Chapter 37 Bringing Black Silk to the World
Hera hated all the gods in the world who did not engage in pure love!
Ever before she was born, she was swallowed by her father, Cronos, and has been living in a state of confusion ever since, never seeing the light of day.
When she finally had light in her life, the first thing she saw was the little sister who saved her, the destined future god-king Zeus.
At the first glance, she felt the throb of fate, and she could no longer extricate herself.
But soon she learned the bad news. It turned out that Zeus already had a wife, and the thoughts in her heart were naturally sealed by herself.
Even if Zeus hooked up with his other sisters and did some evil things, Hera always restrained herself.
Hera, you are different from those little beakers, you are a goddess of pure love.
Until later, her lovely Zeus used a trick to trick her into opening the door, forcing her to accept the fact.
After becoming the Queen of Heaven, she regarded marriage as her vocation, wanting to sweep away the impure atmosphere in Olympus and advocate pure love and loyalty.
For her pure love plan, Hera worked hard, and the last thing she wanted to do was see someone messing around in front of her.
Especially since Eros was teasing her as her own daughter, this was really bearable.
Hera sat back, as if she wanted to get further away from Eros.
She didn’t kill such a scumbag directly because of various reasons and concerns.
“You scumbag, stay away from me and don’t come near me!”
"Tsk"
Eros looked at Hera with a strange look.
Hebe, the goddess of youth, is obviously the goddess of bartending. She is always there at Olympus, so why is she so unsociable?
Is it because he is not handsome enough? This is absolutely impossible!
Directly rejecting this possibility, Eros felt that it was very likely that Hera had instilled some strange concepts into the other party.
For example, Eros was described as a silver insect similar to Poseidon, which is why Hebe was so defensive about him.
It doesn’t matter, it’s difficult, he likes it!
Smiling casually, not caring about Hera's disgusted eyes, Eros suddenly had a new plan in his mind.
The look he looked at Hera was also a little more playful, making Hera feel a chill, as if Eros was brewing some kind of trap.
“What do you want to do?”
This guy definitely has nothing good in mind, so he must stay vigilant.
Hera warned herself in her heart, no matter what Eros said later, don't be fooled, he definitely has no good intentions.
“I was just wondering, Hebe, do you want to become the most beautiful goddess in Olympus?”
Hera’s attention was instantly attracted by his words. , completely forgetting the warning just now.
There is no way, beauty is a proposition that a goddess can never compete with.
Otherwise, there would be no so-called golden apple dispute, and even Athena, the goddess of wisdom, could not compete with the reputation of being the most beautiful.
But Hera is still very sensible. After all, this is just a private chat that no one knows about.
"Huh? What are you saying suddenly? Who is more beautiful? Doesn't it have to be based on your aesthetics?"
Hera said with great disdain, the goddess who represents beauty has long been Yes, why does Eros say this?
“Sorry, there is something wrong with my expression.”
Eros laughed, gradually outlining his trap.
“What I mean is that you goddesses are all different in terms of facial features, and it’s hard to distinguish the good from the bad.”
“But whether you are beautiful or not does not necessarily depend only on your appearance, but also on your clothing. It has a lot to do with it, doesn’t it?”
Yes, the goddesses in this Greek world are so charming and diverse, it really dazzles Eros.
But soon, Eros also discovered a very serious problem.
Their clothing types are too similar, they are basically Greek-style tunics called heatons.
Even if there are special ones, they are just woven and decorated with more precious materials like Amphitrite, so they look better.
In terms of clothing design, they don’t have too many tricks.
Not to mention the Saint Cloth that Eros wanted to make when he turned around, he didn’t even have stockings, which was absolutely impossible.
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In Hera's confused eyes, Eros used his magnetic field power. "The magnetic field rotates! Matter reorganizes!"
Although Eros has not yet reached the state of atom splitting, there is still no problem in forcibly making some clothes.
The cup in the hand was quickly broken into basic substances by the force of the magnetic field, and then recombined into new things.
Eros, who was originally shirtless and lazy, suddenly changed into an outfit that was completely incompatible with this era.
His overall style has also completely transformed from a lazy scumbag, and he has an indescribable sense of confidence.
But why is the upper body still empty? Can't you get dressed properly?
Hera was a little stunned when she saw the aesthetic style on Eros that she had never seen before. It could even be said to challenge her cognition.
"How is it? Did you find that if you change your style of clothes, your whole person will look different?"
Eros brushed his hair and said to Hera.
"You should know that what I am best at is making some novel things."
"I have many novel and beautiful clothing designs in my mind."
"Yes With them, I can definitely make you the most dazzling and dazzling goddess in all of Olympus.”
Isn’t this right? Then take out the jk knee socks, stepmother's tight skirt, and black stockings.
It is guaranteed to bring a huge impact to this aesthetically backward world of Greek mythology and set off a violent wave of the times.
What? Do you think the style can be accepted by other gods?
It can only be said that good-looking is common, and only some weird aesthetics are unacceptable.
Slender waist, long legs, enlarged breasts, black silk short skirt and small suspenders will make anyone confused when they look at her.
Hera was heartbroken. This time she was really calm.
She knew that Eros must have a conspiracy, but which goddess could resist such temptation?
Just like a man cannot compete with a transformable Kamen Rider belt, Eros cannot compete with a set of handsome Saint Cloths.
She can't compete with what Eros said, to become the most dazzling goddess in Olympus and lead the fashion trend.
Even if she knew it was a scam, she still wanted to try it out.
"So, what's the price?"
Hera gritted her teeth and asked.
As long as Eros's request was not too excessive, she would tolerate it.
"What are you talking about? Am I blackmailing you? We are cooperating for a win-win situation."
Eros showed a cunning smile.
“I want to promote this new style of clothing. Wouldn’t it be great if you help me as a model and we each get what we need?”
“Are you so kind?”
Hera looked at him suspiciously.
“Why don’t you let Amphitrite do it? She will definitely agree to you.”
“Both of them!”
Eros waved his hand and said, He said proudly.
“She is still resting now, let’s try it first, and we will definitely make a styling according to your style later.”
"Without further ado, let's try this first."
The power of the magnetic field operates again, and this time, two thin black silk fabrics appear on Eros' hands.
He is going to start strengthening the aesthetics of this world!
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If it were all ancient Greek-style robes and armor, then the interest would not be high at all.
You must benchmark yourself against the second-tier brothels! Wear new clothes fiercely!
(End of this chapter)