Lin Baici felt that the craftsmen who carved the hieroglyphics here should be killed.
In the God State, why were there still beggars?
Wasn't that disgracing the Pharaoh's ability to govern?
Each mural was narrating a story about this Pharaoh, some true, some fabricated, but they all praised and deified him, so that those who looked up would know this was a great king.
"Since each mural is narrating something, then we are supposed to be slaves, right?"
Lin Baici contemplated.
How did the Pharaoh treat his slaves?
Having a general direction, Lin Baici searched much faster; his gaze hurriedly skimmed the murals, looking for those related to battles, pastoral life, and such.
Lin Baici walked briskly along the wall and covered roughly a hundred meters before finally finding something.
On the northwest side of the main hall, the wall depicted the Pharaoh showing his majesty and benevolence.
