There is nothing wrong with how they are on guard now.

Ma Sha floated in the air, watching the shattered mummy with the mercenaries-the cowboy hat superpower alone removed the mummy's bones from the car and spread them out on the ground.

Ma Sha noticed that the smallest bone fragments were shaking, as if to return to their position on the skeleton.

——Wait, so the self-repair of this mummy is its inherent ability?

After all, Masha's soul has "leaved" now.

——It is indeed the remains of the last pure-blooded pharaoh! Then I will accept it unceremoniously!

Ma Sha glanced at the chief scientist.

He believed that this man would do his best to repair the pharaoh's mummy.

——When you fix it, I will come back to get it!

--thank you!

Ma Sha pretended to apologize to the scientist, and then drifted away from the ruins of the temple with his own will.

Although the soul did not automatically return to the original body, Masha was not worried at all.

He can move freely now, so things are simple.

He moved to the nearby desert and after confirming that no one was around, he opened the random door beside him.

In the island wonderland, Xue Jianmei and Baiquan are sleeping soundly.

Ma Sha did not disturb them, opened the door again, and returned to his bed.

He looked at himself being held by Xiao Shi and Jeanna.

--I'm back!

He got into his body.

I started.

The number of votes now is 4,451. Come on~

Yesterday, the final recommended number of votes was 8142, and the reason for not reaching 10,000 should be due to the book guest hanging up.

Today, the book guest is normal, and there is hope to break through ten thousand.

Chapter 550

After returning to his body, Ma Sha had another wonderful experience. His spirit was awake, but his body was still sleeping.

Because all five senses are in a sleep state, Ma Sha feels like he is confined in the dark. He has to find something to think about so that he does not pay attention to the empty surroundings.

——After the Americans repaired the mummy's skeleton, I wonder if I will be sucked in again during sleep.

——This is not enough, you have to find a way to move freely between the two bodies.

——In order to study the method of free movement, first of all, I have to retrieve the mummy.

——It seems that tomorrow, as the shadow organization, we will raid the temple and seize the mummies. I don't know if the Americans will strengthen the guard of the temple after today's events.

Masha couldn't help thinking of the Cleopatra who had a relationship.

——If she is transferred to the temple to garrison, the situation will be tricky. Maybe she will be too risky to start.

——Sure enough, strength should be expanded.

——Comrade Josephine is the most promising at this stage to become a new member. It seems that tomorrow morning we should go to explore Comrade Josephine’s current situation.

Ma Sha thought about this, and gradually his consciousness began to blur.

It seems that the soul has finally started to synchronize with the body, and is about to fall asleep like the body.

The last thought that flashed in Ma Sha's mind before falling asleep was: "Will I be sucked to the mummy again when I fall asleep? That's troublesome..."

Luxor, the temple.

Thomas, the governor of Luxor, who came from downtown Luxor, was very angry. He asked the Americans: "You guys are doing such a big battle and you are giving me trouble, do you know?"

"Remember who brought you to your current position." The chief scientist reminded.

"If you don't converge, it doesn't matter who puts me in my current position, because that will make me lose this position forever. Keep a low profile for me!"

"This is not what we said." The chief scientist put on a serious expression, "For example, today, we made such a big noise because of the resurrection of a pharaoh, and we fought a battle with him, and used a lot of energy. Just let it stop acting."

Fang Thomas had an unbelieving expression on his face: "Don't talk, although it is the era of spiritual recovery, but the resurrection of Pharaoh is too outrageous. If Pharaoh really recovers, what about his invincible army?"

The chief scientist shrugged, with an expression of "I can hardly explain to you like you".

Fang Thomas sighed.

"Anyway, keep a low profile!"

After speaking, Fang Thomas turned and left the temple ruins.

The chief scientist murmured: "How did the CIA choose such a guy to support him as a facilitator? If he rebelled, wouldn't we all be exposed?"

There are only mercenaries and three superpowers in the scientific research base, and it is more than enough to deal with ordinary bandits or bandits and bandits that occasionally appear. Once the superpowers of the Egyptian region come over, they will be inevitable.

The chief scientist can't figure out why the CIA trusts Fang Thomas, is it because he shares the same name with Fang Thomas, the criminal genius of Frankenstein in the French film series?

When the chief returned to the laboratory, he had more things to pay attention to than these **** things in reality.

For example, the mummies that have just been broken up.

"How is the mummy?" he asked the assistant who was operating the experimental equipment.

"Everything is normal, it seems to be repairing itself. However, it is strange that we observed that the fragments on the mummy will automatically return to the corresponding position under the force of some kind of thought-like force during the battle. Now it seems to be lost. With this force of pulling debris, we must manually place the debris to the corresponding location before the repair will proceed."

"You mean it's weakened?" The chief frowned. "I knew it must be because of the damage in the battle. These big bosses don't understand the meaning of this discovery at all! Continue to repair the mummies!"

"Sir," the assistant raised his head and seriously suggested, "Our conditions are limited and should be sent back to China for repair."

"No! Fix it here!" The chief loudly emphasized, "I don't want to give the results to those comfortable guys sitting in the laboratory. I took the risk to get here, and I personally experienced the resurrection of the pharaoh. Risking our lives to conduct research, we must produce results here!"

The assistant licked his lips and nodded, "I understand what you mean."

The chief sighed.

He suddenly thought of the face of someone he didn't want to think of.