"If you want to talk about humans, then I won't be sleepy..."
Three hundred thousand words of "good obedience" popped into Russell's mind. They were all compliments given to him by others. They were true and not exaggerated, and he could make do with them if he moved here.
When he came to his mouth, he realized that it was not his style, so he started to speak venomously: "About human beings, because I am young and handsome, my knowledge is not thorough enough, so I can only talk about a few small points."
“First of all, it’s about eating and being lazy. Desire and laziness are human nature…”
"The second thing is to like the new and hate the old. No matter whether it is towards people, things or things, people have the same attitude..."
"Then when it comes to selfishness, self-satisfaction, exclusion of others, and possessiveness, only when everyone's interests are harmed will they accept the constraints of the rules..."
"Insatiable greed and lack of control over one's own desires..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Russell said a lot, but none of them were good. Hearing this, Chiron kept smiling bitterly. He wanted to refute but couldn't open his mouth, because what he said was right. These are all shortcomings of human nature.
"Sun God, in your opinion, do humans really have no merit?"
"You can't say that. There are as many advantages as there are disadvantages. For example, if you listen to the points I just mentioned, they are all advantages."
Russell continued: "Eating well and being lazy is the ladder of human progress. In order to save trouble, people often push their creativity to the limit..."
"A preference for the new and a dislike of the old means curiosity about new things and a desire to explore the unknown, which is a powerful driving force to get rid of the shackles of inertia..."
"Selfishness is almost the same as insatiable greed. It inspires human beings to move forward courageously, not to be narcissistic with temporary satisfaction, to reject mediocrity, and to maximize the interests of human society..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"..."x2
Seeing Russell referring to black as white, Ai'e and Chiron were stunned, but they still couldn't find a reason to refute, because it seemed to make sense.
"Sun God, you have confused me. Tell me the truth, are humans good or bad in your mind?"
"Bad... but much stronger than those gods on Mount Olympus."
Russell said meaningfully: "The same is true for greed. Human beings know how to give, but gods only take blindly. There is a saying that goes well. If your prayers are not answered, it is not because the gods did not hear you, but because you are not pious enough."
Chiron smiled slightly: "Yes, I almost forgot that you lived as a human for a long time before becoming the Sun God."
"Well, that's indeed the truth."
"In that case, which holy garment does the Sun God think is suitable for me?"
"Except for the golden holy clothes that have been taken away, among the others, the three holy clothes of Aries, Libra, and Sagittarius are very suitable for you."
Russell looked at the top of his head. There were six remaining holy robes, and none of them were objectionable to Chiron: "You can choose one of these three holy robes by yourself."
"I choose Aries. I will guard the Aries Palace. If a strong enemy attacks, the sacrifice will be smaller."
Chiron remembers that Aries is the first sign of the zodiac. The Golden Saints have not yet fulfilled their potential and are not yet mature enough. He should be at the forefront.
As the words fell, the Aries Holy Cloth suspended in the sky responded. The golden parts turned into light and landed, neatly put on Chiron's body.
With its dazzling light, Chiron's handsome appearance and spring-breathing temperament, it is considered a high-quality stock in the eyes of Zeus and Poseidon, worthy of being the first face of the sanctuary.
"No, I don't need you to guard the First Palace. You go to the Pope's Hall. From today on, you are the Pope. You have the right to mobilize the Golden Saints. Your status in the Holy Domain is second only to mine, and you are only responsible for me."
"Sun God, isn't this... inappropriate?"
Chiron was flattered and hoped Russell would reconsider before making a decision.
"It's a good fit. You have the qualifications and the ability."
Russell directly made the decision. The Pope's strength and prestige are indispensable. Chiron is the most suitable person. Anyone else may not be able to suppress the Golden Saint.
No matter how pessimistic the situation is, there will still be a good show where Gemini refuses to accept the situation and assassinates the Pope.
"Sun God, I have one more question."
"Where do all these problems come from?"
Russell scratched his chin: "This is the last question. I won't answer it if I ask it again."
"Sun God, who is the enemy of our sanctuary?"
Chiron asked with a wry smile. It's not that he has many problems, but that his butt determines his head. Before, he was just a Golden Saint, a high-level thug in the Sanctuary. He only had to obey orders.
It is naturally different to be the Pope, the second in command of the Sanctuary, and some questions must be asked clearly.
"This question is simple. The Sanctuary fights for love and peace and protects peace on the earth."
Russell gave a standard answer, which was very official and just.
"Sun God, you also said that human nature has selfish desires, and God is no exception. I agree with this very much."
Chiron shook his head in disbelief, and then said: "It's okay to sacrifice interests once or twice, but if you don't ask for anything in return every time, this kind of person is either a treacherous person or a very evil person, or he has a serious conspiracy."
"You are overthinking. I am the sun god, synonymous with sacrifice. I ignite myself to illuminate others without asking for anything in return."
Russell replied seriously, yes, he is so great and upright.
