[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

In the No.13 day in the Caucasus Mountains - the weather is light and rainy - the mood, a golden apple is exchanged for a hero who guides the NPC Pi Liwen's hero, the immortal centaur Chiron.

The mentor of the ancient Greek heroes, the omnipotent, omniscient, wise and courageous villain.

I have admired you for a long time.

be friends with me

Shen Jingbing is committed to running out of the barrier every day, and Qi Yu never tires of watching Shen Jingbing sneaking every day and catching people back when he is about to succeed.

Only Prometheus was studying the giant sword carefully and meticulously, which easily cut off his enmity with Zeus.

He was sure that neither of these two people had the blood of gods nor were they heroes of humans, so the ability to cut this must all depend on this giant sword.

Prometheus tapped on the thick blade of the giant sword, listening to the tiny vibrations from the blade.

Shen Jingbing rolled on the grass, glanced at the records that Prometheus had seriously made on the ground, and felt like an idiot when he rolled his eyes.

It's just sad.

Qi Yu is quite used to this kind of life in one place and is comfortable, and he thoughtfully bought a small family-style spaceship, which has everything you need for daily necessities, so you don't have to worry about living in this wilderness at all. uncomfortable.

Of course, Prometheus was not allowed in.

Even though this wise god showed very strong curiosity and interest in the place where they stayed every night, he couldn't get Qi Yu's consent to get the right to go in.

Prometheus has no regrets.

He counted the time every day, waiting for the opportunity to truly end his conflict with Zeus.

The cold wind blows all day long on the Caucasus Mountains.

After losing the shackles, Prometheus ran around in the enchanted area with the giant sword on his back every day.

It looks like he's planning to change his job to become a fighting god.

Shen Jingbing looked up at the clear blue sky, watching the greenery in front of her eyes gradually turn into the golden color of autumn.

He shrank his neck, feeling sad that he couldn't go home.

Qi Yu raised his hand and rubbed his head, with a smile on his face, watching the sky gradually change from blue to dark clouds.

Qi Yu glanced at Shen Jingbing who had fallen asleep leaning against the tree trunk, and went back into the spaceship silently.

Shen Jingbing, who was drenched all over her face, opened her eyes and looked at Qi Yu's position. When she found that there was no one there, she jumped up angrily and rushed into the spaceship.

What about human nature!

Friendship too!

Can I still fall in love?

As soon as he opened the door, a warm soft towel was thrown towards him, and it slapped onto his face.

Shen Jingbing took off the towel from his face, and looked at Qi Yu who was adding sugar cubes to his coffee, his eyes were burning.

Prometheus was also chilled. He was wearing soft clothes that made him bear a debt of thirty gold coins. Although he was surprised, the rain fell on the clothes but did not wet them. Instead, it slipped down along the lines of the clothes.

Prometheus withdrew his gaze. Ever since he got to know Shen Jingbing and Qi Yu, two human beings with strange names, the world in his cognition has changed a lot, but the clothes will not be soaked by the rain, and they will not be wet. It didn't surprise him at all.

He helped the giant sword that had slipped behind his back, glanced at the rain-soaked mountain road that had become slippery and muddy, sighed, and decided to find a place to hide from the rain in order to prevent himself from falling off the cliff.

The place on his chest where the diamond had been pinned was aching in the cold autumn rain. Prometheus got into a cave, shook off the dripping water droplets from his head, looked back at the rain curtain and took a deep breath.

He untied the giant sword on his back and put it on the ground.

The sound of the heavy sword falling to the ground awakened the sleeping person inside. He opened his eyes and watched the black figure sitting at the entrance of the cave warily. Arrows come.

Prometheus seemed to have sensed something was wrong, even if he wasn't a god good at fighting, he could still sense such an undisguised cold gaze.

The darkness does not have any adverse effects on the vision of the gods. Prometheus clearly saw the strong man, who was drawing the bow in his hands at the moment. Obviously, if he made any changes, the arrows that left the string would immediately would pierce his heart.

Prometheus thought about the chest that had been pierced by the diamond nail before, and felt that he didn't want to try it again.

He looked at the man carefully for a long while, then raised his brows: "Demigod?"

Startled by the man who revealed his blood, he didn't put down the weapon in his hand that could easily take people's lives, "Who are you?"

"Prometheus." The father of mankind answered him, and looked at the man for a while, "a child of Zeus."

He guessed that this might be his chance to truly liberate him.

The one who should have saved him should have been this somewhat young but seemingly strong demigod, not the two mysterious human beings that he could not understand.

"Prometheus?" The man frowned, "Aren't you locked on the top of the mountain..."

"I was just rescued a few months ago." Prometheus shrugged, "I think if you had come earlier, you would probably be the one who rescued me."

The man felt the majestic divine power of the man who claimed to be Prometheus in front of him—a purity that was completely different from a demigod like him.

"Are you really Prometheus?"

Prometheus just raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

The man put down his bow and arrow in doubt, stood up and saluted, "Dear God of Wisdom, I am Hercules from Thebes, and I would like to ask you for help."

Prometheus smiled, "You are going to the place guarded by Hesperides and the dragon to get the golden apple, aren't you?"

Hercules was taken aback, looked at Prometheus' gentle smile, and nodded.

