Zeus does not want to be the king of gods in Greece

"If I use magic power, I can get it."

Medusa seemed to be a little angry and said that although she looks like this, she is still a goddess after all, and there are very few things she can't really do.

"Even if you don't need magic power, as you grow older, you will become a tall girl one day, and you can easily get it at that time."

Zeus returned the biscuit to Medusa, but seeing the question marks in Medusa's big eyes, he knew that the other party didn't understand at all.

"It is not a good thing to remain unchanged. Even with an infinite lifespan and perfect immortality, intelligent life will one day get tired of it. Take your favorite biscuits as an example. If you eat them for 1000 years, would you still want to eat them?"

Eat for 1000 years? Is there such a good thing?

Medusa was overjoyed at first, but she also understood what Zeus meant, no matter how happy a thing is repeated countless times, it will be boring.

Happiness is a sense with a threshold, and the happier you are, the higher the threshold. This is the reason why it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

If Medusa is given unlimited life, no matter how beautiful things are in the world, she will have a boring day.

"But growth means deterioration. After reaching the peak, there will be a trough..."

Medusa thought of those humans she had seen, no matter how innocent she was when she was young, her mind would become dirty as she got older.

No matter how strong and beautiful you are when you are young, you will be weak and frail when you are old. When you inevitably go to this ending, is growing up really such a good thing?

"It's because we've been down that we know our peaks, and it's because we've grown old that we know what we were when we were strong."

Everything has two sides, no good, no evil, no good, no evil.

"And is Medusa really the best looking?"

Zeus looked at Medusa in front of him. The child in front of him was just a flower bud that hadn't fully bloomed. Before the flower bud fully bloomed, even gods would marvel at her beauty.

"I'm already the best..."

"The future is long, isn't it?"

Zeus interrupted Medusa's words. Who can judge the good or bad of a story that hasn't started yet? A child who hasn't started growing up starts to fear the changes in growth. This is the stage of life recognition.

This is the confusion and fear of the future, especially because she has two older sisters who will not grow up, which will make her feel like a different kind.

Conformity, gregariousness, such a choice is not surprising for her who is a little cowardly.

"The direction of growth will change according to our efforts, that is to say, as long as we work hard enough, we will become better. Today's self is better than yesterday, and tomorrow's self will be better than today. This is the charm of growth, isn't it? "

Of course, Zeus didn't say that if he keeps playing badly, he will become a bad guy like Zeus.

"The future?"

Even though her body is already very old, Medusa has almost never had contact with outsiders. At this time, she is still worried about her future like a child.

"Yeah, take a look at how human sports will be, watch them work hard for higher, faster, stronger, and compete for the only champion for different goals, don't you want to see it?"

The future, a word that contains infinite reverie, was once a direction that the young Medusa was unwilling to think about, but now...

"Well, I want to see it."

Medusa nodded, since her own growth is inevitable, why not try to become a better person?

A kind of beauty that is different from my older sisters, as long as I can do it myself, my older sisters will be happy too.

"Medusa, your future is definitely a future paved with flowers."

Zeus patted Medusa's head and promised.

He promised Gaia that the three Gorgon sisters will have a bright future, and he also knows that in the future Medusa will be remembered by the world as a snake-haired banshee, and even beheaded.

But this is not the future Zeus wants.

The future depends on the choices of the present. Athena has not yet been born, and there is still a long time before Medusa becomes a gorgon.

In this world, the future can still change.

"I'll leave Medusa to you, and I'll help you deal with Steno."

Gaia is watching the scene inside the door from the outside. If Zeus can change the future of the three Gorgon sisters, then she may not go to the day when she confronts Zeus.

Everything is going to be fine, isn't it?

"Destiny, it's fixed, you can't, force it."

Tartarus' voice was still whispering in Gaia's ear, even the avatar in front of him could sense it.

"Can you even see what my avatar sees? You are really pestering me."

Gaia looked at the formless black smoke. During this time, Tartarus's erosiveness has decreased a lot, but he is still stubborn. He doesn't know what he is planning.

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"Sports meeting? Our young god king is really in a good mood."

Zeus needs to arrange in advance to hold the sports meeting. Since someone needs to work, the human parliament can naturally get the news first.

But they don't understand why Zeus has entered the stage of extravagance and lust so early when he is at the height of his power, building a sports stadium. Although Olympus is not unaffordable, it is not a good sign .

I really hope that the shelf life of this wise god king is long enough.

"Fool, when mortals laugh when they think about gods, I originally thought that such mortals were just people who don't understand the subtleties of magic, but I didn't expect that there are such people among us."

"What did you say?"

The dispute begins.

Originally, magicians thought they were first-class smart people, and it was normal for literati to look down on each other. In addition, the seats in the parliament were so small, and they would naturally get up after stepping on others.

"Just focus on the surface of the sports meeting, what else can it be if it's not a fool? Can we enjoy such fetishes as golden apples?"

Every man is innocent and guilty.

Even for a magician, owning a golden apple in this era is tantamount to children passing through the market with gold.

"This is a contest between the gods. Even if the winners of the games get the golden apples, do they have any other choice besides offering them to the gods? In my opinion, this is just a way for the gods to show off their muscles or develop believers." It's just a channel."

In the eyes of the magicians, the golden apples that human beings get will definitely be vomited out, and the victors will be compensated in other ways.

For human beings, this can be said to be the glory of entering the capital, but for gods, it is to show their comprehensive strength and discover the leftover pearls left among human beings. Faced with such talents, gods are not stingy in bestowing bless.

This is something that both parties can benefit from.

"In your opinion, we should also participate as much as possible?"

