How about resurrecting Imhotep for fun?

Since Jonathan had suggested celebrating, Hao Shuai casually brought some food out of the tent.

When the three of them saw the vegetables and meat in Hao Shuai's hands, they were all astonished.

But they didn't ask any questions. They understood that everyone had their own secrets.

The Rice Country fellows nearby, however, saw how lavishly Hao Shuai and the others were eating and shamelessly came over, claiming that good things were meant to be shared.

Hao Shuai was still wondering why they hadn't left Hamunaptra after suffering such heavy losses the night before, and why they'd dared to stay and keep treasure hunting.

Seeing that the Rice Country fellows had also found a few bottles and jars, Hao Shuai couldn't help but marvel at how they embodied the spirit of valuing money over their own lives.

Since Evelyn and the others had no objections, Hao Shuai was naturally fine with it.

With Hao Shuai's generous contribution, everyone drank and ate to their hearts' content. The gathering soon turned into a wild celebration, which lasted until they all gradually passed out drunk.

"Another boring night." Hao Shuai gazed at the bright moon overhead, a feeling of life's lonely as snow settling in his heart.

"All right, if you can't sleep, come get some exercise. Brooding over spring and autumn really doesn't suit you." Selena couldn't take Hao Shuai anymore. She grabbed him and dragged him toward the tent.

"W-wait. It's still early. Let's continue what we were doing last night." Hao Shuai wrapped an arm around Selena's slender waist and headed for the place he'd marked during the day.

Before leaving, worried that the drunken O'Connell and the others wouldn't sleep well, he cast a mass Sleeping Spell on them.

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