24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"No, I have to go look at the beach!"

Seeing Medea like this, Jason broke out in a cold sweat and quickly found an excuse to escape.

"Hahaha, your relationship is so good."

Witnessing all this, Iskandar laughed heartily and casually found a comfortable place to sit down in the woods.

Since Jason went to guard against a possible surprise attack by Odysseus, he should be here to protect Medea's safety.

"It is not difficult to build a magic circle that can be temporarily transmitted between leyline nodes. It can be completed in about an hour."

The small mouth spit out the incantation quickly. While Medea was speaking at high speed, she could also distract herself from exchanging information with Iskandar.

"He is indeed a magician of the Gods. Even I know that the technique of earth line teleportation is very complicated."

Iskandar was not stingy with his praises, and he really admired Medea's magic talent. However, how could the princess of Colchis not have her own uniqueness after being accepted as a disciple by Hecate, the God of Magic? .

"Your Majesty the Conqueror, it seems that you have had a cooperative relationship with me since I grew up, right?"

Medea Lily asked softly after considering her words.

During the battlefields in the Middle East, the witch Medea was Iskandar's guest and helped the conquering king's army create many spirit sons to strengthen their weapons.

The sailors on the Argo were formerly Macedonian mercenaries in the Middle East battlefield, and their weapons were also obtained at that time.

However, at the end of that war, the witch Medea chose to betray Alexander the Great in order to obtain the Holy Grail of Darius III. In the end, although the conspiracy was nipped in the cradle by the well-prepared Hephaistion, both The relationship between them has fallen apart.

"Are you talking about the assassination?"

"Hahaha, these are just small scenes, don't worry, don't worry!"

"I know that there is a huge difference between you and the witch Medea now. If you are worried that I will hold a grudge, then you are underestimating the King of Conqueror!"

Laughing boldly, Iskandar had long forgotten such trivial matters.

On the road of conquest, there were countless people who tried to use despicable means to stop him.

But how can the king's path be blocked by those who hide their heads and show their tails? All those who dared to assassinate the conquering king died in the hands of Hephaestion and a group of shadow guards.

"Is that so? You are indeed a true king."

Seeing that Iskandar had no grudge, Medea Lily breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's hard to imagine that a good girl like you could turn into a witch. There must be many twists and turns in this story."

"But everyone has their own path to take, and I won't comment on it."

"And judging from how happy you are now, maybe this is the so-called love."

Iskandar's eyes flickered and his voice became much deeper.

In the life of a king, love is a strange word.

He had many wives and concubines, and even the daughter of Darius III was his wife.

But most marriages are just a show, and it's really hard to say how much emotion there is.

"From blind date, to acquaintance, to falling in love... and finally getting married, having children, and growing old together."

"I think such a life is happy enough and very romantic."

"Anything that hinders Darling and I from being together for a lifetime... I will carefully remove (eliminate) them all."

With a kind smile, Medea clicked the last magic rune.

Violent magic fluctuations came from the underground of Princess Island. Through her connection with the island, Medea controlled part of the power of the earth's veins and completed the spell of cross-space teleportation.

"Hahaha...Is that so? It seems that the magic circle has been completed. I will bring Jason back..."

Suddenly feeling the chill around him, Iskandar sneered a few times and hurriedly went to find Jason.

The preparations for heading to the next island are complete, now it’s time to prepare for a new challenge.

250.Children’s Island

"I don't know why, but I always feel that what Medea says is very dangerous..."

"Don't forget that she is Medea. Although she has not turned into a witch yet, she has a fully blackened physique."

"Can you blame Medea? Medea is so cute! It must be Jason's fault!"

In the BB live broadcast room, the viewers who watched the exchange between Jason and Medea from beginning to end were talking a lot.

They can now see that these two are destined to be enemies. One is a yandere who is obsessed with love, and the other is a loser who is easily inflated.

It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong, but there is no way to escape fate.

"Hey, hey, can you tell me if there are any military operations in other countries? We in Dayan have entered a state of full combat readiness. Many factories have received orders for military industry, and demobilization notices are flying all over the sky."

"Hey, don't tell me. I live in Virginia and can see Sapeake Bay. I heard that the rice warships at the Norfolk Naval Base were like dumplings. Three nuclear-powered aircraft carriers rushed out in one day. ah."

"Da Ying announced the issuance of national bonds to raise funds to build the Royal Navy... However, Da Ying's domestic manufacturing industry has moved away, and now we don't know how much it will cost to rebuild the production line."

"This is the consequence of dematerializing the economy. Now that the financial system has collapsed, some countries can only be treated like salted fish."

"The damn capitalists...should have expected this day when domestic workers suffered mass unemployment."

