[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Chapter 339: Transmigrating into the Egyptian God Chapter: The Slave Trader Who Ended Miserably (17)

The crown, which was about to sink to the bottom of the river, turned into sand and dissipated.

All the oxygen in his mouth was transferred to Seth. At this moment, Qi Heng only felt dizzy and drowsy, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.

His legs went weak and his body fell uncontrollably, forcing his breathing session with Seth to end.

It feels so uncomfortable. Did Seth feel the same way just now?

The eyes of the crocodile god Sobek were naked and unconcealed. Qi Heng couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Sobek caught him in his lair...

Thinking back to how Sobek held him in his arms and how he felt strangely with his body pressed against that humanoid guy, Qi Heng shuddered violently.

The hand gently holding the man's armpit tried to call back Qi Heng, whose mind had wandered away.

[Hey, what's wrong with you? ! Wake up! ! Qi Heng! ! Open your eyes and don't sleep! ]

It was already icy cold underwater, and coupled with the lack of oxygen and psychological discomfort, Qi Heng felt unwell.

Seth held the nearly semi-conscious man tightly in his arms, looked up at the river and gritted his teeth.

He recovered a little bit of strength and rushed towards the river surface, carrying the sand with him.

Pfft! ! !

The moment they got out of the river, Seth immediately helped the man in his arms to calm down. He stroked his violently heaving back and patted it again and again with careful movements.

"Cough cough cough! Ugh..."

"Little Qi Heng is too weak. We should increase the intensity of his training in the future."

Seth stood on the python head made of sand, half dragging and half hugging Qi Heng in his arms, and complained

"Forget about Sobek the crocodile god, but why didn't you kill the other dozen or so little ones?

You know what I saw when I got here? Those guys were grouped together and were about to attack you from behind!

"Little Qi Heng, you don't have any grudges against killing, do you? But don't, in this world, if you don't kill your enemies, they will definitely come back to kill you."

Seth didn't know why, but he just wanted to say something more to divert Qi Heng's attention and make him more careful.

"Just knocking him out won't work. What if he wakes up?"

Seeing Qi Heng vomit out the last mouthful of river water, Seth held up Qi Heng's cheeks and looked left and right.

"So from now on, be ruthless and kill those who need to be killed immediately, understand?"

Qi Heng pushed away Seth who was standing very close to him. The man had red hair and red eyes and a carefree smile.

Without the crown covering her eyes and brows, they were so beautiful and clever that it was hard to look at them directly.

Seeing Seth's thick lower lip, Qi Heng's ears suddenly became red and he turned his eyes away stiffly.

"Got it... Go to the shore quickly, you have a competition tomorrow."

"Is Xiao Qiheng concerned about me?"

"...?"

When the two reached the shore, the little fat bird fluttered over with the backpack in its mouth.

"Choo Choo Choo!!"

The little clay man was not willing to be outdone and tried desperately to catch up with the fat bird in front of him.

Qi Heng squatted down, picked up the fat bird and clay figurine on the ground, and looked gentle.

"Thank you for watching my bag."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" The little fat bird flapped its chest with its wings, with a proud little face.

The clay man was calmer than the fat bird, but now he looked at Qi Heng pitifully.

He and Seth walked towards the bedroom, and the little guy followed them closely, not even bothering to hide.

In the end, Qi Heng compromised, and from then on the man had two more regular guests on his shoulders.

If Qi Heng looked back, he would find how weird Seth's expression was as he acted as a background board after getting ashore.

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In the second round, Matt drew an underwater competition.

Two people have to go into the water at the same time and look for a rare magical fish within the specified time. Whoever brings it ashore first wins.

The magic fish to be found in the second round was the one that Seth helped Qi Heng catch the day before.

There is only one magic fish in the entire river. Because the little magic fish was caught by Seth, it moved away from the river overnight.

This led to... Horus and Set going into the water at the same time, and neither of them could find the magic fish.

Finally, Horus went ashore first and told Matt that there were no magic fish in the river.

It was very difficult for Set to get out of the water, so he wanted to trap Horus underwater, but was blocked by Isis who secretly connected the Nile River to this river area.

Seth was mentally prepared in advance and was not seriously injured, but he still reached the shore one second later than Horus.

Just that one second late, and Maat declared Horus the winner.

