Chapter 152 Zeus has brought you a wife
No matter how much Eros covets the goat milk that Zeus drank, he has no reason to taste it now.
After all, she is the wet nurse of Zeus, and she is such a gentle and tolerant goddess.
Eros asked himself, there was nothing he could do to deceive her.
But it is not a good time to be really emotional.
Eros could only give up and talk about business first.
"My identity is relatively sensitive. At this time, I can only inform the goddess under the pseudonym Endymion, and I hope you will forgive me."
Faced with this simple and kind goddess, Eros I don’t even want to tell lies.
Anyway, even if she makes a mistake, she will definitely tolerate it.
Zeus is her child, and Eros is also her child, there is no problem at all.
"Is that so? Well, I'll call you Endymion first."
As expected, Amalthea responded directly without any suspicion or anger.
Not only did she not mind Eros using a false identity, but she looked at Eros with great sympathy and consideration.
“You must have suffered a lot when you were forced not to even use your name, right?”
“If you have any helplessness or grievances, you can talk to me.”
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This is mom!
From now on, don’t mention Nyx to Eros. In his heart, only Amalthea is qualified for this position!
No wonder Zeus had to put her in his temple. This was to deter other girls and prevent anyone from spying on her.
It doesn't matter, he will protect such a gentle and caring wet nurse for Zeus.
“The goddess doesn’t need to worry about me so much, it’s just some small things.”
Eros casually fooled him.
He couldn't say that he was worried about Hera.
Otherwise, who knows what Amalthea would think of him?
"I came to Crete to seek Oriha Gang. I wonder if the goddess can tell me?"
Oliha Gang? Orichalcum?
Amalthea recalled that there were indeed huge copper mines on Crete, including orichalcum.
But there really aren’t any in the temple recently, they have been used up.
“Of course this exists, you just need to find it yourself.”
Amalthea pointed the direction to Eros, which is the mountain range on the island.
“Orichalcum is a god-given thing that occasionally appears in countless copper mines. Recently, the stock on the island has been used up.”
"If you really need this thing urgently, you have to go to the mines and look for it yourself."
I just looked for Oliha Gang, why are there so many twists and turns?
Although he was speechless, Eros didn't pay too much attention.
With his luck, he is afraid that he can’t find it?
"Thank you goddess."
Eros looked at Amalthea again and again, feeling a little tempted.
"After I find it, I will come back to thank you."
Grabbing Amalthea's little hand, Eros said sincerely.
No, when the things are found, Eros will find a way to stay in Crete for a while.
Even if you can’t eat goat’s milk, a knee pillow or something is still good.
The worst case scenario is risking being caught by Hera, just use full firepower.
“It doesn’t have to be like that. Whether you can find it or not is not because of me.”
Amalthea smiled and did not break away from Eros’ hand.
But Eros also understood that going too far is not enough, and it was so obvious that even Amalthea would know how to avoid it.
So he just pretended to be grateful, squeezed his little hand, and then let go.
"Without further ado, I'll go look for it on the mountain first."
Eros pulled Prometheus and said goodbye to Amalthea.
"Well, may Zeus bless you, poor child."
Looks full of motherly love flowed over Eros, and she still felt pity for Eros in her heart .
From the sound of his voice, he seems to be young.
But he was forced to show himself to others with a mask and a false name, and he could no longer even use his own name and identity.
I guess you must have suffered some injustice or treatment that even Zeus could not stand, right?
He must be working hard for revenge, right?
Someone will love a child who suffers a fate, and this sentence is most vividly reflected now.
It’s just that Amalthea does not regard Eros as her own child, but more as her own child’s child.
This also does not affect her ability to express her motherly love.
Amalthea looked at Eros's leaving figure and sighed.
If she had time to see Zeus, she would intercede with him for this poor child.
Let her help this child more.
And Eros came to the mine with Prometheus.
On the mountains here, where vegetation is sparse, rich copper deposits are directly exposed.
But there are not many traces of mining, and it remains in its original state.
The cracks in the Hengduan Mountains directly reveal the island's rich mineral resources.
“By the way, what does Oliha Gang look like?”
At this moment, Eros remembered that he had no idea what Oli Hagang looked like.
In this mountain full of ore, he didn't know which ones he needed.
“It is a metal that emits a golden-red light. Even in the air, it will be as red as burning.” “Because of its plasticity and hardness, it was named "The name of Kobelco"
Prometheus silently helped Eroscope.
