The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

The noisy voices gradually died down.

Everyone's eyes fell on the king.

"I guess there's no need for me to say anything. Everyone has the same idea, right?"

A smile appeared on Wang's face.

There were mixed responses from the crowd.

Although it sounds confusing, the central idea is that we are unwilling to accept such oppression.

The king nodded and suddenly shouted: "We are a race that is not inferior to the gods!"

"From birth to the present, we have helped each other. No matter it is the earth or the sea, hunger or cold, no difficulty can defeat us, not even God!"

Having said this, the king raised the slate in his hand and looked up at the sky.

"May this trip eventually reach the stars!"

The edges of the stone slab, which had been rubbed by countless people for more than ten years, were as smooth as a mirror.

Under the sunlight, the stone slabs reflect dazzling light.

Explosive cheers erupted from the crowd, and the noisy shouts almost overturned the entire tribe.

Everyone was blushing, shouting and waving their arms.

Zhiqua~

At this moment, the door of a wooden house in the tribe was pushed open.

Lu Yan, who was wearing animal skins, walked out. He looked at the cheering crowd in the distance with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

"After all, I still can't go back..."

He has lived in this tribe for nearly ten years.

To the eternal gods, ten years is just as long as a cup of tea.

Neither Pontos nor Gaia had any intention of looking for him.

During this period of time, he did not show anything special. He hunted and preyed like ordinary humans...

He felt in a daze as if he had returned to the place where he was first born.

Lu Yan didn't set a time for himself to leave because he wasn't sure whether he missed him or what.

But, that’s all.

Anyway, he felt that he quite liked such a life.

Until... news from the gods appeared.

Pulled him out of his childhood memories.

After all, this is still different.

…

The holy mountain of Olympus is high above. In order to show the greatness of God, no city-states or tribes are allowed under the mountain.

So people can't go all the way to Mount Olympus.

The king simply sent his son to inform Zeus of the people's decision.

Surrounded by the crowd, the king returned to his "palace".

But unlike most people who cheered, Wang still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He is the first human being born.

When he was born, his thinking was like that of a baby, and it matured over time.

But even though his first memory has long been blurred, he still remembers that the birth of their human race should be related to a certain or several gods.

Although he couldn't remember the appearance of those gods, he had a vague feeling that the power of the gods was far beyond what the beasts in the forest could compare to...

The king stood up the stone slab in his hand. Looking at the patterns carved on the stone slab, he always felt that something was wrong.

"By the way, where did this stone slab come from?"

…

As the saying goes, it's like running to death while looking up the mountain.

You can see the majestic Mount Olympus in the forest.

But the king's son still spent several days.

Only then did we finally arrive at the sacred mountain of Olympus.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the young man felt extremely shocked by the towering peaks, and he also clearly realized his own insignificance.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking of everyone cheering and cheering, and infinite strength seemed to surge out of his body.

After gathering his composure, he started walking towards the top of the mountain.

But before he could go far, a male god carrying a huge forging hammer suddenly appeared behind the young man.

He is the god of craftsmen, Hephaestus.

Hephaestus, who had always been honest and honest, did not feel any threat from the young man.

He was just curious about why this guy in front of him, who looked like a god but was extremely weak, came to Mount Olympus.

"Do you know Zeus?"

The young man asked.

Hephaestus was not angry at the young man's rude words. He scratched the back of his head.

"Young man, do you want to see the great God King?"

Hearing this, he nodded.

Then he asked: "Can you take me to see Zeus?"

The god of craftsmen only has forging in his mind. He doesn't care at all what this human wants to do when he goes to see Zeus. Anyway, it is a piece of cake for him to take someone up the mountain.

He stretched out his arm, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and immediately jumped into the air.

The young man only felt a biting cold wind washing over his body, and it stopped before he realized what happened.

He looked around and was stunned.

He found that he had arrived at the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and the palace of the God King was not far away.

The young man looked at Hephaestus stupidly, standing there as if in a daze.

Gods have not had much contact with humans, and young people have never experienced anything like this personally.

Therefore, such a mythical power surprised him even more.

It even gave him a sense of longing and awe.

The young man opened his mouth for a long time before the sound finally came out.

But the voice still shook uncontrollably.

"Are you...are you Big Bird?"

Hephaestus smiled heartily and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"The palace of the God King is right there, can you go there by yourself?"

"Yes...it's okay."

After the god of craftsmen left, the young man walked tremblingly towards the palace.

…

Inside the palace.

Zeus sat in front of a long exquisite dining table, with a variety of steaming foods placed on the table.

The king of the gods said to the young man across the table: "You have probably never eaten these things, so feel free to eat them."

He indeed wanted to destroy mankind, but He was still willing to let the young man in front of him enjoy some delicious food.

To Him, this is the mercy of the God-King.

The young man's stomach was already rumbling when he smelled the aroma of these foods.

With Zeus's permission, he naturally did not hesitate and took action immediately.

Looking at the young man devouring his food, Zeus smiled casually: "Do you have a name?"

The young man held a piece of steak in his mouth and shook his head.

"How about I call you Zoe?"

The meaning of this word in Greek is life.

Of course, Zeus was just inspired by the young man's embarrassing eating appearance.

He continued with a smile: "By the way, if you are here to ask me to lower my requirements, you'd better be prepared in advance to return without success."

"Well……"

The young man swallowed the food in his mouth hard and said solemnly: "No, I came here to tell you that we reject this request."