Qi Heng hid behind a stone pillar, frowning as he watched Set and Matt confront each other in the center of the Judgment Hall...

If he hadn't gone down to the river to look for the magic fish yesterday, the magic fish would not have left.

Seth was very skilled in catching the magic fish, and he knew exactly where the magic fish was.

Qi Heng dared to guarantee that if the magic fish was still there, Set would definitely win this game...

But if one of them brings the magic fish to shore, the fish will die.

After the fish died, Qi Heng had no choice but to go to Thoth, the god of knowledge and wisdom, to ask about leaving this world.

Once he asked, there was a high probability that he would be suspected and his identity as an outsider would be discovered. It was too dangerous and Qi Heng could not afford to take the risk.

If the incident happened again, Qi Heng would still do the same thing.

As his thoughts became firm, his guilt towards Seth grew stronger.

"Hey, auntie, how can you say Horus wins when you haven't even caught the magic fish?!" Set was furious. These gods were being too blatantly biased!

The sun god Ra waved his hand and said, "Since no one has caught the magic fish, then let's just count the second one. Whoever gets ashore first wins. Is there any problem?

If you and Horus came ashore at the same time, you might be judged as a draw, but unfortunately there is no if."

Seth smiled with his face but the veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly.

He was clearly aware that the Ennead was determined to help Horus win this round, and possibly the next one as well.

Is he really so dissatisfied with his own rule?

Recalling what he had seen in his previous life at the bottom of society, Seth closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"Forget it, I will definitely win the next game."

After he finished speaking, the man turned into sand and disappeared in the center of the Hall of Judgment.

When Qi Heng saw Seth disappear, his first reaction was to go find him.

In fact, it was the second game. Qi Heng always felt that Seth's loss was related to him!

The man finally ran out of the stone pillar and exposed his figure, attracting most of the attention present.

His peripheral vision followed the figure's movement until Qi Heng ran out of the Hall of Judgment, then he withdrew his gaze with a lingering feeling.

While the gods' gazes were wandering, Horus quickly left the spot and followed the man in the distance.

Qi Heng wandered around the temple, trying to find Set.

But no, Set was nowhere to be found.

Before I knew it, there was a little tail behind me that I couldn't get rid of.

Qi Heng turned around helplessly and said, "Horus, how long are you going to follow me?"

The man wore an animal crown that was exclusive to Egyptian gods, and his chin was exposed under the crown with a tense look.

He has a high nose, thin lips, superior bone structure and healthy wheat-colored skin.

The evenly-proportioned dark skin only makes his figure more sexy and eye-catching.

It might not be a good idea to describe a man as sexy, but Qi Heng couldn't think of any other words.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, eight-pack abs, mermaid line, and leg muscle lines that are full of explosive power but not exaggerated.

From a distance, Horus's figure and proportions are perfect, with no flaws to be found.

What a good figure that all men envy... Qi Heng withdrew his gaze and continued looking for Seth.

"Who are you looking for, Set? Why don't I help you find it?" Horus said.

“…No need, I can do it myself.” Set probably doesn’t want to see Horus?

"If you keep looking like this, you won't be able to find it tomorrow night."

In the second game, Horus also suffered a lot of injuries, but it was much better than the first game where he was half-dead.

When Set was underwater, he searched for the magic fish in vain. He thought Horus had caught the magic fish first, and he used all his might to prevent him from coming ashore.

Horus almost died under the water, but Isis discovered that the large patch of blood on the river belonged to her son, so she secretly helped him.

Qi Heng glanced at Horus and shook his head. "Go back and recuperate. Don't hang around."

In Qi Heng's opinion, Horus's victory in the second round was far-fetched, and he had obviously angered Set. If he went with him to look for him, Set would surely give him a beating if he found him.

Rather than adding insult to injury, it would be better to go back and rest.

Qi Heng's thoughts were all written on his face. Horus' fingertips trembled and he took a step closer.

"Before entering the temple, I think you already know the current situation in Egypt as well as you can...

Set is powerful, but he is not fit to lead."

Facing Qi Heng's still furrowed brows, Horus laughed softly.

"How could I forget that you, Qi Heng, are a slave trader who believes in Set.

You probably wish Set would rule Egypt forever..."