Chapter 439 Let me check your academic qualifications
"It's just a name, and the name Baal doesn't sound very nice either."
"It's better to let me give you a better and more suitable name."
Astarte chuckled, not caring about Eros' proposal.
She was not interested in spending so much time and troubleshooting so many things just for a crown ornament.
Moreover, Astarte has already obtained this noble title and status.
Now in a world smaller than Mesopotamia, how could she have any motivation?
Although he spoke like he was discussing with Eros, his tone was quite firm and he had no intention of changing his mind.
After all, in her eyes, the person in front of her no longer has a place to go or the right to choose. It is just an artifact.
How can an object have its own thoughts? Just follow the owner's ideas and place them.
"The world is not that good, but it is not that bad either."
Facing Astarte who was very self-centered and did not regard herself as an equal at all, Eros just said something very indifferent.
"If you ask me if I have the idea of taking over the world, I will not deny it. No one will refuse such a temptation."
"It's just that I want to correct one thing. The one who really benefits from this is not me, but you, the goddess."
"Oh?"
Astarte became interested, her eyes widened slightly, and she showed a playful expression.
She wanted to see what Eros had to say to convince herself to help him achieve his wish.
If it really makes sense and makes her heart move, it's not like she can't help him give it a try.
"Because this name is a laurel crown, a laurel crown that can make me more dazzling."
Eros uttered these words lightly and looked directly at Astarte.
"Perhaps this laurel crown seems a little shabby to you, the goddess, but to me, it is enough decoration."
"But what does this have to do with me?"
Astarte smiled contemptuously and said.
"Because the more luxurious my decorations are, the more I look like a goddess. You look good, don't you?"
Eros said with a chuckle, his words touched Astarte's heart.
"After all, you see, if I am just a vase, to you, the goddess, I am just a flashy or even fancy ornament."
"But if I add some new titles, such as Baal Hadad, the main god of Canaan, and the king of the gods, wouldn't it be more low-key, luxurious and connotative?"
"Wouldn't it be more pleasing to the eye for me to sit next to you, the goddess?"
Just like a coal boss looking for young models, he also likes to look for people with high academic qualifications. These qualities and identities are both plus points.
Especially when you can rely on power or wealth to force the other party to smile in front of you.
That kind of satisfaction will reach its peak, which is more pleasurable than a simple touch and hug.
There is no doubt that Astarte is such a powerful and wealthy coal boss now.
As for Eros, she is now the male model she likes, and the question is whether she has the need and thought to improve this male model's abilities.
The real coal bosses have always been arrogant, and those who are not arrogant enough cannot be called coal bosses.
Astarte's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was moved by Eros's words.
Wouldn't it make the beautiful young man in front of him become a god-king and match her with her to make her more powerful?
Although I don't care much about the position of the Canaanite God King, this proposal is indeed very exciting.
Astarte was a little shaken, but she frowned in distress, quite confused. "You're giving me a hard time, you guy."
"Is this difficult for a goddess?"
Eros smiled slightly.
"I have heard of your reputation as a goddess. You killed people from heaven to the underworld. Even the supreme god Anu wanted to give you face."
"In a small world like Canaan, is there anything that you, the goddess, can't do?"
Being praised by Eros, Astarte subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, but then his face fell as if he thought of something.
"You are not someone I once knew, are you? Are you here to set up a trap and cause trouble for me?"
She looked at Eros with a strange look for a few times, and then said.
"But among the people I know, there is no one as weak and good-looking as you, probably not."
Eros remained unmoved and just kept smiling.
He is now a pure-bred Greek. As a person from Mesopotamia, how could Astarte know him?
Astarte himself did not believe this kind of thing, and just complained casually.
"Baal Hadad's position is a hot potato, and I don't really want to get involved."
Looking at Eros, Astarte could not help but have some other thoughts in his mind.
"How about I take you to a different world and become a god king somewhere else? It would be the same~"
There are many small worlds derived from Mesopotamia. Although they are not big, there are still many small worlds like Canaan.
But what she said aroused Eros' curiosity and Metis' inquisitiveness.
"Is there anything special about this world?"
Hearing Eros ask, Astarte glanced at him first and thought for a moment.
Anyway, Eros has fallen into the palm of his hand, and everything is under his control. There are some things, it doesn't matter even if he tells him.
With this in mind, Astarte opened his mouth to explain a little to Eros.
"Hmph, do you think a supreme god-king would be so kind as to split his own authority and give others equal status?"
"Although that guy Enki looks good-tempered, he is actually not a good person."
Thinking of An, the supreme god of Mesopotamia, Astarte seemed to have a bad expression.
"There is a hole in Baal's position, a big hole. Except for the two guys born in this Canaanite world, no one else will end up well if they get involved."
"Could it be that after becoming Baal, I will be swallowed up by the Lord God and become a part of Him?"
Eros used the most common thinking to guess.
Astarte shook his head and denied his suspicion.
"That's not true. It's pointless to do such a thing."
"The problem is that this world is designed to be a trap, not only to face threats from other worlds, but also threats from chaos."
She pointed to the sky above her head, showing some rare respect in her expression.
"Our mother, our father, is not dead yet, but has been exiled to chaos, and will come back at any time."
"Enki is too weak, so weak that he may not even be able to face our mother, so he needs someone who is capable of facing this situation."
Including the extras I wrote, I can be considered a millionaire today.
(End of chapter)