The immortal who travels the world

As Zeus and Hera began to stick together, the thunder over Mount Olympus became milder.

Prometheus, who was waiting on the ground, saw this scene and instantly knew everything.

She immediately began to fabricate the gods out of clay, and she was about to create a great race.

However, when she made the first human figure out of clay, Athena appeared behind her at some point.

The powerful goddess sighed faintly: "Prometheus, you know how dangerous it is to do this."

Prometheus knew who was coming.

She didn't even look back, she had to create humans before Zeus and Hera's post was over.

Of course, not looking back doesn't mean she didn't speak.

While pinching, she sighed with emotion: "Wisdom Athena, fortunately, you came first, instead of Zeus's thunder punishing me first."

"What do I need to do?" Athena slowly squatted down beside her.

Prometheus was not in a hurry to ask Athena to do something, but said in a chant-like tone.

"I'm going to call this species human."

"They will contain the wisdom and power of the gods. In the future, they will rule the earth, sea and sky..."

"You tell the story at that time, how interesting would it be?"

Athena inherited her mother's wisdom, so she was able to see human potential.

Created from clay, it bears the blessings of the Mother Earth, and once created, it will be recognized by the law of fertility.

She could also hear from Prometheus' words that the god of foresight and foresight was ready to be punished.

She has even come to terms with her dreadful future.

Prometheus had such an awareness, and Athena couldn't find a reason to stop it.

Suddenly there was silence.

After a long time, Athena said solemnly: "...I will enlighten this species of wisdom."

Hearing this, the busy Prometheus couldn't help but smile.

But she didn't forget the business, and added: "Listen to me, Athena..."

"Zeus will never let the development of human beings go, and may destroy the human species in the form of disaster."

"Zeus is too powerful and too cautious. Even the curse of the second-generation god king Cronus can hardly affect her. I can only beg for your help."

"I beg you, give them one last hope and keep this species alive."

"I believe that in the future, they will definitely replace you with a rational world."

Athena nodded silently, she stretched out her white and slender right hand, palm facing up.

The concept-like existence of thinking, imagination, reason and wisdom is realized as a butterfly in the palm of your hand.

Then it was blown gently into the clay figurine created by Prometheus.

The next moment, this clay body had a soul under the creation of the two gods.

"I... ah..."

The first human being in this world opened his eyes.

When he saw the two gods in front of him, a male and a female, he bent his body and danced on the spot.

He has wisdom, but he is not born knowing it. …

To him, the shame-covering clothes are just warming items and have no other meaning.

Although it was night at this time, the temperature was very comfortable, so he had no intention of finding anything to cover his body.

As the first human being born, he could feel that Athena and Prometheus in front of him were different from himself.

Such aloofness made him unable to bear the desire to believe in and worship.

"Success!"

"very nice."

Prometheus and Athena looked at each other with smiles on their faces at the same time.

Seeing them laugh, the human laughed too.

He didn't know what they were laughing at, but he could feel the positive emotion.

This is wisdom.

Even if it is very basic, it means that the creatures created by Epimetheus are different.

After Prometheus and Athena were overjoyed, they continued to create.

Still the same process.

Only, this time, a woman was created.

This made the first born man ecstatic.

Not a ****.

It is a simple emotion of seeing the same kind.

The first born human understood it, and with his incomparably immature wisdom, he could also understand that they were created by these two superior beings.

The man didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he prostrated himself on the ground reverently.

I only hope that my actions can win the joy of the two gods for a moment.

It's just that when seeing this scene, Lu Yan felt inexplicably divided.

He stood up, frowning slightly.

He felt that humans should not be like this.

By the way, he came early.

Even earlier than Athena.

When the information on the mission interface changed, he had already arrived.

[The detection experience task is in progress, please host to ensure the normal progress of the task. 】

[The hidden factors of the experience mission are removed. 】

[The first ring task: All things are born (completed)]

[Second Ring Mission: Human Origins (Ongoing)]

[Final Ring Mission: Human Prosperity (Not Completed)]

"Master Lore."

Athena noticed the movement in the distance, and when she saw that it was Lu Yan, she quickly saluted him.

Lu Yan just nodded and approached.

Prometheus was still pinching the soil, she had no time to salute.

She was in a good mood, and her tone was no longer as calm as before.

"I will teach them language and writing, and I will teach them all kinds of survival knowledge..."

Lu Yan did not express his approval.

Listening to Prometheus' words, the feeling of split in his heart became clearer.

"It shouldn't be like this." Lu Yan said calmly.

No wonder he felt something was missing.

If everything was arranged by Prometheus, it would be better to say that the human beings in this world are pets created by the gods rather than an intelligent race creating civilization.

Both the lifestyle and the direction of development are set.

"Master Lore?"

Prometheus was a little puzzled.

She couldn't see the future from Lu Yan, so naturally she didn't know what he meant.

After a moment of silence, Lu Yan calmly explained: "A true civilization should have its own characters, history, and way of understanding the world..."

Speaking of this, Lu Yan glanced at the first human prostrate on the ground: "We must allow them to walk by themselves, even if the direction is wrong, they will walk out by themselves."

Prometheus was slightly taken aback.

"Are you just trying to create a civilization of your own?"

Hearing this, the God of Foresight subconsciously shook his head.

"Let them walk on their own. Such a process will only be called an epic after thousands or ten thousand years..."