When Jason and his party passed through the Earth Meridian Teleportation Formation, the audience in the BB live broadcast room could only see a screen filled with white light.

Anyway, they were idle, and they actually started discussing politics and current affairs.

There is no way, as long as there are more people, they will naturally start to play colors and point out the country.

Just like some group members in some chat groups who start criticizing each other's political opinions when they disagree. They may not be important figures, but when it comes to national affairs, they are like old sows wearing bras - one set after another. .

Fortunately, the transmission did not take too long. After about ten minutes, the screen in the BB live broadcast room changed from a loading white light to a colorful scene.

"What the hell? Is this the next island?"

"Windmills, castles, train tracks... and tall spiers, how the hell can this be called an island?"

"It's incredible. There's even a Ferris wheel. Could this be transported to Disney?"

When the scene was loaded, the audience screamed in exclamation.

No wonder they were so surprised, because even Jason and the others at the scene were dumbfounded.

After passing through the earth line teleportation array set up by Medea, they thought they would reach the next island on the sea, but what appeared in front of them was a fairy tale-like scenery.

Colorful floor tiles are laid on the wide streets. On both sides of the road are cute little houses with round heads and sharp corners. Huge windmills and towering spiers can be seen in the distance. In the deepest part of the town, there is a majestic castle with a Ferris wheel gliding among them. Turn slowly.

A gentle breeze blew the windmill behind the house, and the sweet smell of fresh milk and baking cookies filled the air.

"We...shouldn't we have reached heaven already?"

Jason smelled the rich aroma on the tip of his nose, looked at this exquisite town that seemed to appear in a dream, and couldn't help but make a sound of doubt.

"Actually, I think I should go to hell, but heaven seems like a good idea."

Iskandar walked to the door of a small house and tentatively pushed open the yellow wooden door with strange paintings graffitied on it. What he saw was a warm decoration as if a family of three were living there just a moment ago.

The furniture in the living room is neat and orderly. On the dining table, there is a bamboo basket filled with delicious apple pie and milk that is almost overflowing from the cup.

It is obviously a house full of life, but the strange thing is that there are no traces of human life at all.

Everything was brand new, but because it was so glamorous, it created a chilling atmosphere of terror.

"There is no breath of living people around. This is a deserted town."

Medea felt the fluctuations of life and found no living creatures.

She looked around with solemn eyes, guarding against possible sneak attacks in the dark.

"No living people? It's impossible. The food here is still steaming."

Iskandar walked to the dining table in the hut, picked up the baked apple pie in the bamboo basket and looked at it.

The sweet flavor hits your face, these pies should have just come out of the oven less than 10 minutes ago.

"Put it down! Don't eat it, don't touch anything in here!"

Seeing Iskandar's tendency to throw the food in his mouth, Medea quickly stopped him.

"Although the possibility is very small...but maybe you will turn into a pig if you eat it."

"My aunt, Circe the Eagle Witch, likes to make traps like this the most."

Afraid that Iskandar wouldn't listen, she explained in detail.

"I remember Circe appeared in the Odyssey legend and almost left Odysseus to the witch who left him on the island..."

Hearing such serious consequences, Iskandar quickly put down the apple pie in his hand.

If you were turned into a pig just to satisfy your appetite, then your majesty as a king would be over.

"Anyway, be careful."

Jason ran to several nearby houses to check and found that the interior decoration and layout of these small houses were similar.

If there is any obvious difference, it is that there are some brightly colored and rhythmic graffiti randomly painted on the door.

Some of them are the starry night sky, some are the crows sitting on the wheat fields, and some are the sunflowers vying to peek out of the vase.

"Eh? I seemed to have seen a familiar scene just now. I feel like I've seen these graffiti on the door somewhere before!?"

"It's rare but strange. This is obviously an oil painting by Van Gogh."

"...I'm just kidding, I must have seen it wrong. How could Van Gogh's painting be on the door?"

"Wait...it can't be right? It can't be what I think?"

"Could it be said that one of the heroic spirits on this island is Vincent Van Gogh?"

While Jason and his team were carefully checking the environment, some of the more knowledgeable viewers in the BB live broadcast room were already furious.

Unlike the heroic spirits who only received part of the common sense necessary for modern life from the Alaya Consciousness, many viewers are modern humans who have been washed away by the explosion of information for many years. They soon realized that the paintings painted on the door had an extraordinary origin. , definitely not a simple children's doodle.

It's a pity that Jason and the others don't have mobile phones now, so naturally they can't see the barrages from the audience trying to remind them that the heroic spirit Van Gogh may exist on this island.

251. Nursery Rhymes, Illya, Jack

"That's not right, the situation is very wrong."

After carefully searching the entire street and finding nothing unusual, Jason stood there with a serious look on his face and began to think seriously.