"Well……"
"You really have no sense at all."
Seeing Qi Long hesitating, Russell was very unhappy: "I am a treacherous and evil person, and I have serious intentions. Now you are satisfied!"
"..."
Chiron didn't get an answer in the end, so he was waved away by Russell and went to the Pope's Hall to report.
"By the way, you will be in charge of the trialists from now on. If you encounter young people with strong talents, you can bring them directly to the Sun Temple without reporting to me."
Russell gave an instruction and continued to draw sketches of the silver and bronze holy robes.
Next to him, after Chiron walked away, Ai'e asked her doubts: "Is it too trusting to give him the position of pope directly instead of examining him for a period of time?"
"Believe it, why don't you believe it? I believe it even when he says he is Prometheus."
Russell said that the problem was not big. He needed a pope who would consider humanity and risk his own life when necessary. This was very important, and Chiron was such a person.
"I still feel it's not safe..."
"No way, I originally planned to let you be the pope."
"Eh! Me?"
Ai'e was shocked, knowing that she was not qualified for the position of pope in terms of personal ability.
"But your personal abilities are average, and being the Pope is too boring. If you go out for a walk at night, you may be gone."
Ai'e: (?_?)
Damn it, I got fooled again!
…
With the Pope and a total of seven golden saints in the sanctuary, Russell no longer needed to worry about it. He acted as a hand-off shopkeeper and threw a golden mountain to Chiron, asking him to complete the general framework of the sanctuary as soon as possible.
Select talented golden saints, then select a group of reserve soldiers with good talent and good character, formulate explicit regulations for the sanctuary, and purchase necessary living supplies...
As soon as Chiron took office, he became the most perfect tool man.
The sanctuary is crowded with people, and a large number of trialists enter every day. There are so many losers. The gods seem unwilling to lower their status and get along with humans. For several days in a row, no god has come to place an order with the materials on the list.
There was a craze for learning astrology on Mount Olympus. These gods were not fools. They realized the power of the vast stars and wanted to improve themselves.
Even if you don't succeed, you can learn from Russell and build a holy realm in the human world and recruit a group of majestic disciples, which will bring you face.
Unlike the Holy Land, the Vulcan Hall was overcrowded with gods. Every day, goddesses like flowers came to visit Hephaestus and asked if they could forge their own battle clothes.
If not, they don't mind if they are at the Gold Saint Cloth level.
For Hephaestus, forging the holy clothes was not a big problem, but forging the battle clothes worn by the gods was completely different.
His own Vulcan suit is still in preparation, and he has no time to forge suits for others... except Aphrodite and Athena.
Although Hephaestus secretly hated Aphrodite for being unruly and hooking up with pretty boys all day long, causing him to have a green grassland on his head, as the twelve main gods, he even went to Mount Olympus. The number of times is pitiful.
But Aphrodite is so beautiful that as long as she takes action, there will be no male who can't stand her.
After a few hugs and sweet words, Hephaestus immediately knelt down under his wife's skirt and expressed his disappointment that he would help Aphrodite forge a god-level battle suit as soon as possible.
Not to mention Athena's side, Hephaestus knelt down before she even opened her mouth and agreed to her even faster than he agreed to Aphrodite.
However, after seeing the suit designed by Hephaestus, the two goddesses politely declined and said they would think about it again.
Hephaestus couldn't get rid of his inertial thinking. He got a lot of inspiration from the design drawings of the Sun God's suit, the golden holy suit, and the Vulcan suit. The design style added a gorgeous beauty based on the use.
But this does not satisfy the two goddesses. One of them is the goddess of beauty, and the other is the goddess of wisdom. Compared with the sun god suit on Russell's body, Hephaestus's design immediately doesn't look good.
As a result, Hephaestus could only watch his wife throw away her sleeves with tears in her eyes, and the goddess he had a crush on also left with the words "Let's talk another day."
Hephaestus was filled with grief and anger. He knew that if nothing unexpected happened, these two people should switch to Russell's arms.
Athena was fine. When she thought about her wife's style and Russell's mean smile, she felt her forehead became heavier.
"Brother, you promised me..."
Hephaestus looked eagerly in the direction of the sanctuary. At this point, he could only pray.
It was tragic that he didn't dare to go to the sanctuary, for fear of opening the door of Russell's dormitory and seeing the God of Sun and God of Beauty sitting upright with red faces.
…
Here, Russell built a forging room in a corner of the sanctuary and began to forge the silver holy clothes.
He didn't have enough materials on hand, barely enough to forge three pieces, but when he left the Vulcan Hall, he accidentally let the materials escape into his personal space.
Ai'e stood aside, having taken off the Ophiuchus Holy Cloth. She was neither in the Sun Temple nor the Twelve Palaces, and her current whereabouts were unknown.
Russell didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.
Just when Russell picked up the sketch and made final modifications, there was a howl of ghosts outside the forge, and Essysis was beating his brother again.
