"Have you heard? His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh made a covenant with the King of Atlantis."
"What agreement?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh must build a city within eight days. If he fails..."
"What's wrong if you can't make it? Tell me!"
"If it cannot be built, then His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh will have to honor the monarch of Atlantis as the king."
"What?!"
......
Early in the morning, people in Cairo immediately started discussing it.
The news spread quickly, and soon almost all the people in Cairo knew the news.
Everyone was surprised when they heard the news.
"Could it be that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh..."
"He's going to use his 'divine power' again?!"
Of course, what they were worried about was not that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh could not complete the task, but that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh might once again use his divine power to create a miracle.
After all, everyone in Cairo knew the story about the Barracks and the Farm.
Stories about houses that were built in just a moment.
Not only that, they didn't know how many times they had heard the story of a man with golden light cutting down an entire forest in the blink of an eye.
In short, today is the last day of the bet between Linke and King Arthas of Atlantis.
The answer to the question of whether Lin Ke can build a city within ten days will be revealed in the near future.
At this time, Nan Tong and Kamul stood on the city wall, looking into the distance.
It was still an empty desert, close to the Nile River, and there was no sign of any construction at all.
Kamul frowned and asked in a low voice: "Lord Nantong, do you think His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh can really do it?"
"There's not even a brick or stone prepared in the city, let alone other materials."
"Except for the three people emitting golden light who were escorted out of the city by the [Masters of Heka] a few days ago, there is nothing else."
"But they look nothing like [the builders] and they move very slowly."
Nan Tong smiled slightly and looked into the other person's eyes: "General Kamul, you have followed His Majesty the Saint Pharaoh for many years, don't you know him well?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh never does anything without confidence. Those three people with golden light you saw might be..."
Kamul nodded slowly: "Yes, but I still think this is incredible."
"That means building a city, a city that can accommodate tens of thousands of people."
At the same time, two foreigners who had sneaked into Cairo last night were blending in with the crowd, listening to the discussions of the people around them.
They wore long robes and turbans wrapped around their heads, covering most of their faces.
One of them whispered to his companion, "Did you hear that?"
"It's crazy that the Holy Pharaoh of Holy Egypt made a bet with the King of Atlantis to build a city in ten days."
His companion shook his head, saying with some disdain: "It's simply a fantasy!"
“It takes a lot of manpower and resources just to move the materials, let alone build it.”
"Is this Saint Pharaoh crazy?"
The two were talking in low voices when they suddenly heard a commoner nearby excitedly say, "It's this direction, it's this direction!"
"Just wait!"
The two foreigners followed the people's gaze and saw that the desert in the distance was still empty.
They couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, what are you looking at? There's nothing there."
The commoner turned around with an excited smile on his face: "Don't you know?"
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh wants to build a city for Atlantis! Today is the last day."
One of the Gentiles couldn't help laughing out loud: "Brother, how is this possible?"
"It will take several months just to move the materials. What's wrong with you?"
The people shook their heads and said firmly, "You...you are from foreign countries, right? No wonder you know nothing."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh can always make the impossible possible. I am too lazy to explain it to you. Just wait and see!"
Another foreigner sneered, "This is not a question of possibility! Are all of you holy Egyptians bewitched?"
When the commoner heard this, he frowned, seeming a little displeased with their doubts: "Since you don't believe it, do you dare to take a gamble?"
"What are you betting on?" asked the foreigner.
The people said angrily, "Let's bet all the money and property you have."
"If His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh really builds the city, you will give me the money. If not, I will give you double the money."
The two foreigners looked at each other, and a hint of greed flashed in their eyes.
Isn't this just giving money?
They didn't have much money on them, but if it could be doubled, it would be a considerable income.
So, the two of them discussed it: "Double the money! Isn't this free money?"
"Yes! I can go buy some bread later!"
One of them nodded and said, "Okay, let's bet!"
Just as they finished speaking, a low roar suddenly came from the distant sky.
“Boom boom!”
Everyone looked up and saw a huge golden beam of light falling from the sky and landing directly on the desert in the distance.
In the light column, countless bricks, stones, wood and metal materials could be vaguely seen spinning rapidly, as if controlled by an invisible force.
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