Chapter 254 We in Greece also need to have our own sacred weapons of humanity!
Oh, it’s really troublesome, can’t we just want them all?
Eighty-eight pieces, can’t you wear them in rotation every day?
Holy clothes, men’s wardrobe, why is there only one piece of clothing in the wardrobe?
Hephaestus choked up after hearing Eros's answer.
She hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Although you are right, you still have to choose something for daily wear, right?"
"And things in this world must be prioritized after all, like Is it different from what I like more?"
Eros looked at her with a strange look.
Are you sure you are talking about the Holy Cloth? Rather than something else?
Why does it feel like you are sarcasm?
“So, you’d better pick the one you like best.”
“But I really don’t have a favorite, I think I like them all.”
Eros is still tough-talking, insisting that he is equal and does not relax the basic character of fraternity.
“No, you have to pick one out for me today.”
"Of so many pieces, which one do you like?!"
Hephaestus took a picture of the design of the holy garment in front of him.
“But aren’t we talking about the design concepts and goals of these clothes? Why are you forcing me to choose the one I like best?”
Eros began to talk about him, trying to Change the subject.
“A complete set of things must have a core, right? Only by knowing the core can we design and build it better, do you understand?”
Finding a reason, Hephaestus fooled him.
Eros thought for a moment, and what she said made sense.
"Then let me think about it. Let me declare in advance that this is just to cooperate with your creation and does not represent any other ideas or choices of mine."
I am always a little worried about Hephaestus. There is something in Si's words, hinting and testing something.
After stacking several layers of armor, Eros began to seriously consider which one to choose.
But for a person like him who is fraternal and equal, passionate and affectionate.
Among the many holy clothes, it is really difficult to pick out only one.
But then I thought about it, there are thirteen golden holy clothes in the twelve constellations of the zodiac.
The thirteen golden holy clothes are actually fourteen, which seems reasonable, right?
Opening his mind, Eros felt that this problem would be solved naturally.
Whether it is Aquarius, Gemini, or Virgo, it should not be suitable for you.
Then why not specifically design a holy garment that fully meets your own preferences in addition to the twelve zodiac signs?
It was a bit interesting, and Eros became interested instantly.
"Hephaestus, if I say, how about we design a single holy garment as the core of these eighty-eight constellations?"
"Just use the design concept. The sky is surrounded by stars, embellished with eighty-eight constellations and star elements.”
"Then it is supplemented by elements of mountains, rivers, vegetation, sun, moon and stars, and a little bit of unique cultural elements are added."
"What do you think of using Greek characters to write classic epics on the inside of the holy garment?"
Greece must also have its own sacred weapon of humanity!
Although it is suspected of plagiarism, Eros thinks this idea is good, and Hephaestus also agrees.
"It is true. The stars are divided into eighty-eight constellations. Although there are twelve zodiac signs, there is no existence that can lead the stars."
"Since you want to forge this thing with the divinity of the stars, there is no problem in listing a separate core."
No matter what Eros thinks, as long as you can pick out the most important one. Eros took out his pen and began to write and draw, racking his brains and preparing to customize a brand new holy robe for himself.
First of all, you must have wings. Without wings, it is not enough to attract the wind.
What about the symbolic cloak of the strong? This cannot be missing either.
It's just that the two are somewhat overlapping, so it would be better to design them so that they can be switched between cloaks and wings according to posture and needs.
Then there is the design of every detail. Since we are starting from scratch, the design speed this time is a bit slow.
Seeing that he couldn't finish the design for a while, Hephaestus stood up and walked towards Prometheus.
"Prometheus, prophet, are you finally done with your busy work?"
She took a cup, filled it with wine for Prometheus, and handed it to past.
Prometheus politely accepted it and nodded slightly.
Her work of observing humans is indeed almost over, but why does Hephaestus know about this?
This matter does not seem to have much to do with Hephaestus, right?
Her expression changed slightly, and she seemed a little surprised.
Hephaestus was sitting on the sofa in the hall, drinking a cold drink without any care.
"The observation reports you submit in each issue should also be submitted to Mount Olympus."
"What do you think the gods will say about this new human race? Prometheus the Prophet "Xius."
Hephaestus chatted with her about these things like daily chat.
Prometheus thought about it and recalled his views on this generation of humans.
“I feel that although this generation of human beings are born weak, their potential and growth are far greater than those of previous generations.”
"As for other aspects, although they have many shortcomings, such as greed, violence, and unbridled lust, they also have many advantages in reverse."
"From my personal observation and evaluation, it is indeed good. It is a race with great potential and extraordinary growth potential.”
For the entire human race, Prometheus still praises more than criticizes. After all, she also has a part of her efforts in it.
Watching and observing the entire human race, Prometheus is still very satisfied with these creations.
“Haha, but have you forgotten the commotion on the ground when Demeter went down to the underworld?”
Hephaestus sneered twice and looked at Prometheus.
“In the midst of famine, humans burst out with power that made even the gods look on, showing cruelty and barbarity that even gods would be shocked by.”
“And, Because of the legacy of this power, humans don’t have that much respect for the gods, right?”
If you have power, you won’t have too much respect for gods.
Only the weak will entrust their destiny to the hands of gods.
In particular, humans are rapidly reproducing and occupying the entire land at an extremely efficient rate.
The fight that broke out between them was so barbaric and cruel that it even exceeded the imagination of the gods.
Hephaestus' words revealed some information that Prometheus had to care about.
On Mount Olympus, it seems that not all the gods are satisfied with this generation of humans.
There are some old men from the previous dynasty who still miss the golden age under Cronus.
I miss the peaceful and perfect golden humanity, the era of harmony between humans and gods.
And these sounds will naturally affect the next problem.
Prometheus opened her eyes, her expression a little solemn.
I have difficulty choosing, so I just summarized it.
(End of this chapter)