Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 70 Everyone is hiding their true feelings

Creating a pantheon?
The father of the gods?

Create a glorious and brilliant mythological era?

Every topic was so fascinating; Clotho's face was solemn, and there was a sacred light in his eyes.

Unfortunately, this kind of performance is just a wink to the blind.

Lin You crossed his arms across his chest, showing a typical "defensive subconscious" action in psychology; it was obvious that not only did he not resonate with Cloto's words, but he also had a huge sense of vigilance and resistance.

"As a woman, I can indeed effectively reduce the other party's defensive psychology in the first impression; but I don't control the details such as the tone and rhythm of the speech well enough, and I am far inferior to Jupiter in terms of appeal." This was Lin You's response to Clotho's words.

"you do not believe me?"

“It’s not that I don’t believe it at all.” Lin You said seriously, “For example, I am willing to believe that the consciousness of the three of you sisters will completely dissipate. Because even if you lied, I can use a quill pen to change it into the truth.”

"You mean, whether you believe a statement or not depends on whether you have the ability to control it, and has nothing to do with the truth of the statement itself?" Cloto smiled coldly again. "This is exactly the logic of the gods. When you used the artifacts bestowed by the gods, your way of thinking was also subtly transformed."

Lin You was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly: "What you said does make sense; but my way of thinking does not prevent me from questioning what you just said."

"It doesn't matter. Your actions have already explained everything. You had many opportunities and ways to keep yourself out of this. If you hadn't been suspicious of the gods of the big world, you wouldn't have come here, and I wouldn't have been able to meet you alone."

Lin You spread his hands and said, "If you like to think so, then think so. If it makes you feel better?"

Clotho stopped talking, and his body gradually faded into a group of gentle and scattered lights, which gathered around the writer like floating bubbles. The light balls were very fast, and Lin You only took two steps back before they caught up and wrapped him up.

The light penetrated into Lin You's body little by little and merged into the Ophiuchus microcosm.

Before the light finally disappeared, Lin You heard the last words left by Clotho: "In fact, you already know that your true attitude towards the gods of the big world cannot be hidden from them at all."

The light disappeared, and with it the darkness that had covered Poseidon's tomb.

"You're already dead, why are you still talking so much?" Lin You muttered irritably. He stepped forward to grab the handle of the trident, but found that it was very difficult for an eight-year-old boy to lift it. He could only let the tip of the trident touch the ground and drag it in his hand.

Looking up at the sliver of sky above, Barbosa, who stayed on the ship, did not cause any trouble and happily dropped the anchor. Lin You took a lot of effort to put the trident on the anchor and returned to the warship together.

As soon as I stepped onto the deck, God's voice echoed in my ears: "What happened just now? Who blocked my vision?"

The urgent tone seemed as if he didn't care at all whether it would attract the attention of mortals.

Lin You looked around at Barbossa with an eager face, and the sailors on the deck who still had surprised expressions on their faces; they obviously could not hear the words of God, but were just curious about what happened to the wizard boss in the tomb of Poseidon.

So Lin You deliberately raised his voice to make it sound like he was telling the people on the boat about his experience, but in fact he was talking to God: "I met a goddess who called herself Moirai down there."

The pirates exclaimed. In fact, almost no one present knew what the name "Moirai" meant. Even Barbossa was only proficient in astronomy and mathematics. The only word these illiterate people understood was "goddess". The one who really knew the name "Moirai" was God, and He almost immediately interrupted the call.

The boy made up some nonsense, such as "passing the goddess' test to obtain the ownership of the trident", and made Barbossa give the order to return. He walked to the bow and let Blackbeard down.

"You are just a pawn, and your fate should not end here and now. I will not ask you for a ransom, but the Sword of Triton will be my trophy. Is that ok?"

Blackbeard had a blank expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the trident that was being held upside down in Lin You's hand.

"Don't even think about it." Lin You was quite magnanimous at this moment. "I don't kill you, not because I am merciful; it's because you are destined to die at the hands of others, and I have no intention of further disrupting your destiny. However, I will not tolerate provocations from others indefinitely."

After Blackbeard was sent back to the devastated brig, Lin You no longer cared about what happened to him next; the warship under his feet raised its sails and accelerated, embarking on the return journey.

There were no more twists and turns along the way, and we arrived at the island where Calypso lived in seclusion smoothly.

"I thought you guys wouldn't be able to make it back in time," the voodoo fortuneteller complained half-seriously. "According to the time, Jack Sparrow will be devoured by the Kraken soon. If you don't come back, I don't know where to find another captain to take them to the end of the world."

After seeing through the truth of the world, the so-called plot is nothing more than talk.

Lin You threw the Sword of Triton to Barbossa, and also returned the confiscated notebook and ruby ​​to him: "Thank you for your help along the way, Captain. Now I want to talk to this lady alone."

Barbossa looked at the Triton sword in his hand, feeling as happy as if a pie had suddenly hit him: "You mean, this sword is also..."

"Take it, it's yours." Calypso spoke for Lin You and sent the old pirate away.

When there were only two people left in the hut, Lin You no longer concealed his true feelings and asked, "It sounds like you seem to be impatient with the established plot?"

"Who would like this boring role-playing? Looking at everyone who talks to you as a group of puppets and fools, can you understand this feeling?" Calypso complained.

"So you also want to add some fresh elements to the plot?" Lin You sneered, "For example, the three goddesses of fate?"

"Ha, speaking of this, it looks like you didn't have a lot of fun playing with them?" Calypso teased in return.

Lin You said angrily: "You get annoyed when you see a puppet, so why do you think I like being treated as a puppet?"

"What can I do? In order to integrate into the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, they actually want to recreate their story with me according to the mythology of Olympus. They send me a human hero every once in a while, so that I can bear the fate of being abandoned by my lover." Calypso asked back with a smile, "Do you think I can accept this request?"

"If you continue to tell lies and not the truth, I don't mind writing your future story according to the myth."

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