Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Wow——

The north wind howled, bringing the winter cold.

In the maze of Silver Moon City, the God of West Wind felt that he was on guard every moment.

However, reality never changes according to personal will, and I don’t know how long he has been waiting here silently.

Until he got the feather pen that belonged to him, the God of West Wind finally felt that he saw a little hope.

It’s finally here, let’s start quickly... He can’t wait any longer.

End this journey as soon as possible. As a god, he doesn’t belong to this damn exam at all. Only the banquet on Mount Olympus is his destination.

Even if he stays here for one more second, Zeferos feels that he is wasting his life.

“Ga——”

“Brother, how are you prepared for this exam?”

“!”

The feathers all over his body exploded for the third time, and the God of West Wind turned back fiercely.

But all he could see was an ordinary three-legged sparrow.

“You can talk?”

Shocked, Zeferos was a little surprised to hear this.

I just found out that there are very few birds that can talk, but I didn't expect to meet one... But the next moment, he was looked at as if he was a fool.

"Ga——"

"What's the question? Are you stupid?"

"If you can't talk, why were you brought here to take the exam? You can talk, so of course I can talk."

"..."

Silently, the God of West Wind felt his claws harden.

However, after thinking for a moment, he had to admit that the other party made sense.

Not surprisingly, the dozen birds brought here were treated differently because they were all different... But it made sense, but it couldn't eliminate the strange feeling in Zephyrus' heart.

As a god, I was mocked by a bird.

Is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable.

The reason why this happened is that the birds here are too different.

After comforting himself for a few words, the God of West Wind still had to face reality.

Regardless of whether this was reasonable or not, he could only choose to ignore it at most.

It's impossible to kill birds here, but you wait... At this moment, Zeferos secretly swore that when he returned to the sacred mountain, he would eat a whole bird feast for a month.

However, the god of the west wind wanted to ignore it, but the three-legged sparrow did not intend to let him go.

"Ga--"

"Brother, you don't look very smart."

"Are you really ready for the exam later?"

"If you really don't know how to do it, I can let you 'learn from it' then."

"Learn from it?"

"I, you--"

Almost unable to catch his breath, Zeferos' claws exerted a little force.

Learn from it? Isn't it just plagiarism?

With a click, he couldn't help but break the slender feather pen.

"No need... I won't bother you."

Just kidding, it's just a so-called test, how could it really stump the gods?

Let him plagiarize? It's a joke.

However, he just asked a stupid question, and he couldn't refute it immediately.

"Ga——"

"I hope so. I also hope you can pass the exam on your own."

"But brother, why did you break the pen?"

Shaking his head slightly, the three-legged sparrow didn't seem to believe what the God of the West Wind said.

But it finally changed the subject and pointed at Zephyrus's broken feather pen.

"It's just a pen. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad."

Sneering, the God of the West Wind didn't care at all.

It's just a pen. What a fuss. It's broken. What's the big deal?

Animals are animals. If it were someone else, they would definitely not care about such a small matter.

"Ding——"

"Mr. Bird, I'm sorry to interrupt your communication."

"But regarding the problem of intentional damage to the test supplies just detected, please cooperate to solve it."

A familiar voice sounded from behind, and Zephyrus turned his head stiffly to take a look.

The pale silver metal sphere was floating there. The sound just now was undoubtedly made by the other party.

After a moment of stunned, the God of the West Wind finally looked back in the direction of the three-legged sparrow.

If it were anywhere else, he would have 10,000 ways to make a feather pen.

But here, he didn't dare to use any power related to God, even divine arts.

"Ga——"

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you have money? If you don't have money, just pluck your own feathers. You don't expect me to do it for you, do you?"

"Don't worry, considering the cost of work and compensation, you only need to pluck five feathers. It's not strange to use materials to pay off debts."

"..."

After a while, I don't know what kind of mood he was in when he plucked five feathers, and Zeferos received a feather pen again.

The tool was lost and recovered, but the feathers on the body were a little sparse.

Listening to the voices coming from the side, this time, the God of the West Wind pretended not to hear anything the chattering sparrow said.

For a long time, until the silver ball made another "ding" sound, when more than a dozen papyrus papers fell down after a space fluctuation, Zeferos raised his claws slightly and grabbed the paper tightly.

Finally... I finally saw the question...

For a moment, an inexplicable feeling surged in my heart, but the God of West Wind quickly suppressed it and prepared to start answering the questions.

Although he encountered many problems before, it was not his fault. If he had to blame someone, he should blame the strange order of Silver Moon City... Fortunately, there is no problem now.

Holding the feather pen, Zephyros felt that his confidence was back.

As eternal gods, most of the gods on Mount Olympus did not know much about human knowledge, with only a few exceptions.

For example, the king of gods Zeus, and the goddess of wisdom Athena... Of course, the God of West Wind is also one of them.

At first, he was just because of the attention of the king of gods; later, he was curious about the source of faith.

Over time, Zephyros read a lot of books, and even among humans, he thought he was a knowledgeable bachelor.

Come on, Silver Moon City can't use advanced witchcraft knowledge to test a bird. If that's the case, then he will admit it.

Taking a deep breath, the God of West Wind spread out the test paper.

Next, it's time for him to show his strength.

…

“…”

Shasha——

“…”

Shasha——

“…”

Shasha——

In the temporary open-air examination room, the birds who received the papers wrote furiously.

If you only look at the movement of the pen without seeing the existence of the pen, I am afraid no one will believe that this is a group of birds answering.     However, among the many birds who are writing the questions seriously, there is a bird that is motionless and stands out from the crowd.