He finally believed that the person in front of him was Prometheus, the prophet whom his teacher, the centaur Chiron, described as miraculous.

"I can help you." Prometheus looked at the rain outside the window, pursed his curved lips, "but I have a small condition."

The demigod hero was not surprised that the god made a request. He looked at Prometheus quietly, waiting for him to make a condition.

His teacher had told him before he left that if he encounters unsolvable difficulties, he can go to the Caucasus Mountain to seek help from the benevolent God of Wisdom. Save him and call for help.

But obviously, today's God of Wisdom doesn't need his help, so Hercules is not surprised by the other party's request.

"First of all, you have to answer me that you have not encountered any unsolvable difficulties." Prometheus looked at him again, "Why did you come to me?"

"My teacher... the centaur Chiron has admired you for a long time." Hercules lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed because his words were pierced, "I made a mistake."

Prometheus nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"When I was chasing and killing a group of centaur bandits, I accidentally injured my teacher. The arrow was soaked in the poisonous blood of the hydra Hydra. The teacher is immortal, but now he wants to die quickly because of the pain." Half body The hero lowered his head in despair, "I hope you can help my teacher."

After hearing this, Prometheus inexplicably thought of the two people who were probably on the top of the mountain now. Perhaps without his thinking, those two people would be able to solve Hercules' troubles soon.

"Yes." Prometheus nodded, looking at the gradually thinning rain, he stood up, picked up the giant sword on the ground and tied it to his back, and looked back at Hercules, whose eyes burst into surprise. "My condition is very simple, you just lie in front of Zeus and tell him that I was rescued by you."

Hercules was stunned for a moment, he looked at Prometheus and shook his head: "The king of the gods is omniscient, he will know that I am lying."

"He can't see here." Prometheus smiled, watched the rain outside, and walked out, "I will follow you away, he will only think that you saved me, and you only need A nod in his anger is enough."

Hercules followed Prometheus a few steps, "Then he will punish you."

"I've said it before." Prometheus carefully avoided the slippery rock, and lifted the giant sword on his back, "As long as a person realizes the inevitable and irresistible power, he will endure everything that is destined .”

Obviously, Zeus is still one of his irresistible forces for the time being.

Hercules looked at Prometheus with the giant sword on his back, opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

He hoped that Prometheus could free his teacher from endless pain. Even in pain, his teacher taught him that when Hera made things difficult, he always taught him by ear.

In front of the god of wisdom whom the teacher admired, Hercules felt that he did not have much room to speak.

Prometheus brought Hercules to the top of the mountain, and Shen Jingbing gnawed on Qi Yu's raised hand that was about to continue touching the dog's head, his eyes sparkling with anger.

Qi Yu didn't feel upset at all when he was bitten. Instead, he squinted his eyes quite comfortably, glanced at Prometheus and the people he brought up, and patted Shen Jingbing's head with the other hand.

In a coaxing tone, she said softly, "Hey, let go, there's a guest."

Pooh!

You really treat me like a dog, don't you?

Shen Jingbing was outraged.

"Prometheus?" Qi Yu looked back at Prometheus, then at the man behind him.

"This is Hercules, he needs a little help." Prometheus led Hercules closer, "His teacher, the centaur Chiron, was soaked in the hydra Hydra The poisonous blood arrows were injured, I think you should have a solution."

"Chiron?" Shen Jingbing withdrew his gaze from Qi Yu, his ears pricked up, he turned his head to look at Hercules, and was stunned for a while, "Hercules... is the Heracles of that golden apple." Lacleus?"

Prometheus glanced at Shen Jingbing in surprise, "I think... yes."

Qi Yu remained silent the moment Shen Jingbing spoke.

Shen Jingbing rubbed her hands, "I have golden apples."

Apples made of gold, grab a handful of them.

If you want something more advanced, there are all kinds of golden apples that have been cultivated by magic potions and cultivators, not only apples, but also pears, olives, grapes, dates, and all kinds of colors.

As Shen Jingbing said, she directly dug out a row of various "golden" apples and put them out, following the completely stunned eyes to choose.

ha!ha!ha!stupid!up!Bar! !

I have a bunch! ! !

It’s not too little to eat one and throw one away! !

And the rest can piss you stupid gods and demigods! !

Shen Jingbing grinned happily, "As for Chiron's problem, we can also solve it."

Hercules pulled his head out of the gleaming golden apple in front of him, and looked at Shen Jingbing, his eyes full of expectation.

"As a condition, your teacher will not be free for a period of time." Shen Jing held her chin, "I hope Chiron can agree to our employment."

"I have to ask the teacher." Hercules was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, we'll wait here." Shen Jingbing nodded, "If you can convince him, the golden apple will be given to you for free."

Hercules' eyes lit up, then he hesitated again, and finally nodded.

"I'll let you guys know when I've settled the outside." Prometheus looked at them, explained a few words, and left the Caucasus Mountain with Hercules.

Watching those two people go, Shen Jingbing clenched his fists.

"Boss, we can open a hero training class! Adjust the time flow, and we can mass-produce heroes!!" Shen Jingbing's eyes shone with brilliant golden light, and he calculated the cost needed to win Chiron. Rubbing the golden apple on his hand intoxicated.

Oh my god, I'm so fucking witty!