Wearing Pandora is swollen and broken [Greek mythology]

Hermes looked at Zeus again, and seeing that the other party didn't speak, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and introduce them one by one.

"That one is the head of the gods, God King Zeus, he gave you curiosity."

Just as Hermes was about to introduce the next god and her gift, he was interrupted by a very curious girl.

"What is curiosity? Can curiosity be eaten?"

Hermes smiled slightly, and then said in a brisk tone, "Curiosity can't be eaten. Only when people have curiosity will they have the motivation to learn and explore, and then they will know more things. This is an excellent treat." Oh gift."

The girl named Pandora nodded with a vague understanding.

Hermes breathed a sigh of relief and continued to introduce.

"That is Hera, the queen of heaven, she gave you self-esteem and self-love."

Immediately after the words were finished, the girl asked again with great expectation, "What is the Queen of Heaven? What is self-esteem and self-love? Can self-esteem and self-love be eaten?"

Hermes smiled a bit reluctantly. This mode of saying one question and asking ten sentences told him how to continue the conversation?

too difficult.

It can't go on like this.

He thought for a while, but instead of answering the girl's question, he put his hands on the girl's shoulders and said earnestly, "Pandora, curiosity is a great gift, but you have to learn to use it correctly."

"Curiosity does not mean simply asking questions, but requires you to learn and understand through observation, and finally turn the unknown into the known. There will be unknowns in the answers that the gods tell you directly, so you will never You can't get an answer that belongs to you."

"So, don't rush to ask questions when encountering curious things, learn to observe silently and find out the truth by yourself, understand?"

The girl obviously didn't understand the sudden words, and her expression was still bewildered.She put a thin white finger against her chin, tilted her head in doubt, and murmured, "...Don't ask questions?...Answer...by yourself?"

When the gods heard the phrase "don't ask questions", they were as excited as an old father seeing his daughter learn to walk for the first time.Especially Hermes, he nodded vigorously for fear of being too slow, and repeatedly affirmed, "Yes! That's right, that's it! You remember it!"

"Oh……"

The girl's questioning finally stopped, and Hermes was able to start the unfinished topic again.This time, the girl did not interrupt his words, but silently stared at his constantly opening and closing mouth with a pair of eyes that were becoming more and more curious.

"That one is Demeter, the god of agriculture, who gave mother's love; the one you hugged just now is Aphrodite, the god of beauty and love, who gave you peerless beauty... that one is Athens, the god of wisdom. Na, I gave you my craftsmanship; and the one you grabbed by the sleeve is Apollo, the god of light and music. He gave you your musical talent and singing voice... Finally, there is me, I gave you the ability to speak, now you can Obedient and talk, all thanks to me~"

Hermes paused, and found that the girl really didn't intend to ask questions, and couldn't help feeling that she was really obedient now.Although it was a bit of a headache at first, he was still a good boy after all.

So her tone softened a little, and she reached out to pat her head and said, "So, Pandora is not a child who knows nothing. The gods have given you so many gifts, and you will definitely be able to fulfill the angel's mission well."

The girl nodded hesitantly.

Hermes was relieved.

However, the next moment, he saw the girl stretch out two thin white hands slowly, move her ten sticky little fingers, and then glanced at the gods suspiciously.

Another glance.

Repeat back and forth several times.

What is this for?The gods are puzzled, sometimes they really don't understand what the newborn child wants to do.

Then, in the eyes of the gods, the girl began to count with her fingers one by one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, bent down seven fingers, looked up at the gods again, and started counting her fingers again.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, when she ran out of fingers, the girl hesitantly shifted her eyes to her pink round toes, and then bent down two toes with great difficulty and trembling.

The little girl showed doubts on her face, as if she had encountered a major life problem. She looked up at the gods and began to repeat the actions just now.

Wait a minute... Why does this scene get weirder the more you watch it? The gods always feel as if they understand something.

twelve?Could it be their twelve main gods?So that seven?

The seven gods who gave blessings and gifts gradually got used to it... They glanced at the other five gods without saying a word, and then looked back at the little girl who was counting on her toes without saying a word.

Dare to express this - didn't you agree that every god gave her a gift?Why can't the number of gifts match the number of gods?

The meaning couldn't be more obvious!

...The twelve main gods of Olympus suddenly felt a little pain on their faces at this moment.

Especially those gods who didn't give blessings to the girl.

But who would have expected that such a small newborn human would dare to openly ask for gifts from them?

