Chapter 58 Black Toothpaste
"Let's go, Lao Liu. Alto is still waiting for us. Maybe he can use his connections to give us a chance to see him."
do not know why.
Jinian felt particularly happy, the leaf pattern on the back of his hand glowed faintly, and in less than a moment, two pixel-style "Dodge Tomahawks" were created.
"——This rising star!"
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Central area of Cairo.
In the temple of Ra, the sun god and the chief of the nine gods, the atmosphere is solemn and mysterious. In the center of the spacious hall, the towering statue of the sun god exudes an awe-inspiring light.
suddenly.
A striking silver-haired figure quietly appeared. Her figure was elegant, her silver hair fluttering gently in the wind, and the sunlight shone through the windows of the temple onto her, outlining her fair skin.
Altoli stood there quietly, staring at the solemn statue of the sun, her eyes revealing a deep malice.
As time went by, her presence gradually attracted the attention of others. People looked at this mysterious man curiously, but no one dared to disturb him easily.
Suddenly, a voice was heard.
"Alto dear~~~"
"I didn't expect to meet you here today. I'm so lucky!"
Tutankhamun, dressed in royal robes, walked towards the man, showing his iconic big white teeth.
"Isn't this the respected Black Toothpaste? Why aren't you going to shoot the commercial today? I remember there are still many deficits in the royal treasury that have not been replenished." Altoli hid a hint of malice in her eyes.
At the same time smiling back.
The guards behind Tutankhamun were shocked that the silver-haired man in front of them actually said the forbidden word in front of the Pharaoh!
"toothpaste."
Normally, whenever someone says this word, the Nile crocodile will get an extra meal.
Ever since the sun god agreed to the advice given by the agent of Isis, the god of life, the income of the royal treasury has shown a downward trend.
After all, most of the wealth is in the hands of those merchants. In the past, the gods stipulated that there can only be one ruler, but this rule was broken.
When businessmen have money, they naturally want power.
Therefore, those businessmen who should pay taxes according to regulations, although they are obedient on the surface, are secretly disobeying them. They always adopt a strategy of procrastination on tax issues, and are simply a group of "deadbeats".
As soon as he sent his guards to collect the taxes by force, the merchants fled far away.
Faced with this situation, even though Tutankhamun was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, he could only suppress it helplessly in his heart.
The bottom line of the Egyptian gods is the strengthening of faith. If I kill them all, it will be disadvantageous.
Later, he took the advice of his confidants, became his own capital, started to create his own products, and filmed advertisements for his own products, such as -
Black toothpaste.
Unfortunately, the response was mediocre. It was understandable that these means of production had already been divided up by others. However, he still found other ways.
But those commercials were the most shameful thing for Tutankhamun. Although he deleted all the related videos and settled the score later, he sent the confidant to see Osiris, the god of the underworld...
But this stain can never be erased.
Looking at the grinning Altori, Tutankhamun paused for a moment, then opened his big white teeth wider and wider. Just as he was about to refute...
"Bah! Who are you to disrespect the noble Pharaoh?"
A man dressed as a guard suddenly stood up, pointed at his nose and cursed.
"Fuck you..."
Tutankhamun looked at the guards who came out from nowhere, and several question marks appeared on his head.
Tutankhamun: ???
However, scolding is indeed very satisfying.
A good guard, he seems to have the potential to become a confidant.
"Cough cough."
"Don't worry about it, Mr. Alto. It's just a small deficit. I believe..."
Tutankhamun raised his right hand, and the guards reacted quickly and took the scepter respectfully.
"O supreme god Ra, He will bless the devout believers."
As he said this, he knelt down devoutly towards the statue of Ra.
No one noticed that the guard's hand that touched the scepter was stained with some tiny spores.
Lao Ba: Didn’t expect that?!
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Outside the temple.
Tutankhamun followed closely in Altoli's footsteps, and to outsiders, they looked very intimate.
"Dear Alto, don't leave in such a hurry, sit for a while!"
Altoli ignored her and continued walking forward slowly.
"Uuuuuu——"
"Dear Alto, you are such a cruel and heartless person!"
Tutankhamun wiped away the tears that had just fallen with his hands.
"I remember Ye Su was supposed to be your good companion. How could the matter of the oracle be related to him? You even betrayed your companion."
"He is indeed a ruthless man. No wonder he is still a bachelor."
Da da!
Altori stopped.
"Really? Noble Pharaoh!" Altori's tone was full of sarcasm and disdain. She stared at the man in front of her, as if she wanted to see through his gorgeous appearance to see his true thoughts. "Tutankhamun II, when did you start to care about other people's lives? This is really surprising!"
After saying this, Altoli raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a cold and resolute smile.
Immediately, she turned around abruptly, walked forward without hesitation, and left without looking back.
"Sir, do you want us to..."
Lao Ba stepped forward and handed over the scepter while making a gesture of wiping his neck.
"No need."
Tutankhamun's big white teeth disappeared, replaced by a face full of majesty.
“There is a lot behind Alto.”
He stared at the silver-haired man walking away, his hand unconsciously clenching the scepter.
Lao Ba: Yes, yes, that's it, hold tight! Old Biden, you still want to fight with Master Altori, you don't even know what's gone!
at the same time.
In a dark corner outside the temple, a figure slowly took off his hood, revealing the same silver hair.
Ji Nian looked at the photo in his hand, then at Altori, "Not bad, not bad. She's much better looking than in the photo. She looks like our [Shangxie Society]'s special envoy."
knight:………
"Deadpool" Club, third floor.
There was a slightly anxious figure pacing back and forth. The hem of his gray windbreaker fluttered slightly as he moved, and he looked a little uneasy.
It was Lynn.
"What the hell is going on!!!"