End of the Sky

In the setting sun, the tide rises and falls.

The turbulent sea returned to calm and seemed extremely soft in the sunset. White seabirds circled and gradually ceased to live.

In the cave near the shore, the branches support the coarse cloth, blocking the sea breeze in a crude way.

Russell opened his eyes and found himself lying on a thick gray blanket with a wooden bowl of water on the side.

"Where is this?"

The flavor of the sea was strong in the air. Russell got up and walked out of the cave. He was wearing a piece of clothes cut out of linen.

The ring of water, Nanya, and everything in the carry-on space are all there. Make sure, there is basically no problem.

Out of the cave, Russell looked at the sea in the distance, the air was fresh, and a natural breath that had not been polluted came to his face.

After turning around, he froze.

I saw the sunset falling obliquely, in the direction directly opposite the ocean, a mountain range stood up, and the majestic main peak towered into the clouds.

The pillars of the sky are out of reach, and all above the mountainside are covered by clouds, adding a bit of mystery to the majesty.

Russell rubbed his eyes. He had never seen such a high mountain. This is no longer a mountain, and it can be called a Tianzhu.

The scene was too shocking, Russell's eyes narrowed, thinking of a possibility: "Is it the world I am in, Hong ..."

"Brother, you are awake!"

Brother?

Russell turned and heard, Da Lao Yuan saw a young man waving his hand. Considering the young man's European-style face, he silently crossed out the previous conjecture.

It can be a myth, but by no means Eastern myth.

Russell looked at the young man who came running, and saw that his facial features were tough, with thick eyebrows, like a statue with a sharp axe, and his heart was slightly sour, and he muttered, "This boy looks so handsome, and I am almost half handsome."

However, men are handsome and useless, they just stand alone, their body is the last word.

His eyes moved slightly, and when the young man approached, he was not well.

The young man is tall and sturdy, the bronze skin is shiny and shiny, and on top of the two rows of solid and powerful abdominal muscles, there are two large chest muscles that sting male hormones.

During running, the pectoral muscles are tight, and dancing generally trembles with the muscle lines.

(One`′one)

Russell: Hey, what's wrong?

"Brother, how are you? Are you better?"

The young man hurried to Russell's body, full of excitement, and even a tear in his eyes: "You have been in a coma for five days, and your father and mother are dying."

"Big chest, don't climb the relationship, who are you?"

Russell silently stepped back three steps and kept a certain distance. His younger brother, who was over 1.9 meters tall, instinctively refused.

"Brother, don't you know me?"

The youth was frightened, his face paled instantly.

"Don't shout brother, did you know who I am?" Russell asked tentatively.

"Of course I know, you are Russell, my biological brother."

"..."

Russell touched his black hair silently and said: "Big chest brother, you can't talk nonsense. Take a closer look. For biological brothers like us, the parents divorced, or the family broke down."

"Brother, you really don't know me?"

The youth face was like golden paper, biting his lips: "I am Perseus. If you think about it, you must remember me."

"Perseus ..."

Russell's eyes narrowed, the name is familiar, the source of the famous ancient Greek mythical hero, the son of Zeus, and Perseus.

Although it is not as famous as Achilles and Hercules, it is by no means an unknown person.

For example, the story of Perseus's beheading of Medusa's head is widely circulated and enduring.

Stealing important information, Russell stopped talking, and telepathy broke through the unsuspecting Perseus and peered into the important memories.

Perseus's memories are very rough. He has been fishing every day since he was a child. He works at sunrise and sunset, and his monotonous life is as white as his character.

For short, silly boy!

In Perseus' memory, Russell searched for information about his identity. The identity of the system this time was the eldest son of a fisherman's family.

A family of five, two parents, three siblings, except Russell, the others are blonde European models.

His origins, like Perseus, were picked up by his father Spiros and his mother Marmara. The difference is that Perseus picked up a coffin on the ocean, and Russell picked up a crooked neck tree. under.

In addition to Russell and Perseus, the family of five also has a young daughter, Ticola, who was born by nature, not picked.

In Perseus' memory, Russell found the cause of his coma for five days, a tsunami.

The emperor Poseidon didn't know which one was wrong. The sea waves flooded the human city, and a coastal fishing village where a family of five was unfortunately implicated.

The tide flooded the indisputable fishing village and took away hundreds of lives.

The family of five was on the boat and was not shot dead on the spot. In order to pick up the ship from the tide, Russell did not wear diving equipment and jumped off the turbulent and turbulent current. Tikola was successfully rescued. But he disappeared.

When his father Spiros found out, he was lying on the beach with a high fever, and was unconscious for five days.

Today, my parents took Ticola out for fishing and left Perseus to take care of him, and then Russell woke up.

Very simple character background, Russell can easily substitute, I believe that his acting skills will never reveal stuff.

"Perseus, I remember, you are my brother, born."

