Chapter 779 Call Me the White Thief!

Last night, the Pharaoh held a banquet, and then secretly ran out with the golden hearse.

Where does she have time to get together with the organizing committee to discuss changing the rules of the competition?

However, now, the Pharaoh has exercised the power of the host country to temporarily change the rules of the World Masters Competition?

Cat Zhong Yuan immediately looked at Lily and saw that her face was pale and her lips were trembling, as if she was completely shocked by the sudden news.

The so-called no one knew that she had become smaller due to poisoning was probably just wishful thinking.

Important and critical internal affairs are being controlled.

At least that person knew that the real Pharaoh was no longer in the palace, so he blatantly replaced her and made a decision.

And once Lily leaves like this, it will be difficult to go back.

No one can prove that the eight-year-old girl is the pharaoh.

As long as the other party sends a killer to get rid of her secretly, they can completely take away the power and wealth of the pharaoh.

Forget about these trivial matters.

Cat Zhongyuan said into the phone, "Meow Miao?" What competition rules did they change? It's probably not a temporary change to my strategic level ability...

Ren Ping heard the confusion and said in a deep voice, "In the singles competition of this World Series, contestants will be allowed to bring battle pets with them."

He paused and then added, "The domesticated aliens will be allowed to play and carry weapons and equipment for the aliens. This is an unprecedented and major change!"

What? !

Cat Zhong Yuan was shocked and immediately thought of Solomon's plan.

There is no doubt that this is a tentative attempt.

It is not a test of how effective the domestication of alien races will be on humans, but a test of the attitudes of certain countries.

Whether they can accept coexistence with foreign races.

Zhong Yuan saw through the ultimate purpose of changing the rules at a glance.

Solomon wanted to express an idea to the world:

Not all aliens are harmful to humans. Some can be domesticated and used by humans to enhance their strength. There is no need to exterminate them.

When some countries were bewitched by this concept and chose to coexist with alien races, Solomon secretly sent out nuclear crystals to make the alien races violent.

When the situation becomes out of control, we can only turn to the behemoth Denglian for help, and in the end we have no choice but to be annexed by Denglian...

What a good calculation.

Cat Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Mou.

? ? ?

Jiang Buyou was easily pinned down by Mao Yuan before, and was still a little uncomfortable.

After receiving an unclear look, he said angrily, "Young Master Yuan, what are you looking at me for? I can't become your battle pet."

Be confident, you can do it.

As long as you coordinate to destroy the prayer, then pray for the illusion of endlessness, and become a substitute, such as a white cat or something, you can transform into the most powerful battle pet.

Cat Jong-won immediately thought of a way to cheat.

This is what Ren Ping is worried about.

There is almost no way to check whether the war pet is transformed by a human being.

Using the illusion of Infinity, pretending to be a battle pet, and bringing four powerful abilities at will, you can achieve two-on-one on the field, which is very unfair to the warriors from other countries.

The more Ren Ping thought about it, the angrier she became, and said angrily, "The Pharaoh actually passed such an outrageous proposal. She was so confused. She never thought about the consequences of this new rule..."

No, no, she didn't know about such a thing.

Jiang Buyou rushed to the phone, holding Zhizhu in his hand and said, "The black cat transformed by Master Yuan should be regarded as a battle pet, right?"

Ren Ping said awkwardly, "I have reported to Black Cat that he is an official member of the team. He is not considered a battle pet."

"…………"

Jiang Buyou's eyes twitched wildly and he almost dropped his phone.

A bunch of guys who succeed more than fail, so what are you doing!

Sudden!

He chuckled lightly, raised his head with devil horns, and said, "Seat number three, in fact, the pharaoh invited our team to a state banquet yesterday. She was very fond of Yuan Shao. Not only did she entertain us, but she also packed up a lot of food for us. ”

When Cat Zhong Yuan heard this, his eyes widened and he pressed the phone without saying a word.

"Huh? Mr. Yuan, why did you hang up the phone?"

"Your path has gone astray."

"Crooked? Where am I crooked?"

Jiang Buyou said fiercely, "They are unkind and we are unjust! Kill these people before the game starts!"

"What does smelly salted fish mean? Our country, China, is the world's leader in plastic surgery. With a little plastic surgery, no matter how many years it has expired, it can become delicious and they will never be able to eat it!"

Cat Zhong Yuan opened his mouth and must admit that this idea was really good.

The canteen of Xu Neng Village provides a large amount of live Pharaoh's pickled fish. If you eat it, you will definitely be killed and injured, which can save a lot of effort.

Ye Zhen couldn't help but said sarcastically, "Junior Jiang, you are simply more vicious than the people in the underground world. Don't forget your identity!"

Jiang Buyou looked indifferent and said, "What's your identity? I, the white-robed thief! It's better to choose the day than to hit the sun. I will inform Jiang Tianshuo now to take action. The code name of the action is..."

"Pop!" (press and hold)

Operation Chiyu was stillborn.

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Desert oasis, palace inner palace.

A young woman wearing a white gauze skirt was full of joy, stroking the thousand-year-old throne passed down from generation to generation.

Although her fingers are long and slender, the phalanges are much thicker than those of normal women.

Not only that, the shoulders are wider and the pelvis appears smaller.

The so-called plump bear hips, she only has the size of a bear. Maybe, it looks okay at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find it strange and the proportions are not harmonious.

With the technology of the Pharaoh Kingdom, this is the only way to go. If you want to make it more natural and realistic, you have to find experts from Simi or Siam.

"Haha, this throne belongs to me after all."

The young woman sat on the golden throne with a carefree posture, without any feminine reserve.

At the bottom of the steps, a silver-haired boy stood in front of the huge stone pillar like a tourist who came to visit and admired the murals on it.

The palace was built only about a hundred years ago, but the history of these murals is very old.

They are reproduced from the oldest and most spectacular Temple of Karnak in the Pharaoh Kingdom.

The content is that in ancient times, slaves placed the remains of the pharaoh in a shining coffin and then sent it into the pyramid.

Even if the pharaoh died, he would gain eternal life there.

It's simply nonsense.

The silver-haired boy read all the murals with great interest. No matter how charming the woman sitting on the throne was, he remained indifferent.

The woman felt itchy, twisted her slender waist and walked down the steps, came behind the silver-haired boy, and called softly, "Mr. Ketu~~"

The modified vocal cords were soft and tender, and sounded very moving.

She boldly stretched out her hand and tried to hook the silver-haired boy's neck.

Suddenly! A strange black shadow rose from behind the boy.

The tentacles stretched out like lightning and grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Stay away from me. Otherwise, let someone else be the Pharaoh."