Chapter 38: The Sandstorm Rages

Early the next morning, the exploration team took to the road, with fewer people, and those who remained wore worried looks full of doom. If it weren't for the curse upon them, they would rather abandon their pay and leave the death-filled Egypt. They had had enough of being continually hunted by mummified corpses.

"First to Cairo, then by train to Aswan." Looking at the map, Tang Zheng dismissed the idea of driving directly to the Abu Simbel Temple. It was not only a waste of time, but the rudimentary facilities for long-distance travel would also severely consume the physical strength and spirit of the group.

As the group leader, Tang Zheng had to consider all conditions, doing his best to keep the group members in optimal physical condition and use them in crisis combat situations.

"The train journey only takes 12 hours, that's great," Lu Fan was delighted. She felt that driving a pickup truck on a dilapidated road for two days would completely shatter her bones.