Imhotep listened seriously to everything Gu Xi had discovered.
At last, he sighed. "It seems people are still doing what the Pharaoh did."
"Oh? You know what this is about?"
That was exactly what Gu Xi cared about. After all, his Advancement Task was about this.
Imhotep sighed, then finally said one thing.
"Do you ever feel that we're very fake?"
At first, Gu Xi did not quite understand what Imhotep meant. They were all right here, so how could they be fake?
But Gu Xi quickly understood. He pointed at Imhotep and said, "You're not in history? No, that doesn't seem like the right way to put it. It should be that you're not in..."
"Not in fate," Imhotep directly supplied the words Gu Xi had not dared to say.
"I imagine you've already seen it. Apart from the age of myths and legends, and apart from the age when civilization was lost, the Pharaohs' lineage all has historical records.
"There are Pyramids to prove it."
Gu Xi nodded, but he seemed to want to mention what he had seen over at the Valley of the Kings. He kept feeling that something was not quite right.
Imhotep continued, "But in the records of the Pharaohs, that Pharaoh does not exist, nor do I, who lived in the same era."
"You mean you and the Pharaoh are both fake?"
"No, we're both real. In fact, the Pharaoh and I both held our positions for more than seven hundred years, close to eight hundred."
That long?
Gu Xi froze for a moment and was just about to say something, but he immediately remembered that in the previous mythological age, the Pharaohs transformed from gods had reigns that started at a thousand years and were measured in tens of thousands.
If that