“…”

“What is this…?”

The claw holding the pen trembled slightly in front of the papyrus.

At this moment, Zephyros felt a little confused.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

I don’t know, I don’t know at all.

Looking at the questions in front of him, the God of the West Wind couldn’t say even a word.

Even if he really saw the so-called advanced witchcraft knowledge, he probably wouldn’t have such a reaction.

To be honest, if he really saw such content, I am afraid Zephyros would not write at all.

On the one hand, he wouldn’t, on the other hand, it proved that he must have been discovered.

No one would use such a professional and difficult content to test a bird, even a bird that can talk... So no matter how dangerous it is here, if things are impossible, the god of the west wind will make the right decision.

However, the reality is not like this. At this moment, Zephyrus looked at the test questions in front of him, and his heart was only at a loss.

Question 1: It is known that there are three rows of numbers,

1, 2, 3

4, 5, 6

7, 8, 9

Now choose numbers from them and arrange them.

Get 3, 6, 4

1, 2, 8

9, *, 2

Please give the answer to the missing numbers.

…

Question 2: It is known that there is a blackbird and a tortoise racing.

The tortoise is one hundred cubits ahead of the blackbird, and it moves forward one cubit every breath, while the bird's speed is ten times that of the tortoise.

The blackbird believes that it can win this race because its speed is much faster than the tortoise.

But the tortoise believes that the other party will never win, because when the blackbird catches up with the leading one hundred cubits, it has continued to move forward for a distance during this period of time.

When the blackbird caught up with the distance again, the tortoise had already moved again.

So no matter how hard the blackbird tried, it would never catch up with the tortoise.

Please give a conclusion to the above questions and make a logical explanation.

Explain who will win, why, and where the opponent's logic is wrong.

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Question 3:

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"…"

Silently, at this moment, Zephyrus felt that he should not be here.

These were not difficult questions, nor were they professional at all. However, when facing them, the God of the West Wind felt that he was crushed in terms of IQ.

He could feel the logic between the numbers, and he could also feel that there was an inexplicable sense of disharmony in the conversation between the tortoise and the bird.

However, the result was that he had no way to deal with these two, let alone the dozen questions behind.

Looking around, the God of the West Wind thought he was not an exception, but in the end he despaired to find that he was the only one who had no idea how to deal with it.

Except for him, the remaining dozen birds were writing furiously, as if they did not feel any difficulty at all.

"..."

"Am I a god, or are they gods?"

"Maybe they are all gods who turned into birds, and I am the only one who turned into a god from a bird?"

A feeling of powerlessness came over him. Before this trip, Zeferos had considered many outcomes.

For example, being discovered, and then fighting all the way to escape.

Another example is being discovered, and then trying to bribe these short-lived mortals with benefits.

But what the God of West Wind never expected was that he actually fell at the beginning and couldn't even enter the gate of Silver Moon City.

And the reason for his failure was that he was defeated by a group of birds.

"... Ahem, ga——"

"Brother, look here, I say... Are you really not going to 'learn' from it, or exchange views with each other or something?"

A low voice came from beside him, but at this time it was like a long drought meeting sweetness, and it was like a willow willow flower brightening up after a dark period.

At this moment, Zeferos was very grateful to this chatterbox sparrow who was still hated not long ago.

Those who have not experienced it personally will never know how much a person in the examination room desires the answer.

"Ahem..."

"No need to borrow from others, but to communicate..."

After a moment's silence, the God of the West Wind said reservedly: "One person's ideas are still somewhat insufficient, especially since you are still too young."

"Well, let me give you some pointers."

"..."

Shasha——

Soon, not long after, there was a sound of notes rubbing in this open-air examination room.

This time, Zeferos said that his previous judgment was correct.

It was just a question for mortals, how could it be difficult for gods?

But he didn't notice that while he was writing, a silver sphere quietly appeared behind him.

It silently recorded everything into its body and sent it to the corresponding place.

Cheating is against the rules, but let's wait until he finishes writing.

After all, if there was no uninvited visitor, where would Silver Moon City have this test?

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Hua La La...

The waves were rising and falling on the seashore.

A rope tied the huge cylinder to prevent it from floating far away.

A large amount of supplies were sent into it to maintain the voyage.

He didn't know that a god who had gone crazy looking for him was taking his first exam in his life, and he didn't know that he was about to experience his first experience of being caught cheating.

Hercules walked to the seaside and looked at the vast ocean.

"Compared to the land, the sea is not only wide, but also deep."

"Sir Ande, have you been to the ocean?"

"No, although more than one person who has received my power has been here, I have never been."

"But now think about it, if it weren't for the choice back then, maybe this would be my home..."

A rustling sound came, and the puppet crawled out of his pocket.

He recalled the choices that had been in front of him, but he didn't know what they were at the time.

Chess, sailing, opera.

He chose the last one, which was good. But how do you know if the other two that were not chosen are better answers?

"So don't regret it... and believe in every choice you make."

"Hercules, one day, you will become a real hero."

Speaking softly, in fact, in Ande's eyes, the so-called heroes of Chaos have never been heroes.

Although he doesn't know what a real hero is like, at least he thinks it shouldn't be like this.

"In the past...someone told me some stories. Hercules, I will tell you some of them when I have the chance."

"As for how you understand them, that's your business."

"I will."

Accepting seriously, Hercules looked at the sky.

It was already late, and he had planned to go to Silver Moon City first, but now he thought it would be okay to wait.

Let's wait until he comes back. After all, compared to the Eye of the East China Sea, there is no one waiting for his arrival in that city.