Chapter 562 Greek Mythology
This experience is really ridiculous.
But think about it, in what kind of world would you have to fight for parking spaces in order to make money?
And if someone parks in your parking space, they will be fined.
There are also cities that specialize in training parking assistants. What a strange setting. You have to know that a city requires at least millions of talents to form. Hundreds of thousands of people cannot form the scale of a modern city.
So the parking guys in the whole world are provided by this world, right? There are even people who are desperate for parking.
"What kind of weird cyberpunk world is this? This kind of world should be more like the world of terminally ill people, right?"
Li Ke was speechless about this experience. He thought about it and decided to try again.
“Again!”
How could Li Ke be such a dark-faced person!
Li Ke opened the random simulation again with a gloomy face.
The simulation starts.
According to the blessing talents of the earth star, you gain talents and proficiency system.
Proficiency system: No matter what you do, you can gain proficiency and thereby improve your ability value.
In the first year, you were born into a poor farmer's family, but your father didn't seem very happy about your birth.
You don't understand why at first, until one day, a strong man with the classic image of Zeus walks in with his arms around your mother in this life, points at you and says, "Is this the son you gave birth to for me?" Then you understand why.
He also snatches food from you and even says you eat too much when forcing you to eat.
You feel like you have learned about the Greek pantheon.
In the second year, you grew up healthily and became very strong. You began to train , but your mother died.
The reason was simple. She asked to see Zeus' true body directly, and then her head exploded and she died because she could not bear the amount of information brought by the true God Zeus.
After her death, Zeus never came again.
But Zeus still felt guilty about this and gave you a sword, but it was hidden by your father.
He wanted to kill you, but he was afraid of divine punishment, and he also felt that you were the only thing left by his wife, so...
He left this home and dumped you at the gates of Zeus' temple.
You were adopted by the priests of the Temple of Zeus.
In the third year, you were able to speak and walk normally. Looking at the ancient Greeks' poor farming knowledge and their extremely simple metal forging capabilities, you couldn't help but sigh. Then, while learning the knowledge of sacrifice and the knowledge of this world, you tried to see if you could restore some of it.
After all, no matter what, the people at the bottom are poor.
You have awakened your hard drive talent.
In the fourth year, you discovered that there was a magical power in your body. This power gave you a very powerful feeling. Normally, when you punched, you could only break stones, but when you used this power, it could allow you to smash the stones into powder.
Even when fully exerted, the stone leaves nothing behind.
You ask the priest, and the priest tells you that this is divine power.
What makes you different from ordinary people.
You begin to deliberately exercise this strength, and because you can feel yourself getting noticeably stronger, you even start to become more self-disciplined.
But you think it has something to do with the not-so-delicious food in Greece and the lack of entertainment activities.
In the fifth year, your title of Son of God did not bring you much special treatment. Although you had no worries about food and drink and had pocket money every day, if you wanted to do something, the title of Son of God was still not enough.
However, just as you were using your pocket money to buy materials to make maltose, intending to use it to bribe the priest to grant you a piece of land for your experiment, a centaur appeared in front of you.
“Hmm, the aroma of malt.”
"Experts, come and try this candied fried noodles."
You looked at this seemingly gentle centaur in surprise, surprised that he could actually smell it, so you casually poured some malt on a portion of noodles you made and passed it to him.
After all, the priest who raised you likes to eat noodles and honey. Pour honey on noodles is a basic operation, let alone this.
You instinctively think that this rather gentle centaur must be quite capable, so it would be a good idea to try to trick him. After all, most centaurs are bandits. If the person in front of you is a bandit, then at least it will help to force the nearby villagers to escape.
The centaur was surprised at your generosity, but immediately understood what you meant.
He smiled, taking the malted noodles from your hand and tasting it.
"Mm, this is so sweet that it makes my teeth fall out."
You are surprised to find that this guy has the same sweetness level as you, because everyone you find in this world loves sweets, so when you make it, you make it very sweet.
"You have bad teeth, right? Uncle."
You wordlessly placed the toothbrush you made and some coarse salt and clean water in front of this man. He happily picked it up and looked at it, then gave you a gentle smile.
"I know, just brush your teeth after eating. You are very talented and kind, learn from me."
You find this conversation strangely familiar, but you are more concerned with other things.
"You can't beat me, right?"
You shook your head. You are very strong, and because the hard drive has become a spirit, you have directly learned most of the martial arts in the world. In this era, that is...
...that means being beaten.
You looked at the centaur who had hammered you until he was dizzy, and asked him his name with conviction.
"What's your name?"
"I am Chiron."
“…”
"What's wrong? Absothoth, I think I know a little bit about teaching students, so I'm qualified, right? How about becoming my disciple?"
"……certainly!"
When the priest heard that it was Chiron, although he was reluctant to let you leave, he still sent you to practice with a smile.
You were once beaten by Chiron's training to the point where you were unable to take care of yourself.
In the sixth year, Chiron expressed his admiration for your mathematical ability, ability to identify herbs, and a range of cultural knowledge, but he did not delve into the source of your knowledge. He just said that you were really amazing.
You smiled and said nothing. You felt it was even more bizarre because you had brought up the theory of relativity, but the Centaur in front of you insisted on continuing the conversation with you.
You think this is a terrible thing.
You start learning with Chiron. Chiron not only teaches you the advanced usage of various weapons, but also helps you develop the divine power in your body.
He tells you that this divine power is the power of heaven and earth, the absolute power, and its name is -
Microcosmos.