When they looked at the person concerned, they saw that she kept counting with her hands and feet, which looked funny.Her expression was innocent and puzzled, as if she couldn't understand why there was a difference between words and reality.

This time, the girl obediently did not ask a series of questions, but was quiet.But her actions, that expression that looked more and more like she was about to cry, were almost silent at this moment, causing the shallow consciences of several gods to inexplicably ache.

It is also not good to condemn the ignorant girl, and blame her for being greedy.

It seems that someone said that every god gave her one of his advantages, which seems to be fine.If you have any problems, you have to find the God who said these words.

So the other eleven gods turned their heads and looked at Hermes.

Hermes still had a smile on his face, but it was not a smile.

If not, what should he say?Directly name a few people to give gifts and blessings, or just say that if you like it, you can give it, and if you don’t give it, you will be down?Dare love would only look for him whenever he was in trouble, and treat him as a persimmon?

The corner of his mouth unceremoniously raised a sneer, and he glanced at the remaining five gods with deep eyes.

As for the meaning, it is clearly for them to taste for themselves - if you want him to say, why doesn't he blame himself for being stingy?He has already let out his words, like the others, wouldn't it be good to raise his hand casually to save face?

What a big deal?

Didn't they want to name her "Pandora", implying a person with all talents.At this moment, the amount of talent is not enough, and he is blaming him again. There is no such reason.

Hermes withdrew his gaze, grabbed the girl Pandora's hand, and stopped her counting with both hands and feet.He patted her hair reassuringly, and said with a chuckle, "Fool, it's not that the rest of you don't want to give you a blessing gift, but because their gift is too hard to sell, so they have been delaying it!"

The girl raised her head and looked at the young god in front of her with puzzled eyes, as if I don't understand what you are talking about.

Poseidon, the god of the sea, has always had a strange temper, and immediately became angry when he heard what Hermes said.What does it mean to be unable to take it out?How unreasonable is it to say such words to him, the majestic Sea God?

Just as he was about to open his mouth to tell Hermes to shut that nasty mouth, Artemis, the goddess of hunting, stopped him.

Artemis knew his uncle's temperament very well, and he was afraid that he would go against Zeus' original intention and promise something beyond expectations.She glanced at Hermes coldly, and saw that he was smiling narrowly, and spread his hands at her irrelevantly, as if there was some good show to watch.

What a disgusting face as always.

"I give the ability to hunt wild animals." Artemis said lightly, and did not explain why he only gave the talent gift now.With a flick of her fingertips, she clicked out a small light spot and sent it to Pandora's forehead.

The girl's eyes widened, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead curiously, with a look of shock on her face.This ignorant and somewhat comical behavior only seemed cute and cute to her, and several gods seemed to be pleased by her, and chuckled a few times.

As soon as Poseidon was interrupted by Artemis, he also realized what was wrong.He stared threateningly at Hermes, who was making fun of him, and gathered a small blue spot of light casually.

"swim."

An angry voice filled with impatience.

After Poseidon, Hestia, the kitchen god who had been silent and low-key, stepped out from behind the other gods.A long tulle hung over the goddess's head, and the mist-like fabric fell from the sides of her cheeks, casting a pale shadow.Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her face looked holy and quiet.

"Cooking."

The shallow tone of voice couldn't be more concise.

Even Poseidon and Hestia have come forward... Now it's the turn of Ares, the god of war.This tall, muscular man with a heroic face scratched his hair a little irritably, "You want me to give this weak brat a bit of talent? The things I know... none of them are suitable for her It's small."

"—You can't give her the ability to fight, can you?"

"Of course not."

It was Hermes who denied it, and he retorted with a smile on his face, "How can you give such a violent thing to a girl?"

Ares narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, then shrugged indifferently, "It's just a joke. Just give her a little strength. Look at her, she looks like she can fall down when the wind blows." .”

After finishing speaking, he bent his two fingers and flicked at will, and a small light spot flew towards the girl like an arrow leaving the string.

The girl was terrified by this high-speed thing, and subconsciously clenched the corner of Hermes' clothes beside her.

"Good boy, don't be afraid. He just acts a little violently, and he won't hurt you." Hermes looked amused at her trembling little appearance, and spoke to comfort her.

Ares glanced at the girl who was almost thrown back by the light spot, and clicked his tongue in disgust.

Like a chicken.

Too weak to see.

Now, all the eleven gods gave gifts, only the maker of the maiden—Hephaestus, the craftsman and the god of fire—was left.