Two tears were squeezed out of Russell's eyes, and he wiped the bombs on the beach, corroding two black holes.

He hugged Perseus, and was squeezed by the pectoralis major muscles. He let go and released a punch with a hammer on his chest and muttered in a low voice, "This child, what kind of feed grew up."

"Brother, do you really remember?"

Perseus widened his eyes and was as pure as him. He always felt that there was something wrong, and hesitated to think: "But you seem to have changed a lot ... I can't say, but it must have changed."

"That's right."

Russell immediately made targeted adjustments, and said solemnly, "In fact, I have lost amnesia. I don't want you to be sad, so I pretended to be okay."

Perseus heard tears and wanted to hug Russell and was slaped away with a slap, choking, "Brother! You are so good!"

"Your second brother, hello, everyone."

Russell said casually, squinting at the pectoral muscles and dancing again, glanced aside: "While the father ... my father and mother haven't returned to the sea yet, let's get some prey to see if you are hungry, the fat content is less than 8% Now. "

"Brother, what you say, I don't understand."

"If you don't understand, just pretend not to hear, so you have no doubt."

Russell talks about the principle of doing things and instilling advanced life experience for pure white paper.

With reference to the background of the age, suppose that this is the ancient Greek period. His experience comes from more than two thousand years. Can it not be advanced!

The two talked as they walked, Perseus was on the brisk footsteps, and the half-man and half-god body was astonishingly physical, and they took Russell to a dense forest soon.

He picked up the rubble on the ground, ready to start hunting, that is, smashed with stones.

With his arm strength, large wild animals such as lion tigers are almost dead or injured.

"Perseus, how old are you?"

Russell glanced at Perseus's shiny and shiny biceps, smeared one end, rubbed it a few times, and confirmed that it was not oiled, pure and natural.

"Eighteen."

Perseus replied, adding in doubt: "What's wrong, is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing, it may be too wild, causing you to look a little anxious."

"..."

Perseus didn't say anything. Ear Congmu heard that there was movement in the deep woods, sprinting quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Russell followed, and in sight, Perseus leaped high, volleying into a throwing shape, his muscles tense, and extremely strong.

Huh!

With a violent burst, the stone flew out like a cannonball, hitting a big tail wolf exactly 100 meters away.

Rumble! !!

Stones run through the ground, crushing the surroundings and smashing large pits, splashing a large amount of dust and dirt, big tail wolf ...

Fried!

Perseus looked at the scene, and returned to his grievances: "Brother, I'm exhausted."

"The natural magic is not to blame you. It is the wolf that is wrong. It is not good to go to such a large forest. It must be here now."

Russell gave a good consolation, and picked up a gravel: "Cool next, I'll hunt today."

"Brother, can you? Brother, I remember your bones are weak. Brother, don't be stubborn. Brother, let me come, at least tonight have meat porridge ..."

Huh!

The stone hit Perseus' head and interrupted his chatter.

"Sorry, missed."

Russell shrugged, picked up a piece of gravel again, closed his eyes, and threw the gravel sharply into the sky.

Perseus looked up at the sky, his mouth opened into an O-shape: "Brother, do you want to fight birds?"

Huh!

Not knowing what it sounded, Perseus hurriedly turned back, and saw Russell's hand take it behind him, and hurried away towards the distance.

"Brother, wait for me."

Perseus only felt that Russell was astonishingly fast, his toes off the ground as if flying, and when he caught up, Russell was standing before a dead deer.

"Brother, what was that noise just now?"

"What a lot of nonsense, carry back ... home."

"Oh!"

Perseus no longer asked, and Meizi picked up a deer which was two circles larger than him and picked up a pile of firewood along the way.

...

That night!

The fire in front of the cave was red, and a family of five sat around in the crackling firewood.

Except for Russell, all are happy.

"Son, you just woke up. Today, my father and I have found nothing, so incompetent."

A bearded Spiros sighed, grasped the knife with his thin hands, cut a piece of venison and gave it to the young daughter.

"..."

Russell blinked. Was this talking to him?

It feels weird!

That is to say, Spiros's memory does contain the memory of ‘his’ twenty years of hard work. Otherwise, he must slap it in the past and reorganize his language.

"I'm ready."

Perseus wiped his mouth. There was a big bone in front of him. He killed most of them alone, barely two full, but he was embarrassed to continue eating.

"Why, you don't like eating meat?"

"I don't like it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If you eat too much, you will get fat."

Perseus scratched his head: "Big brother, you're just sick, Tikola is still young. I'll leave it to you."

Snapped!

"What's wrong with fat? What's wrong with eating meat? Humans have spent tens of millions of years climbing to the top of the food chain, not to be vegetarian."

Russell slaps his hands on Perseus's forehead and pushes the venison with less oil and salt in front of him.

"Well, but ..."

Snapped!

It was another slap, and Perseus twitched his head, swallowing it, tears falling down.

"Tasty?"

"A little salty!"

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