This immense "magic temple" was naturally built in the style of ancient Egypt, but unlike the common image of ancient Egypt as a place covered in yellow sand where not a blade of grass grew, the real ancient Egyptians actually loved greenery and water as well. Around this massive structure, which had risen from the ground in an instant through the power of a certain High Priest, flowed a ring of river.
Clear water ran through the temple, where ancient Egyptian-style "papyrus boats," their bows and sterns curving upward, floated upon it.
The temple itself was built from enormous golden-yellow stones, with tier upon tier of steps rising upward. All kinds of tropical plants grew on either side, while black jackal statues lay crouched at the ends of the stairways. It was both majestic and vibrant with life—truly worthy of Imhotep's handiwork.
Don't forget, he had once held the divine authority of "architecture."
At the summit of the enormous temple, a certain High Priest soaked in the clear water of a vast pool, letting an ancient Egyptian beauty beside him feed him as they openly flaunted their affection.
The place was far from empty. On the contrary, a large group stood nearby, respectfully presenting their lists of gifts—
"England has sent three thousand artifacts from the Predynastic and Early Dynastic periods."
"France has sent one thousand artifacts from the Old Kingdom, along with three hundred thousand Middle Eastern criminals."
Those so-called Middle Eastern criminals were naturally the survivors from the territory of the destroyed "Little Tyrant." Imhotep had only swept through half of Tel Aviv and the Holy City during his trip, leaving northern cities like Haifa untouched. What High Priest had the time to deal with cities one by one?
What a joke!
Who had the leisure to crush