Chapter 039: A Pleasant Evening

Wang Bo was not angry, because he had no reason to be angry about this matter.

"No need to apologize, Evelyn. As I said before, the Golden Sun Scripture is yours. You have the right to give it to anyone, including that curator."

Evelyn immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"It's fine." Wang Bo smiled slightly; he understood Evelyn's thoughts very well.

If the Golden Sun Scripture were just a book, she naturally would not hand it over to the curator.

After all, a book made of gold, though precious, was something she had painstakingly traveled to Hamunaptra and risked her life to find. During this time, the curator had not contributed a single effort and had even been a hindrance.

So even if Evelyn were foolish, she would never hand the Golden Book of the Sun over to him.

However, the Sun Gold Sutra was not an ordinary book; it was a book with magical powers that could be used to fight against the powerful vengeful spirit Imhotep.

Evelyn, however, had no desire to confront Imhotep, for she had already learned from Wang Bo and the curator just how formidable this Imhotep was.

So she decided to hand the Book of the Sun over to the curator, to get rid of this troublesome thing. If Imhotep really did resurrect, at least the descendants of the guards, who once held the Book of the Sun, could oppose him.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall!

This was Evelyn's thought, although she was not a gentleman but a beautiful lady.

But it is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster.

"Alright, let's skip this unpleasant topic." Evelyn was unwilling to dwell on this subject any longer. "What are your plans next?"

Jonathan said, "We discussed this yesterday. Evelyn, let's go back to England. Wang Bo will come with us and become a wealthy estate owner."

Evelyn looked at Wang Bo in surprise. 'You plan to come back to England with us?'

"Is there a problem?"

"No, not at all." Evelyn shook her head and said with a smile, "Rather, you are more than welcome."

"Thank you."

"And you, Laura, what do you plan to do?"

“Of course I’ll go back to England with you.” Laura was originally British, so she was very eager to see what England looked like in 1926.

"And you, O'Connell."

"I'll probably stay here; after all, I've gotten used to life here." O'Connell was still half-drunk, but his thoughts were very clear.

"That's really a pity." Evelyn did not invite O'Connell to return with her.

Wang Bo sighed inwardly once more; it seemed that his intervention had truly broken up a couple who should have been in love.

What a sin.

"When do we set off?"

“Today, or tomorrow will do.” Jonathan said.

"Then tonight it is. I haven't been back in a long time." Evelyn slapped the board. Since she had nothing to do in Cairo anyway, she might as well go back early.

So it came to eight o'clock in the evening.

After dinner, Wang Bo, Laura, Evelyn, Jonathan, and O'Connell arrived at the harbor.

O'Connor hugged each person in turn.

“Wishing you a smooth journey.”

"Thank you." Wang Bo nodded.

"I will." Jonathan hugged O'Connell tightly. "I'll miss you too."

Evelyn: "If you ever return to England, remember to look us up."

Laura said, "I wish you a happy life."

O'Conner said, "I will, beautiful lady."

He had a deep impression of Laura, a woman of few words but great beauty. Unfortunately, he discovered that Laura seemed to have an unusual relationship with Wang Bo.

So he didn't flirt with her.

As for Evelyn, he had thought about hitting on her, but never had the chance, and in the end had to give up.

Forget it, there were plenty of beautiful women in the world, and Evelyn wasn't the only one. Besides, now that he was a wealthy man, what kind of pretty girl couldn't he find?

After watching the ship sail away, O'Connell stood on the dock, waved his hand, and turned around to leave with a flourish.

On the ship, Jonathan watched O'Connell's retreating figure and gently nudged Wang Bo with his shoulder. "I'll bet O'Connell is going to have an unforgettable night tonight."

Wang Bo immediately understood his meaning. “You think he’ll hold a naked gathering.”

"Naked party?" Jonathan was taken aback, then bowed to Wang Bo in profound admiration, utterly impressed. "I always thought you were a proper person, Wang Bo—after all, you Easterners are so reserved—but I never expected you to be one for fun as well."

Wang Bo: "...I think you might be overthinking it, Jonathan."

"Come on, just being able to say 'uncovered assembly' is enough to prove what's in your heart." Jonathan poked Wang Bo's chest with his finger and said with the air of a seasoned veteran, "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you for this, Wang Bo. This is the attitude a normal man should have."

Evelyn couldn't help but glare at the two of them. "Can't you two talk about something proper? You both make me sick. Wang Bo, I'm really disappointed in you. Laura, let's go."

With that, Evelyn turned and pulled Laura away.

Wang Bo: ...

Jonathan was unimpressed. "Don't mind him. Let's do what we should do. I saw quite a few ladies on the boat just now. We should go over and have a deep conversation with them. Maybe we can even have a very pleasant evening. What do you think?"

Wang Bo expressed his polite refusal, "You go ahead, Jonathan. I believe you can have a pleasant evening."

Jonathan said, "You really don't want to come with me? Don't be like that. Trust me, with our skills, we can definitely win the hearts of plenty of beauties."

"Jonathan, go by yourself. Don't forget, I still have a mission."

The task Wang Bo spoke of was guarding the Book of the Dead, though of course that was merely his excuse.

Wang Bocai had no desire to go flatter those noble ladies and socialites.

Jonathan had no choice but to go alone.

Wang Bo returned to his room, sat down on the sofa, and opened the Book of the Dead to read it carefully. He had been reading this book constantly in recent days, for it contained an immense amount of content.

Wang Bo had so far read less than a third of it, and there was still much he had not read.

However, as his reading deepened, Wang Bo gained a greater understanding of the Book of the Dead. Besides being able to resurrect people, summon the dead, and record countless dark spells, this book also contained many mysterious rituals and a wealth of esoteric knowledge.

Why did Imhotep become the high priest of Seti I, the keeper of the dead?

It was precisely because he had read and understood the Book of the Dead. To put it bluntly, if Wang Bo finished reading the Book of the Dead and absorbed the knowledge within it, he too would be qualified to become a high priest—the guardian of the dead.