"The manor has changed a lot, it's so lively! Is this going to renovate the main building?" Daniel asked the rider captain of the Howlett family who greeted him in Red Deer yesterday. I saw a group of gold-digging horse bandits. If it was up to Daniel himself and the coachman, they would definitely have their trousers stripped and walked to Edmond.
"It's digging a cellar. Master James attaches great importance to this project. You know that the master is now in charge of family affairs." The rider captain, Jack Pete, was newly promoted by James, and he was under 30 years old. His father is Mr. Howlett's old subordinates, and these old subordinates are gradually getting old, and most of them are living in retirement. And their children continued to work for the Howlett family, and for James.
A new generation replaces the old, maybe their descendants will still work for James, and even the descendants of the descendants...
"Ah... this battle is not like a simple cellar." Daniel muttered to himself. He had traveled in Egypt for a long time and had seen the scale of the huge underground palace. Students feel strange.
"Go in quickly, Mr. Howlett and Master James are waiting for you at the manor." Captain Pete urged Daniel a little, Daniel smiled apologetically in a daze, and walked in quickly.
There is a tall girl standing pretty at the gate of the manor. Her bright and thick red hair and white glowing skin make this girl so dazzling in the picture.
She looked around with her chin raised, and smiled sweetly when she saw Daniel, looked at him slyly, and said nothing.
"You are...O'Hara! Little Rose!" Daniel exclaimed excitedly and surprised.
"Hahahahaha! Guess right!" O'Hara, who was recognized, laughed loudly with satisfaction: "Come with me, I'll wait for you in the living room." Daniel lamented that the female big eighteen changes, the ugly duckling Turning into a white swan or something, he walked into the living room amidst O'Hara's angry voice.
After the dinner for the host and guests, Mr. Howlett went back to his room early to rest. His energy is very limited now, and he seldom receives guests like this.
O'Hara helped him back to the bedroom, and James invited Mr. Daniel to chat in the study and taste the special cigars he brought back from Cuba.
"Woo...it feels good." James said with some intoxication. It's strange to say that he used to not smoke or drink, and he didn't know much about cigars. But in this life, after being encouraged by Mr. Howlett to take a sip two years ago, I fell in love with the infected fragrance.
"I have been to India, Egypt, and countries in the Middle East for the longest time in these years. Finally, I came back from a ship in Morocco. I have seen many magical ancient countries. Can you believe that during the first dynasty of Egypt, a man called The people of En Shaba Nur ruled for a short time, but there is no official record in the history books at all, and it must be the pharaoh's dynasty that did not allow such things to spread."
Daniel was smoking a cigar while sipping a good gin and talking. James listened with great interest.
"Many historical records in these ancient countries are quite deified. There are always some strange and god-like figures who have left some kind of footprints, but they are all specious. The local people are very serious about this and do not allow the contempt of outsiders. I want to With the popularization of industry and the radiance of civilization, these barbaric areas will gradually become naturalized."
Daniel has a faint pride on his face. Although he is fascinated by the magical history of the ancient country, he doesn't seem to believe in those ghosts and gods.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Daniel, are you still interested in continuing to travel for a while? I think I can subsidize you and give you enough remuneration. I need to verify some things." James thought for a while and vomited The smoke ring said to Daniel.
Daniel was stunned for a moment, and after a while he said: "I have really considered whether to continue this kind of life. To be honest, it may be that I am old and can't stand the harsh test of the environment. But..."
He looked at James with some playfulness and said, "If the price is good enough, it can't be considered! Hahahaha!" Both looked at each other and laughed, and Daniel continued: "But I don't want to go to Africa anymore, then This place almost killed me!"
Looking at the embarrassing expression on James' face, Daniel suddenly had an ominous premonition: "You don't really want me to go to the African continent again!" James didn't answer directly, but pondered for a moment, and asked slowly: "I don't know if you have been in Africa for so long, have you ever heard of a place called Wakanda?"
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Among the snow-capped mountains in the Himalayas, there is a temple-shaped building standing halfway up the mountain. The crisp wind chime drifts faintly into the distance with the mountain wind. Monks and monks holding scriptures and Zen masters sitting and lying down make this lonely place The temples in the deep mountains are a little more lively.
In the quiet room of the central hall, a mage wearing a plain robe and with pale gold waist-length hair is reading a thick leather book in his hand on the futon. Her skin looks like a beautiful and handsome woman. However, his body, actions, and demeanor are like a man, as if he has no pure gender, and there is an inexplicable ancient melancholy in his eyes, as if time is flowing like flowing water.
Green light suddenly scattered from the pendant on her chest. The mage raised her brows and made a mysterious shape with her hands. The pendant was undone like a lock, revealing a green light source in the middle.
She closed her eyes and put her hands by her side, and a pair of green rune halos full of unknown meanings appeared around her arms. As the halos slowly rotated, she kept twisting her brows as if in a nightmare. Folding his arms together in front of his chest, the pendant was slowly locked again, turning back into a quaint brass ornament. The mage slowly opened his eyes, and sighed leisurely: "The odd number has moved the wheel of time, and the future is already a fog..."
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"Have not heard."
Daniel said bluntly, James was obviously relieved but felt a little lost when he heard it, Mr. Daniel was very surprised by James' reaction, and then said: "I have been traveling in northern Africa, and I have never been to the south, and there There are very few concepts of an established country, and they are all called according to tribal areas, so I can't guarantee that there will be no such place, but I don't know it myself."
James thought for a while and said firmly: "I want an exact answer, so please make another trip!"
"Okay...Since you insist. But I need your sufficient help, not just financial and material resources, I need you to send capable people with me. I can't accomplish this by myself."
Daniel thought for a long time before slowly agreeing. James immediately assured: "Don't worry! I will send sufficient manpower for you to assign, and all supplies will be fine. After the matter is completed, no matter whether you can find Wakanda or not, you will get a sufficient amount of wealth to enjoy the rest of your life. It's my promise."
"I believe you, it's a trivial matter. Anyway, after finishing this matter, you have to help me provide for the elderly!" Mr. Daniel joked, "But, can I ask what it is for? I don't know if an African Existing communities or native tribes that deserve your attention?"
James thought for a while and said seriously: "I can't elaborate on the specific reasons, but just like the bizarre myths and legends of various ancient countries you just mentioned, if this place can be found, then all impossible things may be proved..."
Daniel lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and James said again: "If you find it, collect as much information about Wakanda as possible under safe conditions, whether it is geographical location, history, culture, etc. But you must Pay attention to safety and keep a distance, if I know it right, it is an extremely xenophobic country, they have been hiding, unknown to outsiders, don't try to break in!"
He warned Mr. Daniel, and the two chatted for a long time. Daniel seemed to think that his students might want to explore the truth of the world like many people who are obsessed with mysterious culture. Although he felt that all of this was unbelievable, deep down in his heart he longed for an unexpected answer. After all, wasn't the eight years of exploration also to pursue the indescribable confusion in his heart?