The pilot said the seemingly nonsense seriously.

Tower staff: "..."

Finally answered the military airport in Beijing, China. As soon as he got off the car, the non-investigation bureau said that they could give Ye Mo a plane, any model, free of charge, not included in the reward.

In fact, tanks, airplanes, aircraft carriers, rockets, satellites, etc. are also no problem.

Ye Mo replied happily, "Thank you."

After bidding farewell to the non-investigation bureau, the three of them teleported back to the courtyard of Majing Hutong. Watson was there too. He stood in the dancing peach blossoms, his smile as gentle as ever. With so many words to say, he only said one sentence: "Welcome back."

"Haha, we're back!"

Wang Xue was the first to step forward and gave Watson a warm hug back. Although Watson did not go to Egypt, he has always been with them. This is a companion.

Ye Mo smiled, and Ji Li also smiled.

In this ancient Egyptian copy, Ji Li truly felt the beauty of having companions, not only because his companions are strong, but also because of this priceless friendship.

Taking advantage of the warm reunion day, Wang Xue suddenly made a suggestion: "Such a day worth celebrating, why don't we celebrate it well, here or go to the beach? If we go to the beach, the little velociraptor can also come with us..."

"Let's talk about it after Ji Li's injury gets better!" Watson saw that Ji Li was wrong. He had already thought of some healing techniques and potions that could be useful for necromancers and zombies. At the same time, he said to Ye Mo and the others, "I think it's better for you to have lunch next door today, and chat in other groups."

Ye Mo: "???"

Watson replied: "The events of ancient Egypt are already known to the world, and you were sent out on a survivor mission. It's not hard to guess that Grandma Ye, Aunt Zhang, and Aunt Wang are all very worried."

This is also the reason why Watson has been staying in Beijing. Even with the persuasion of Watson and the national leaders, and even with Wang Xue's call, they said they were relieved on the surface, but how could they really be relieved?

In the past few days, the atmosphere next door has been much heavier.

The same is true for Ji Li. Although his family didn't know that he was on a non-investigation mission, they couldn't help but worry about the only survivor in the family when the doomsday might come.

Hearing this, Ye Mo nodded to Watson and Ji Li who took out his phone, and quickened his pace with Wang Xue to walk to the courtyard next door.

After entering the courtyard gate and going around the shadow green wall,

they saw that there were a lot of things piled up in the courtyard, such as generators, rice, canned meat, canned fruit, bottled water, dried fruit, salt, kettles, paper towels, tents, hardware tools, ropes, flashlight batteries.

The above is just the tip of the iceberg, there are still many unopened express boxes in the yard.

Ye Mo's steps suddenly stopped and he asked, "Are you stockpiling goods?"