Although being scolded for being stupid is very uncomfortable, but magicians have always achieved great things regardless of trivial matters, so what if they recognize a foster father on the spot as long as it is profitable?

In Greece, the father is the one who suffers.

"This is the time for us to show our talents in front of the gods."

In the eyes of the magicians of the council, the farce of the slaves and slave owners had angered the gods. Although the gods were kind and did not punish them, some punishments were invisible and intangible.

For example, falling out of favor.

The gods are disappointed with those mortals, only those who have mastered the mystery and can perform magic are the real favorites.

But the gods who have just staged a "fair and just" drama can't support them so openly, so they beat around the bush and let them get rewards.

What a merciful God.

Of course, this is just a general statement. In the eyes of magicians, this is also a process in which the gods began to divide their forces. Dedicating the golden apple to the gods is tantamount to breaking the crutches on the spot to offer loyalty.

If the previous councils were for the service of the gods, then the subsequent councils are the wars of the gods' agents.

The battle to overthrow Cronus is still in sight, and the land of Greece has not yet recovered its vitality. If the gods start to fight for their own interests, can this land and the creatures on the earth bear it?

Obviously the gods understood this problem, so they planned to divide the camps and start hiding behind the scenes, and started a proxy war with the magicians of the parliament as pawns.

As for how to come to this conclusion?

Of course, Prometheus deliberately kept his mouth shut. Zeus’ will needs to be transmitted downwards, and splitting the gods can’t make them fight. the chessboard.

Whether it's the spinach hosted by him, or the magicians with different minds, they seem to be working hard for a certain goal, but as long as they are still within the framework of Zeus's game, they will never hurt Zeus.

......

"So that's how it is. Put all the people in a cage, and the gods place their bets behind the scenes, and then continue to fight each other. This God King really has a heart as deep as the sea."

Listening to the report of the magician in front of him, Syracuse was so clever that he completed a reasonable inference in an instant, and it was almost the same as Prometheus' inference.

As for the magician in front of him, he is naturally an insider secretly developed by Syracuse.

After the last trial, it seemed that the slave owners broke their fortunes, and the slaves lost Sparta's combat power in addition to a little material compensation.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the real winners are the slaves.

The retreat of the slave owners means that their rule is no longer indestructible, and with the rise of the slaves, the slave owners will inevitably be driven into the abyss.

It's not unacceptable to give charcoal in a timely manner. Besides, the magician and the slave owner just have an interest relationship. As long as you give money, who is not a father?

Under such a trend of thought, Syracuse's wooing quickly won over several magicians from the parliament. Although they were only marginal figures, it was enough to inquire about some news.

"As long as you can win a few championships this time, you will be blessed by the gods. No one dares to treat the person blessed by the gods as a slave. This is an opportunity for you to stand up."

"But how many people can stand up?"

Syracuse is not so easy to be teased and enthusiastic. He clearly understands how many slaves there are in Olympus today, but even if he wins the top three in a competition, he can't get a few people.

"Getting rid of slavery is only secondary, the real important thing is how to please Zeus."

"This......"

"I know you have your own beliefs, and you can't pretend to convert during the sports meeting and repent later, but don't we have the same interests? During the sports meeting, we should have many opportunities to cooperate."

Syracuse put his hand on the magician's shoulder, and that relaxed expression made the magician stiff. The status of the two seemed to be reversed, and the humble slave gave orders to the magician like a superior.

"I need to know the competition items and the schedule of the magicians in the council as soon as possible. Of course, it would be better if there are some specializations and shortcomings of the magicians."

Sufficient information can allow Syracuse to better deploy troops.

Facing a magician who is strong enough, he will shoot cannon fodder. He will use Tian Ji's horse racing tactics to send as many slaves as possible to the podium.

"But these are the secrets of magicians..."

Magicians are very afraid of others prying into their own magic principles. This not only easily exposes shortcomings, but also reduces the mystery.

Spying on other people's roots is a taboo no matter where you are.

"But there is always a way, isn't it? Otherwise, how long will you let the people above suppress you? The seat of the parliament should also be changed."

Syracuse understands that a magician is also a human being, and as a human being, there are needs, needs and desires, and desires can be used.

Chapter 15 Gnawing the Old God King (28/[-])

"Long-distance running, weightlifting, wrestling, swimming...that's all for now."

Zeus took stock of the competition items. Originally, he planned to have a race with borrowed objects, but after thinking about it, wouldn't it be a Japanese-style sports meeting?

Anyway, it is also the embryonic form of the future Olympic Games.

Of course, there are many competitive sports such as football, basketball, tennis, etc. that have not yet appeared, and it is not suitable for multi-player cooperation games.

After some deletions, there are only a few competitions that can be completed by a single person in this sports meeting.

"Is Medusa bored?"

Zeus looked at Medusa sitting on his lap, obviously this girl was already drowsy, facing a pile of documents, it was obvious that any child could hardly suppress sleepiness.

"No, I can still..."

"Let's go out and play, let's go together."

Of course, Zeus wasn't tired of work and wanted to catch fish, but he was building a construction site for the sports meeting, and he didn't know how his slave students were doing.

This time Zeus intends to bring some wound medicine and food, after all, he is the culprit.

Of course, he also thought about whether there would be slaves who would win the game and get rid of their status as slaves, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

It's not that I haven't read "Fan Jinzhongju" back then. After becoming a Juren, will people still care about those scholars who are like ants?

He did not expect those who had been freed from slavery to speak for them.

This is just a palliative, not a cure.

"By the way, you can't call me Zeus when you go outside. People outside call me Prophet. Then Medusa, you can change your name too."

"Can't I be called Medusa?"

"Um."