At dawn, the Sparrows family went fishing as usual.
In the cave, the simple salutes were put away, and Russell followed on board the ship. To be precise, he followed Perseus. He judged that the world mission could be triggered from the latter.
The source of livelihood for a family of five is a small fishing boat with a single mast and a simple sail. It is also their real home.
It can be said that he is simple-minded or uncivilized. As the head of the family, Spyros has no plans for the future of himself and his family.
He was a fisherman and wanted his son to become a fisherman. He had never thought of making a living on land.
Russell had the experience of living on a sailboat. It was in the mission world of "Pirates of the Caribbean". He had some experience in using sails and driving the ship was a breeze.
Besides, a boat is also a means of transportation.
…
The sun was shining brightly, the sea surface was sparkling, and the waves were beating against the hull of the boat and rolling up white foam.
Perseus helped his father, holding the sail and casting the net. Russell had just recovered from a serious illness and was not suitable for manual labor. He sat in the stern of the boat fishing, with Tikora doing nothing next to him.
The twelve-year-old girl had a simple mind and sat quietly next to Russell, looking at the fishing rod attentively with a serious look on her face.
Russell raised his hand and rubbed Tikora's head. Behind him, Perseus pulled the net. It was another fruitless day.
"Like this again, nothing!"
The joy on Spyros's face turned into disappointment, and he complained again and again: "When will this kind of life end? Who should I thank for hunger and poverty, Poseidon or Zeus?"
"Don't be like this, you should pray to God instead of complaining, because God has given us life." Marmara persuaded God with good words while begging God for forgiveness for her husband's nonsense.
"Yes, in addition to life, the gods also gave us hunger and plague."
Spyros didn't believe this: "Poseidon crushed the fishing village with a tsunami and killed our friends and neighbors. I still have to humble myself to thank him and beg for some leftovers."
"God gives us life!" Marmara emphasized.
"And then take it back when you feel bad?"
Spyros suddenly became furious: "The gods regard us as slaves and ask for everything from us. If we are not grateful, they will take everything away and bring disasters as punishment. I am tired of this kind of gratitude."
Marmara didn't reply, but bowed her head and prayed for God's forgiveness.
"I am a fisherman, I have three children to feed, and now they have even taken away the fish, and I have to go hungry and respect them as always..."
Spyros suddenly fell silent: "One day, someone will stand up and say 'no' to those high-altitude gods, overthrow Mount Olympus, and drive them off their thrones."
【Ding! Host triggers world quest]
[World Quest: Ragnarok! Brave young man, go and create a miracle, shatter the power of the gods, and tell everyone that they are vulnerable]
[Mission failed, staying in this world forever, imprisoned by the gods in Tartarus]
Suddenly hearing the beep of the system, Russell turned his head and took a deep look at Spyros. He originally thought that the task would be triggered by Perseus or other gods, but he didn't expect it to be just an ordinary person.
Spyros is indeed an ordinary person. He is uneducated and does not know a word of Chinese characters. He works for a living every day and never eats his last meal.
In this era when gods rule the sky, earth, and seas, there are many people like Spyros, but it is precisely because of this that he is not alone.
Russell was thoughtful, put away the thick line without the hook, rubbed Tikora's head, stood up and moved his hands and feet.
"Tikora, do you want some fish?"
"No, I want to eat venison."
"..."
Russell was frozen on the spot. The little girl didn't give him any face. Seeing that she was innocent and didn't understand the world at all, let it go.
Just this once, never happen again.
Plop!
The water splashed, and Tikola's face turned pale, and she cried and shouted: "No, big brother jumped into the sea again!"
In an instant, the whole ship exploded. Spyros ran to the stern of the ship in panic and was about to jump off when Perseus held his shoulders down.
For five minutes, there was no movement on the sea.
Just when the family was heartbroken and wondering why Russell couldn't get over it, the tide rolled violently, and a black school of fish jumped out from under the sea and surrounded the entire fishing boat.
Plop!
Russell jumped onto the stern of the boat wet, took off his shirt and wrung out the water stains, trying his best to highlight his chest muscles, and pointed at the fish to the stunned family.
"What are you doing standing around, casting a net!"
"Oh oh oh..."
Although he didn't understand what happened, at least he didn't have to go hungry today. Spyros quickly threw the fishing nets and easily completed the harvest, filling the cabin with buckets of food.
…
Ten minutes later, the aroma filled the fishing boat. Russell used his trick of cooking in a large pot and cooked a pot of sea fish with his own hands.
The family happily sat around and enjoyed the meal. Spyros and Marmara had smiles on their faces. They thanked God for the gift. Not only did they not take Russell away, but they also returned with a full load.
"Brother, your cooking is so delicious."
Perseus grabbed the fish tail, stuffed the whole fish into his mouth, squirmed his gills for a moment, and then pulled out the neat fish bones.