“This metal sometimes appears directly in the soil, and sometimes it appears during forging and smelting.”
"In general, it still depends on luck, and it is not a stable output."
Although it is unstable, there are vast resources deep in the earth, and the same is true in the ocean.
So Oliha Gang is not so rare that it is unique.
It's just that Eros is a bit unlucky. Oceanus and Amalthea don't have any existing ones.
This makes Prometheus a little puzzled, it should not be the case.
After wandering around the mountain for a while, Eros was a little tired.
Isn’t his luck always good? Why haven't we met before?
Would you like to try your hand at smelting the entire mine? Come and get what you want?
But when he thought of the gentle and considerate Amalthea, Eros' hand stopped again.
Forget it, you can't do this kind of thing of fishing for the best.
He only wants a part of the amount, and he doesn't want to hollow out the entire island. He should leave something for the people on the island.
Looking for it again, he is not in a hurry anyway, he might as well stay on Crete for a while.
I can’t find it myself. It’s impossible for the island to have no output at all for a period of time, right?
Looking at the sky, Eros decided to look for a while longer.
If you haven’t found it yet, go back and rest first.
Where to rest? As Zeus's chosen god, he naturally has to be in Zeus's temple!
Let’s have a heart-to-heart talk with Amalthea then.
At night, he can unfold his own Mickey Mouse House without worrying about Hera's prying eyes.
Perfect, so perfect!
Thinking of this, Eros was not anxious at all, and even felt a little bit fishy.
Prometheus couldn't see what Eros was thinking and shook his head repeatedly.
Forget it, she should take a little action.
Seeing Eros waste precious time like this, she was helpless.
So, Prometheus opened his eyes again and began to observe the future.
This time, she is not observing Eros or her own future, but observing when the land under her feet will produce Oriha Gang.
This was originally a very easy thing. Prometheus thought it could be done in a few seconds.
But the strange thing is that there is nothing in her field of vision.
What is going on? Can Oliha just never give birth again?
But no matter how Prometheus adjusted the timeline of his observation, one day, three days, one week, one month
Oliha Gang was never born in the land under his feet. .
This strange situation made Prometheus suspicious.
Until something finally appeared in her field of vision.
It was a brilliant piece of gold, dazzling and extremely respectful.
It spreads from the sea, as if it symbolizes something.
"Coast."
Prometheus said subconsciously.
This sound naturally fell into Eros’s ears.
"What's wrong?"
Looking back, Prometheus just stood on the top of the mountain blankly, his empty eyes facing the sea.
Eros followed her gaze and saw that the sun was almost at the end and was about to fall into the abyss.
On the sea reflected by the setting sun, the golden light of the sunset is indeed a beautiful sight.
What is even more beautiful is that it is above the sea.
A noble and gorgeous white cow is carrying a beautiful girl, happily crossing the sea.
Its horns are small and exquisite, but as crystal clear as diamonds, like a perfect handicraft.
There are some crescent-like silver birthmarks on its forehead, its limbs are strong and powerful, and it comes walking through the sea water.
The blue and bright eyes revealed something familiar to Eros.
On its back, the girl holding its neck tightly and not daring to let go, had brilliant blond hair.
Her hair is more beautiful than the ocean dyed by the setting sun, and shines brighter than the setting sun in the sky.
The white bull, carrying the blond girl on its back, came across the sea. This familiar combination made Eros's brain stagnant for a moment.
Because he knows who the girl and the cow are.
And Prometheus also understood.
That was Zeus, the King of Gods, and a girl with unparalleled potential.
Prometheus saw the girl's name being sung for thousands of years, and her child with Zeus would become the master of a land wider than Greece.
She will become a great mother, and her achievements will not be inferior to those of Demeter, Rhea, Hera and other goddesses.
Eros understood better than her how important this girl brought by Zeus was.
Among Zeus's many lovers, she was also the most important.
No matter how great the demigods or outstanding heroes Zeus gave birth to, they are not as good as them.
Because her name is Europa, the great mother who connects several worlds together.
Her name will be the most dazzling among the glory of Zeus.
I have always felt that mythology is actually the continuation and embodiment of culture.
For example, even today, the name Europa is still used, and in the field of aerospace, the names of Greek gods are often used in various ways.
So the name Europa, even in a sense, is louder than Hera.
(End of this chapter)