"It's far from enough, it hasn't shined yet!"
Russell replied casually. Looking at Perseus' simple and crude way of eating fish, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart. This body and tongue are so unimaginable for a fisherman.
"Brother, what do you mean by glowing?"
"You'll understand when I find white phosphorus."
After Russell finished speaking, he started cooking the pot for the second time. Perseus had an amazing appetite, but because the family had no money, he was in a state of starvation for a long time.
Yes, this 9-meter-9 tall tendon looks like he has a strong body, but he is actually a poor, malnourished child.
The family happily enjoyed the food given by the gods, and Perseus rarely had a full meal. In fact, his digestive system and the speed at which he absorbed nutrients were extremely amazing. In theory, there was no concept of 'fullness'.
Moreover, even if he does not eat or drink for two or three months, he can still be active and active.
The talent in blood is something no one else can envy!
After a full meal, the ship turned around and sailed towards the Royal City of Argos. There was a dedicated person collecting fish at the port. All fishing boats had caught nothing recently, so they should be able to make a lot of money.
Russell knew that Argos, in Spyros's memory, was the closest human city to here.
It is a small city-state built against a natural barrier, with a population of only tens of thousands. There are many similar coastal countries in the world.
This world is not within the ancient background that Russell knows. It is a complete mythical history, and the only god system is the family living on Mount Olympus.
Approaching the sea near the city-state of Argos, Russell could see a tall sculpture standing on the top of a cliff from a distance.
Statue of Zeus!
The statue is about 100 meters high and cost countless manpower and material resources to build. The Zeus in the statue is angry and has a majestic look like the wrath of the god.
His right hand points to the ocean, and his left hand holds lightning. His legs are spread forward and backward, and the lightning is ready to be fired, making a throwing gesture.
From Russell's point of view, this is a statue that is not very friendly to Poseidon. The metaphor is too obvious.
Zeus: Be honest, or I'll electrocute you!
"Tikora, go get the flower crown."
Seeing the statue of Zeus, the devout Marmara immediately began to pray, hoping that the gods would grant grace and protect the family from illness and disaster, and that Russell would not always think about jumping into the sea.
After returning home with a full load today, Spyros was in a good mood and prayed along with him.
He didn't have much respect for gods in his heart, but as long as he could have food and clothing, he didn't mind praying with them.
With sharp eyes, Perseus saw dozens of soldiers holding swords and shields standing under the statue of Zeus, wielding weapons and knocking them, and asked in confusion: "Father, brother, what are those soldiers doing?"
I'm hammering your legs!
Russell curled his lips slightly and did not respond.
"Oh no, those are the soldiers of Argos. They are declaring war, knocking down the statue of Zeus, and then declaring war on the gods."
A trace of fear flashed in Spyros's eyes, and he shouted to hold on to the rope of the ship, asking Russell and Perseus to help him and leave the current sea area as soon as possible.
Once the statue of Zeus is knocked down, the god will be furious, and he does not want his family to be implicated.
Russell put on the front sail, the Ring of Water Nanya flashed slightly, and a wave came, speeding away from the place with the sailboat.
Boom!
The tall statue of Zeus was cut off at the ankles, and its body was supported by countless supports. It fell straight off the cliff and fell into the deep sea, setting off a wave of tens of meters high.
The stormy waves rose violently, pushing the sailboat to speed up. Russell heard the soldiers shouting from a distance, seeming to swear allegiance to the king and queen.
Spyros' worries were not unfounded. At the moment when the statue of Zeus was overthrown, the clear sky slowly dimmed, and thunder and lightning flashed among the clouds, emitting thunderous wrath.
Strong light flashed under the black sky, illuminating the dark world. Russell felt something in his heart and looked towards the sea in the distance.
I saw a thick black smoke rising up, wrapped in a red fireball, swallowing up the cheering soldiers on the top of the mountain in one fell swoop, and cutting half of the mountain into flat ground.
Boom! !
The black smoke column circled the mountain peak several times, stirring the air and whining again and again, and finally transformed into a middle-aged man covered in black robes.
His face was white and beardless, his long black hair cascaded behind his back, and under his eyebrows as sharp as swords, there was a pair of eyes that were like twinkling stars.
Hades!
After cleaning up the mortals below, Hades looked at the sea, sneering in his heart, and suddenly a line of sight was staring at him.
Not the sight of mortals!
He followed his senses and saw an ordinary family of five on the fishing boat.
Ignoring the gray-haired couple, the young girl, and a fool standing on the stern of the ship peeing, Hades focused his attention on Perseus.
"Demi-human, half-god, bloodline of Zeus... Humph, this guy has so many sons."
Hades sneered, waved his hand and rolled up a big wave, and then rushed straight into the sky without looking.
